The night is dark.

Ye Chen is still in a coma.

His injuries have recovered most of his injuries, and even his cultivation has increased a lot. The surrounding corpses and blood have been covered by the ruins.

Soon, a simple little girl with a bundle of wood on her back passed by.

The little girl is thirteen or fourteen years old and is a low-income household in a nearby village.

There is only grandpa at home, a paralyzed father in bed, and her.

In order to reduce the burden on her family, she would carry a bundle of wood home after school every day.

She often comes here to see plum blossoms.

This is her greatest enjoyment in the end of the day.

But at this moment, she was stunned, the plum blossom trees were gone, and the beautiful house was gone.

"This...what happened here?"

Suddenly, she noticed something and hurriedly walked over.

When she saw Ye Chen lying like this, she hesitated for a long time, and still stretched out her hand and tapped Ye Chen's nose.

"Fortunately, you're alive."

"Brother, wake up, can you hear me?"

The little girl pushed.

But Ye Chen, who was unconscious, had no reaction.
Chapter completed!