The End Times as a Song

Chapter 325 He is dead

Li Luo followed Tu Shan Yan, unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes, and shouted angrily. Tu Shan Yan didn't even turn around to look at her, still focused on searching for Huan Ru Ge.

The air was filled with the lingering scent of Huan Ruge's body. Tu Shanyan sniffed it and called out to Li Luo.

"Hurry up, this way... If you keep dawdling, I'm really not going to wait for you..."

"Tu Shanyan, what are you saying? Don't forget what you promised me...?"

Li Luo crossed her arms over her chest and angrily turned her head away.

"Then hurry up. If you keep dragging this out, and something happens to Huanhuan, all the things I promised you will be null and void."

Tu Shanyan didn't tolerate Li Luo either. His temper flared up immediately, and he threatened her with the conditions he had previously agreed to without any explanation.

"Hey... Tu Shanyan, are you trying to back out...?"

Upon hearing this, Li Luo turned around anxiously and stared at Tu Shan Yan aggressively.

"Then it depends on whether you can help me rescue Huanhuan. If you can't, why can't I back out?"

"You dare...?"

"Why not..."

Li Luo angrily stepped forward and pointed at Tu Shan Yan, threatening him. Tu Shan Yan also lost his temper.

"I can't be bothered with you..."

Tu Shanyan anxiously looked around, searching, trying to continue tracking Huan Rugo's clues, ignoring Li Luo. Li Luo also turned her back, ignoring Tu Shanyan as well.

A gentle breeze blew by, and Tu Shanyan sniffed the air, faintly sensing Huan Ruge's scent.

"Strange... Huanhuan's scent disappears here...? What happened...?"

Tu Shanyan muttered to himself, his head lowered. He panicked even more and hurriedly ran towards the deep abyss forest not far ahead.

"Ah Yan, wait for me..."

Li Luo panicked and quickly followed. Tu Shan Yan kept sniffing. Another gust of wind blew by, carrying a strong smell of blood.

"Oh no, this smell is Huanhuan's..."

"Ah Yan, don't worry. This smell is strong. Although it smells like Huanhuan, it might not be Huanhuan's..."

"Blood, it's blood, it's Huanhuan's..."

Li Luo spread her arms to block Tu Shan Yan, trying to stop him, because the only thing in the air was a small amount of Huan Ru Ge's blood, and she was worried that it was a trap.

"Ah Yan, wake up! Listen to me, this could be a trap..."

Li Luo grabbed Tu Shan Yan's arms with both hands, trying to bring him back to his senses.

"Go away..."

Tu Shanyan's eyes were empty as he angrily shoved Li Luo aside. Li Luo stumbled and fell to the side. Tu Shanyan ran after the scent that lingered in the air, and Li Luo didn't dare to delay and immediately got up and followed.

After several searches, they finally found a pool of blood behind a huge rock, in which lay a dead weasel.

"Huanhuan...?"

Tu Shanyan looked at the weasel in front of him and murmured the name Huan Ruge.

Li Luo quickly caught up and, upon seeing the weasel, blurted out.

"Ratmen, how did they die here...?"

"The rat clan's clothes actually smell of Huan Rugo's blood. Could it be that Huan Rugo killed him...?"

Looking at the tragically dead Huang Wushang on the ground, Li Luo made various speculations.

“Ah Yan…”

She looked up at Tu Shanyan, only to see him open his hands, slowly place them on his head, and then on his chest. Immediately, a cloud of white mist appeared before her eyes, absorbing the blood remaining on Huan Ruge's body on the ground, and finally gathering into a drop of blood tear. A golden Big Dipper formation immediately appeared on the ground, like a compass, pointing the way.