Hong Wuliang's agonized screams became more and more tragic, while Lang Yilang's eyes became filled with more and more devotion.
In the beginning, Wei Wuyan watched comfortably, but gradually, he started to look away. After it continued for a while more, he turned his back to it.
This person was his biggest enemy!
The tragedy in his life was all because of him!
But why was it that in his heart… there was still a hint of compassion?
The rock came smashing down time and again. At last, it disintegrated.
Hong Wuliang's left hand was already a mess of bloody pulp.
Hong Wuliang's screams had also gradually died down until his eyes finally rolled up and he passed out.
Lang Yilang calmly took out another Hundred Spirit Pill, fed it to him and considerately helped him to circulate his energy and activate the medicinal effects. Then, he woke him up and let him revert to his original rosy and alert self…