"Third Brother!"
"Third Uncle!"
"Master!"
"Elder County Captain!"
Song Ying, Song Jian, and Li Mubai, along with others, formed a circle, looking at Song Wu in the center, many were speechless and choked with emotion.
Song Wu lay on the ground, his white hair stained red with blood, the wound from the sword piercing his body still bleeding profusely, his Gang Qi dispersed, unable to maintain any longer.
"Third Brother, hold on, Father will save you, Father will definitely save you!"
Song Ying held his hand, her eyes red, unable to restrain herself.
Men shed tears lightly, only when deeply hurt.
"Who can escape birth, aging, illness, and death?"
Facing everyone's gaze, Song Wu smiled: "Fourth, the time has come, I will go ahead, you go back and tell the eldest brother not to grieve for me, dying on the battlefield is my lifelong wish, now fulfilled, no regrets, in the future we brothers will meet again below the nine springs."
