Heavy Rock and the other two sat down cross-legged on the spot to tend to their wounds.
Sikong Jing walked back into the secret realm step by step. The moment he stepped inside...
Sikong Ling suddenly raised her head and called worriedly, "Brother..."
Her eyes were bloodshot. Clearly, she had learned what had happened to their father and mother and was heartbroken. She was even more worried about her brother's battle outside—the old man in beast hide was simply too terrifying.
Yet after crying out, she asked in delighted surprise, "Brother, you've returned to human form?"
Earlier, she had been saddened that her brother still looked like a Magic Beast. Now that she saw him in human form, she was naturally overjoyed.
But immediately after, she said crisply, "Brother, you're so badly hurt."
Those repeated cries of "Brother"...
Brought a knowing smile to Sikong Jing's face. Looking at his father and mother's two War Puppets, he sank into memories of his childhood. Back then, after he had beaten up several older children, his little sister had followed him around calling, "Brother this, Brother that" just like this...
At the time, their father and mother had watched from the side. And now, they were watching too.
Only, what stood before him now were merely spiritual projections of their consciousness.
Sikong Jing walked over gently and could not resist pinching Sikong Ling's little cheek. Smiling, he said, "Brother's fine. Brother has already taken care of the bad guys."
His tone was just as it had been when they were children, carrying that same assurance: with Brother here, there was nothing to fear.
At once, Sikong Ling began crying again.
Sikong Jing gently stroked his sister's head and said solemnly, "Don't worry. Brother will definitely defeat every bad person. When we were little,