Hu Da'an's hands and face were covered in blood, sweating profusely as he was about to complete the first Medicine Pill.
Suddenly, a stranger's voice sounded in his ear. He belatedly realized the noise of fighting had stopped, and his heart skipped a beat as his mind buzzed. He turned around numbly.
A young, unfamiliar face was looking at the half-formed Medicine Pill in his hand with a smirk.
"Gulp!" He swallowed, unsure of what to say, feeling a chill on his neck. Then Hu Da'an saw the distant mountains, the nearby collapsed palace, and his own body curled up behind the ruins. Only then did he realize his head had already rolled off.
He opened his mouth, spraying blood, his increasingly blurred vision catching Hu Jun's lips curled in a cold smile.
So that's how it is!
In the last moment of Hu Da'an's life, he suddenly understood why Hu Jun, despite having Medicine Pills, didn't let him take one, but it was already too late.
