Who would have thought that Helian Rongruo was actually a member of the Nightmare Organization? Helian Rongruo has been rising in Kyoto for at least three years. If no one was behind the support, then Helian Rongruo, who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, would probably not have been able to make such a big situation at all.

Half of the dark forces in Kyoto are under control and have supernatural powers. No wonder Helian Rongruo doesn't put mortals like Qian Feng in his eyes at all. Rights, status, and financial power are just a joke in front of supernatural powers and have no effect. Helian Rongruo can see this very clearly.

After one night of bloody killing, Yipinju fell silent again, as if all this had nothing to do with them.

When the sun shone on the ground again the next day, Li Sisi finally woke up. Li Sisi hadn't slept with such a comfortable sleep for a long time.

Subconsciously stretched out his hand and gagged, Li Sisi's heart suddenly became lost again. Opening her eyes, turning on the quilt, looking at her intact clothes, Li Sisi sighed bitterly in her heart: Oh~~Do I don't even have the qualifications to sacrifice myself for you?

The most tragic thing in this world is not that I love you, but you don’t know. The most tragic thing is that you don’t even have the chance to love.

Disappointment, bitterness, speechlessness, tears flowing. Maybe this is Li Sisi's mood now. But there is no only love in life, life must continue, life must continue. After a simple wash and eating something, Li Sisi once again puts her experience in a new day of life.

There are not many people in this world who can take or let go. Li Sisi can't do it either.

Also in the hospital in Kyoto, when the first ray of sunlight in the morning tilted down, on the snow-white bed, a critically ill person began to keep moving his fingers, and his weak eyes slowly opened.

Then a surprise voice said, "Xiaoxian, you are awake!"

However, it was Wang Xixian who was lying on the hospital bed. Wang Xixian opened his eyes and slowly jumped. Looking at the old man with gray hair in front of him, a weak voice came from his throat and said, "Grandpa~!"

My voice was a little hoarse after being smoked, and it seemed that I had not recovered.

Wang Shanhe felt sorry for his grandson and hurriedly said, "Xiaoxian, don't talk, don't talk, your throat has been smoked, and you can't speak now."

Wang Xixian nodded, but still asked, "I'm still alive?"

The simple four words made the old man Wang Shanhe burst into tears and said: "Silly child, are you still alive, are you still alive?"

Wang Xixian nodded, tears couldn't stop surging, as if he had made up his mind, and was a little worried, saying, "Li Song, and Lao He, is it okay?"

Wang Shanhe nodded and said, "It's okay, it's okay, are they all alive?"

When Wang Xixian heard the news, he felt relieved and let out a faint sigh of relief. He stopped talking, but his eyes looked at the old man Wang Shanhe with apologetic expression. Tears kept flowing out of the corners of his eyes. After all, people are emotional animals, and no one is made of iron. Seeing his grandfather sitting in front of his hospital bed with gray hair, Wang Xixian was not in a good mood.

As if he saw his grandson's eyes, Wang Shanhe's dead-wood-like palm slapped Wang Xixian's palm and said, "Xiaoxian, just live, just live. Grandpa is still counting on you to support me in retirement? It's good to live, just live!"

Wang Xixian nodded heavily with tears in his eyes.

After walking through the gates of hell, Wang Xixian figured out many things and figured out many things. In the past, he was fearless and had no taboos. But when his life was truly threatened and he walked on the Naihe Bridge once, he saw it and nothing mattered. In fact, nothing mattered.

At this moment, two wheelchairs came in one by one, one behind, none other than Li Song and He Chuhuan. What’s interesting is that both of them were still sitting in wheelchairs. He Chuhuan was in front and Li Song was behind. The two looked at Wang Xixian who had woken up with a smile on their faces.

He Chu laughed and said, "Mr. Wang, congratulations, and congratulations to us, we are back from the Gate of Hell again!"

Wang Xixian forced a smile and pointed his finger at Li Song and He Chuhuan's wheelchairs, but didn't say anything. The smart He Chuhuan immediately understood and said, "It's okay, it's nothing, it's just a minor fracture. We will be able to stand up again soon!"

Wang Xixian smiled reluctantly, with a faint smile on his face. Mr. Wang Shanhe glanced at Li Song and He Chuhuan and said, "Xiao Li, Xiao He, Xiao Xian just woke up and needs rest now. We don't disturb him anymore, let him have a good rest!"

"Okay, Grandpa Wang!"

After making a face for Wang Xixian, He Chuhuan and Li Song pushed the wheelchair and finally left the ward. Wang Shanhe, the old man of the Wang family, also followed him out. The old man looked very stern and looked at Li Song and He Chuhuan and said, "Xiao Li, Xiao He, I have something to ask you!"

Li Song immediately smiled and said, "Grandpa Wang, what do you want to ask?"

He Chuhuan was not Li Song. He felt a little excited and knew that the old man must ask about the car accident. His eyebrows subconsciously tightened.

Mr. Wang snorted coldly and said, "What did you three do? I have asked the doctor. You didn't drink before the accident. Since you didn't drink, how could such a major traffic accident occur? When I went to the scene, the trajectory of the car was simply incomprehensible. Even if Xiaoxian didn't have a driver's license, he couldn't drive on that route! You are the parties involved in this matter. Tell me, what was going on at that time?"

He Chuhuan stammered and said, "This, that, us, we..."

Mr. Wang pinched his eyebrows and said, "Tell the truth!"

"That day, we originally wanted to go to Master Liao's house that day, but later, we didn't expect it..."

Before He Chuhuan finished speaking, a hoarse voice spread throughout the hospital again. Wang Xixian's voice was very scary, panicked, and at a loss, and even made people creepy: "Ghost, ghost~ Master Liao, it's not me who harmed you, it's not me who harmed you, don't look for me, don't come to me!"

When Wang Shanhe heard this, he rushed into the ward, and Li Song and He Chuhuan rushed in. Wang Shanhe saw nothing, but just asked in confusion: "Who pretends to be a ghost?"

However, Wang Shanhe didn't see it, but Li Song and He Chuhuan saw it. It was not Master Liao who was bleeding, disheveled, wearing Taoist robe. Who was it?
Chapter completed!