After he was completely dead, the evil daughter’s hand gradually disappeared like a shadow.
“Why did you do it in the first place?”A deep sigh came from the crack, and the aura stored in it completely disappeared.
It turned out that the evil daughter had deliberately prepared an incarnation of herself in the purple-haired Su Yu’s soul as a trump card to give Su Yu a fatal blow.
Now that Su Yu was dead and his soul was destroyed, this incarnation naturally dispersed.
The crack closed again and the purple-haired Su Yu let out a long sigh of relief. His eyes revealed a carefree expression as he laughed towards the sky, “You’re finally dead! From now on, I’m the only Su Yu in the world! Haha... Haha...”
“Your woman, everything about you should be inherited by me!”
“Resurrected from the Dead!”A voice suddenly resounded in the empty sky.
Su Yu’s voice suddenly appeared in the shattered and disfigured Indian silver bamboo fruit.