However, Zhao Xuan's face was peaceful at this moment, which was completely different from his true death.

A figure was leaning against the edge of the coffin and cried.

It is Zhao Zinan.

"elder brother……"

Zhao Zinan's tears were dry, her face was covered with tears, and her eyes were red and swollen.

Except for the coffin, the surroundings are pitch black.

The temperature is extremely low, even higher than that in the extreme north.

Fang Yu looked at Zhao Zinan who was crying and found that her body... was actually in a state of blurring.

It's like it will completely dissipate at any time.

"Is this... Zhao Zinan's true will?" Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly and he immediately walked forward.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Zhao Zinan's delicate body was trembling very hard. She reached out to touch Zhao Xuan's face.

However, her hands were also shaking violently, almost out of control.

Fang Yu squatted beside Zhao Zinan.

Zhao Zinan felt Fang Yu's arrival and turned his head.

At this time, Fang Yu could see Zhao Zinan's eyes.

The originally bright eyes were already dull and even full of death.

"Brother Fang Yu..." Zhao Zinan spoke in a trembling voice.
Chapter completed!