บท 1870: It Hurts (5)

She had only just raised it to a Level 1 weapon.

Seeing that Feng Wu was looking at the sword, Zuo Qingxian smirked. "It's called 'Fallen Star Sword,' right? It'll only be a waste with you. It's found its rightful owner now. Don't worry, I'm going to paint the land red with it!"

Feng Wu asked in a weak voice, "Aren't you curious? Don't you want to know why it grew so fast?"

Zuo Qingxian narrowed his eyes. It was true. He was very curious.

Feng Wu's voice trailed off. "Don't you want to know who hit you just then?"

Zuo Qingxian was curious about that, too.

Feng Wu said, "Since I'm going to die, if you really want to know, I can tell you, but you have to promise me one thing. After I'm dead, you need to let Chaoge go."

Zuo Qingxian glanced at Duan Chaoge, who was lying in a corner.

Chaoge was covered in blood as well. She could neither move nor stand up. Tears ran down her cheeks as she shook her head. "Xiao Wu… Xiao Wu… Xiao Wu…"