The last glimmer of hope that Lin Bei had left was also shattered.

Jiangdu and Qingzhou are no different.

The whole world, like the scene in the movies of the last days of the last days, was desolate and deadly.

Lin Bei came outside the Su family mansion in Jiangdu.

However.

The entire Su family's place was not even ruined.

There is only one large pit with a radius of several thousand meters, as if it has buried the entire Su House.

"I don't believe it, it's impossible, it's not true!"

Lin Bei hated and wanted to be crazy, and whistled to the sky.

"I must be dreaming."

"Wake up, wake me up."

Lin Bei roared.

He pointed to the sword and directly stroked his palm, wanting to see if he would feel pain. If he didn't feel pain, it proved that this was a dream.

All of this is illusory.

But.

The next moment.

Lin Bei was desperate!

The finger sword slashed across the palm of his palm, and a blood mark appeared. At the same time, a tingling sensation swept through his nerves.

He will hurt!

All of this is not false!
Chapter completed!