Guihai Chengtian smiled bitterly. "You don't forgive me, you are not willing to forgive me... Forget it, hate is all. At least in this life, you can occasionally think of me, just like, enough." After that, a large amount of blood came out of his mouth. Now, he was really at the end of his rope.
Treading on the snow and panicked, stretching out his hand to wipe away the blood that flowed out from the corner of his mouth. The sea-stabilizing sky grabbed his Treading on the snow and the corners of his mouth moved. However, his voice was just too soft, unable to hear it clearly.
"What did you say?" Asked the Snow-treading Realm.
"..." He retold the words again, but unfortunately, his voice was still very low. He only vaguely heard some single sounds on the snow, but he didn't know what he
