"Daddy ..."
Yu Long seemed to have seen an illusion as she muttered these two words. Her face revealed a calm expression, and two streams of tears fell from the corners of her eyes ...
However, he could no longer hold on. The mysterious power finally climbed up to his head.
After reciting a few lines, he died.
He had already turned into a thousand-year-old skeleton after reciting half of the Ksitigarbha Sutra.
The air shook slightly, and he turned into dust, covered in a single layer of white ash.
Xia Ji continued to recite quietly. He only took a deep breath after he finished reading the entire book, his heart filled with mixed feelings.
Is this the so-called white-haired people send black-haired people away?
"Thank you," Du Bai said as he walked out.
"What happened?"
"Qi Yu, come with me. I'll talk to you," Bai Su said.
The two of them walked in the oppressive sect.
