Xiao Wu remained kneeling where she was, motionless.
When Qian Renxue walked up to her, Xiao Wu's eyes were empty, like two dried-up wells.
She looked at Qian Renxue, yet seemed to see nothing at all. Her lips were slightly parted, but no sound came out. Her mind was blank. Tang San's final words still echoed in her ears.
But she could no longer run. She no longer wanted to.
Tang San was dead.
She had watched him fall off the cliff, his chest caved in and his mouth full of blood. She had watched the Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus explode, its flames engulfing half of Qian Daoliu's body.
She had watched the person who had stayed beside her all the way from Holy Soul Village to this day vanish into the darkness.
What was the point of living anymore?
"Brother San..." Xiao Wu's lips moved, her voice as faint as a wisp of smoke, scattered by a breath of wind.
Qian Renxue raised her right hand.
The light of the Six-Winged Angel gathered in her palm, golden and sacred.
She did not hesitate. As far as she was concerned, Xiao Wu had undergone a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast Transformation and was an accomplice of Evil Soul Masters.
These people from Shrek hunted Evil Soul Masters and absorbed their soul power essence. They were no different from Evil Soul Masters themselves.
They deserved to die.
"Don't become an Evil Soul Master in your next life," Qian Renxue said.
A golden pillar of light shot from her palm and pierced Xiao Wu's chest.
Xiao Wu did not dodge.
She did not even look at Qian Renxue.
Her eyes remained fixed on the cliff, on the place where Tang San had fallen. When the pillar of light pierced her body, she merely swayed