"Am I dead?"
Ling Xiao opened his eyes, only to find that everything around him was darkness.
He thought he had already entered the Underworld.
All around was bone-piercing cold, as if he were lying inside an Ice Coffin.
He had never been to the Underworld, so he wasn't very clear about his current situation.
But even if he really was dead, he would still fight his way out of the Underworld to take revenge on Lin Yuetian and An Fengyun.
"Boss, you're finally awake!"
Suddenly, a voice rang out, making Ling Xiao pause for a moment.
This voice was far too familiar—it was Ling Yan's.
Could it be that Ling Yan had been killed too?
Sigh, what a failure. He had originally thought at least Ling Yan could escape and avenge him in the future.
Looking at it now, they could only kill their way out from the Underworld.
"Ling Yan, don't be afraid. Even if us brothers are both dead, we can still cut our way out of this Underworld."
At any time, Ling Xiao would never give up hope.
