Su Xun Wakes

Perhaps the first monsters they had encountered had all shown them a friendly side: the one that had helped Little Man Tian Xing, and the ones that stayed by Xiao Xiao's side.

Even though Zhao Luzheng found Taotie terrifying, that was all it was: terrifying.

When Taotie perched on Xiao Xiao's head and looked down at him coldly, it seemed more contemptuous than anything else.

It hadn't hurt anyone, nor had it harmed anyone.

And compared with the pitch-black, ferocious Taotie, Feifei—with its snow-white coat accented by red demonic patterns and its beautiful silver-blue eyes—made monsters seem more wondrous than cruel and savage.

So, in their eyes, monsters were more like legendary marvels of nature, wondrous beings filled with spiritual energy.

They all thought Xiao Xiao was lucky to be able to see monsters.

They all hoped to see one with their own eyes, too.

But they had forgotten that monsters were even better known for their cruelty and mercilessness.

What had happened to Su Xun struck them like a wake-up call, making them suddenly realize this with startling clarity.

Zhuge Yun opened and closed his mouth several times before finally managing to force out, "Um, is Su Xun all right?"

"He'll come to terms with it."

Xiao Xiao didn't answer Zhuge Yun's question directly. "The dead are gone."

"Those who are still alive have to keep living as well as they can."

"That's what the departed would want, too."

"Oh, right."

Zhuge Yun and the others nodded.

They knew, of course, that after something like this, how could Su Xun possibly be all right?

They could tell from the fact that he'd remained unconscious, unwilling to wake.

Wait. Zhao Luzheng furrowed his brows and asked hesitantly, "Third Brother, you mean... Su Xun's mother died two years