The corners of his mouth still bore the bitter, salty tears left by QiongHua's farewell kiss, but where was QiongHua? Where was QiongHua? Where was QiongHua?
Call after call came from the depths of his heart, and Ning Cheng could no longer restrain himself, vomiting a mouthful of fresh blood, his violent aura rampaging even more crazily within his body, causing him to tremble violently.
A mysterious yellow aura dispersed from his purple mansion, like a cool, clear spring, instantly awakening the frenzied Ning Cheng.
Feeling the violent aura wreaking havoc inside him, Ning Cheng was startled; if not for the mysterious yellow aura just now, he might have succumbed to demonic possession or even self-destructed.
The madness in Ning Cheng's eyes gradually faded, but the intent to kill on his body slowly began to consolidate.
