C37

"Pa …" "Huala …"

After leaving the palace in a certain area, Gong Sheng was on the verge of going crazy. He had practically destroyed everything in the mansion that could be destroyed.

Looking at this strange young master, Guan Jiaquan suddenly felt scared. In the past, the young master was cruel and merciless, and he had never been this crazy before.

Gong Sheng picked up the last vase on the shelf and raised it above his head. His eyes were bloodthirsty and cold.

"Young master, I can't take that lying down. That is your most treasured Ghost Valley Green Vase." That vase was a Green Vase of the Ghost Valley of the Yuan Dynasty. It depicted Sun's master, Gui Valley, agreeing to go down the mountain to rescue Sun Pai and Dugu Chen, two famous generals of the Qi Empire who were trapped in the Yan Dynasty, after being repeatedly requested by the ambassador of Qi.

The current market value of this vase was several hundred million. Although his young master did not lack this little bit of money, it was the last one. If he were to smash it, it would result in one less.

Gong Sheng didn't pay any attention to him and just threw him out.

He rushed forward and without caring about what was on the ground, he stretched out his hand to catch the vase and then heavily fell onto the ground.

"Ah …" Tinky's old bones were almost shattered.

Tinch gasped at the pain of the many pieces of porcelain and glass stuck into his back.

"…" When the other servants who were hiding in the distance saw this, they couldn't help but feel pain for the steward. They wanted to go help the steward, but when they saw their young master, who was as terrifying as a King of Hell, they immediately retreated.

The palace saint glanced at the butler coldly. Slowly calming down, his eyes that were filled with hostility, he abandoned the butler and walked away.

Only then did the rest of the people rush to the steward, and hurriedly started to save him.

Sitting in the surveillance room at the back of the mountain, Gong Sheng looked at the screen in the forest and searched for a while before finding An Xin's figure.

She aimlessly walked deeper into the forest. Her body was thin and weak like a strand of her soul as she struggled to run.

Yes, he was running.

As Gong Sheng looked at it, his gloomy gaze grew heavy. Why was she in such a hurry to die?

A cold light shot out from his eyes. With his large hand on the controller, he quickly pressed a few keys. It was as if a layer of frost had formed on the corner of his mouth.

The sunlight shone through the green leaves onto her body, causing her figure to appear as if she was in an illusion. Her soul left her body, as though she was a fairy that did not exist in this world.

Suddenly, the little figure disappeared from the scene. Gong Sheng's heart tightened so hard that he could barely breathe. He quickly used the camera to search for a small figure that he could be at ease with.

After searching for a long time, Gong Sheng was still unable to find An Xin's emaciated figure. Immediately, Gong Sheng tensed up as an unprecedented feeling of fear swept across his heart.

He suddenly stood up and quickly ran outside.

In his mind, he saw An Xin's expression for the last time. Her beautiful face was completely pale, and her pair of clear eyes were empty. It was no longer as bright and lively as it used to be, as if it was a walking corpse.

At the same time, she did not have the slightest intention to survive when the last words from her were heard.

An Xin desperately wanted to die, so she walked inside with all her might. She could only hope that she would meet the pack of wolves sooner so that she could be free from them.

He no longer wanted to have anything to do with this world.

As she was walking, she suddenly fell into a black hole and slid down the hole. She didn't even have time to call for help before she fell unconscious.