The Sun-shooting Bow that used to gallop across ancient times suddenly turned into a capricious villain.
Previously, he loved Tian Yi's realm to death, but now he just wanted to crush those four words and swallow them whole and spit them out again.
Because those four words filled his heart with questions that he couldn't resolve.
He wanted to ask Xie Yue, but Xie Yue was also in a state of distraction at the moment.
After some thought, the Sun-shooting Bow realized that the only thing he could do now was to mourn silently.
Mourn for Fu Jie.
This reincarnated Buddha child who entered the scene with a dazzling halo from Ling Mountain's first realm died too fast, too suddenly, too unworthy of the reputation he carried.
Why, when Xie Tian transformed into a scorpion tail and descended...
He didn't move at all?
Murmurs of terror?
Roars of despair?
Yet no resistance at all?
"Who the hell knows!"
