aircannonsinc Chapter 232 9th Level Hell 11
Chapter 232 9th Level Hell 11
Shen An looked at Yueya's body but could do nothing.
She collapsed and knelt on the ground, covering her face in pain, tears streaming from between her fingers.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... It's all my fault... If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be dead... I'm a disaster... I'm a disaster..."
Shen An burst into tears, "I'm sorry... I wronged you..."
It turns out you didn't leave me because you moved away...
Tears as big as beans fell drop by drop on the ground, leaving dark gray spots.
sorry.......
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Shen An opened her eyes and found her face wet. She raised her hand and touched it, and found that she had been crying.
She sat up slowly. It was bright all around her, and there was nothing on this floor.
She turned around and saw Yu Nian lying next to her. He must have also entered the illusion.
Everything that had just happened was playing in front of her eyes like a movie, and every detail and every emotion was so clear and profound that she was still deeply trapped in the endless vortex of sadness. The pain surged like a tide, almost drowning her completely, making her feel suffocated and even breathing became extremely difficult.
She covered her face tightly with her hands, trying to calm the surging emotions in her heart. At the same time, she secretly thought to herself that she must wait until Yu Nian woke up before leaving here.
However, just as she was trying her best to control her emotions, a soft and slightly trembling call suddenly reached her ears: "Sister..."
This voice hit Shen An's heart like a heavy hammer, causing her body to tremble violently involuntarily.
"Sister... do you finally remember me?" As the words fell, the young man in pink clothes appeared silently in front of her like a ghost.
Shen An slowly raised her head, and the moment her eyes met the young man, she froze as if struck by lightning. Luo Hong was covered in shocking blood, and the bloodstains seemed to be blooming on his body like sad and enchanting flowers.
There was not a single intact inch of his exposed skin. Some parts were torn and some were bruised and swollen. It looked horrible.
The blood on Luohong's body was like an extremely sharp dagger, ruthlessly piercing deep into Shen An's heart, making her heartbroken.
At the same time, the heartbreaking figure of Yueya before her death appeared uncontrollably in her mind and she couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard she tried.
"Crescent moon..." Shen An muttered to himself subconsciously.
When the pink-clothed boy heard Shen An shout out the name "Yueya", he was stunned for a moment, and then an indescribable joy appeared on his face. This joy was so pure and strong that he seemed to have completely forgotten the great pain he had endured, and even his originally dim eyes suddenly became bright and dazzling, like the most dazzling stars in the night sky.
"Sister!! You remembered me!" Luo Hong was overjoyed, her voice trembling with excitement. She was so ecstatic that she wanted to run to Shen An immediately and hug her tightly, just like she used to act like a spoiled child. However, just as he was about to move, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind - he was covered in blood.
He stopped abruptly as if he was cast under a spell. Then, he hurriedly pulled up the corner of his clothes and wiped the shocking blood on his arms and hands. Every time he wiped, he was filled with deep fear and uneasiness, as if he wanted to erase those traces that might frighten Shen An.
"Sister... I didn't mean to miss the appointment that day. I was waiting for you on the bench early." Although Luo Hong had tried his best to clean up the blood, the strong smell of blood still lingered in the air. He explained anxiously while carefully observing Shen An's expression, fearing that she would have the slightest misunderstanding of him.
"I know..." Shen An raised her head slightly, trying to hold back the tears that were about to burst out, but her slightly trembling voice still betrayed the surging emotions in her heart. Her eyes were firmly fixed on Luo Hong, full of pity and guilt.
"Sister, aren't you angry with me?" Luohong looked at Shen An anxiously. His eyes were like a frightened deer, full of helplessness and confusion, as if he was waiting for Shen An to give him the final judgment.
"How could I be angry? It's my fault..." Shen An muttered to herself, and the crystal tears finally slid down her cheeks uncontrollably. She stared at Luo Hong's miserable appearance covered in blood, and her heart ached. At the same time, the scene of Xiao Yun lying in a pool of blood involuntarily emerged in her mind, which made her heart ache.
She hated the mastermind behind all these tragedies, but at the same time she couldn't help feeling heartbroken for the scars in front of her.
On one side is his cat, and on the other side is Xiaoyun, who is like a sister to him.
Shen An collapsed and squatted, holding his head in pain.
"Don't come over here!" Shen An shouted in despair.
Luo Hong heard Shen An rejecting her approach and thought she was angry with her, so she quickly explained: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to not wait for you. I was just caught by those cat abusers. I didn't mean to break the appointment. Sister, don't be angry, don't be angry, okay..."