Seeing Lin Shanshan standing energetically before him, Luo Xiu's eyes glistened with mist, feeling as if he was dreaming, so unreal.
"Shan Shan, you have finally returned..."
But before he could embrace his beloved daughter, he suddenly spotted Ao Si on the other side, immediately flashing over.
"Elder Ao!"
Luo Xiu hurriedly crouched down, ready to transfer the Fortune-Forming Power to Ao Si.
At this moment his body trembled, his reddened eyes dared not look at Ao Si's lower half.
Because Ao Si's lower half had already turned to ashes!
Ao Si slowly lifted his aged, withered hand, gently grasping Luo Xiu's hand, showing a smile on his face as he looked at this father and daughter before him.
"Your Majesty, it's unnecessary, this old soul is already... beyond saving."
Hearing this, Luo Xiu lowered his head, the hand placed on Ao Si's chest clenched tightly into a fist.
He actually understood that at this point, no amount of Fortune-Forming Power could save Ao Si.
