"Pu-chi--"
Accompanied by a muffled boom that echoed for miles!
A transparent arm was deeply thrust into Chen Yu's own chest.
Blood spurted wildly--
The middle-aged man in a red robe furrowed his brows.
"Madman... madman..." The pupils of the white-bearded old man shrank suddenly.
"Chen Yu..."
Far away, the young man in the duckbill cap, the long-haired man, Li Yao, and others were all dumbstruck like chickens.
Everyone who witnessed this scene was dumbfounded.
They couldn't believe he was so ruthless.
To say he would commit suicide, and then do it.
Without a second's hesitation...
"Hehehe." The corners of Chen Yu's mouth lifted, his pure white pupils flashed ferociously, and he suddenly yanked his hand out!
He pulled out a huge, bright-red, still vigorously beating "lump of flesh".
"Thump."
"Thump."
With each beat, the mass of flesh spewed out a tsunami-like surge of blood, staining every wisp of breezing wind red.
"To sacrifice one's heart for humanity."
"Pu-chi!"
