Xu Yu was clearly impatient. His voice was deep as he said, "Qiluo, don't listen to the demoness. We are already dead. What you are seeing now is just a trace of my soul."
Xu Yu said solemnly, trying to lie to make Xia Qiluo believe him again.
Xia Qiluo pointed at Xu Cheng's corpse and laughed until tears came out. "Xu Yu, you even killed the people closest to you. Do you think I'll believe your lousy lie? Before I found you, I had already ended Xu Bo's life with my own hands. I know that you don't have any strength to fight me now."
The serious expression on Xu Yu's face finally collapsed, replaced by panic.
Xia Qiluo felt that in the past, she must have been crazy. She actually believed their lousy lies without a doubt.
Looking back, she felt that she had been a fool in the past.
Xu Yu looked flustered. "Qiluo, I'm not lying to you. You…"
