His fist brought along the wind, but it suddenly stopped when he heard this sentence.
Lin fan pressed down on his hair and clothes. The wind from his fist almost messed up his style.
The little Golden Spirit knelt on the ground with a plop and buried its head. Two streams of tears fell to the ground and filled the hole.
"Father!"
The giant spirit fell to the feet of the giant Golden Spirit, hugged its thigh, and cried.
She cried her heart out and was heartbroken.
"AI!" Lin fan heaved out a sigh and came to the side of the little spirit,"friend, the dead can not be brought back to life. My condolences. Just who was it that wiped out your entire race?"
He pondered, unable to figure out who had such ability.
Could it be that there was a war between the major forces?
But that was impossible. Looking at the current situation, it didn't seem like a war had happened. It seemed more like a one-sided massacre.
