I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

Seeing that things were not going well, Hei Xiazi hurriedly tried to pull the two apart, but Ling Xiao seemed to have some kind of obsession and was determined to strangle Xie Yuhua to death.

Just as Hei Xiazi was trying to separate the two, Ling Xiao somehow managed to make Xie Yuhua lean backward.

With a loud crash, Ling Xiao slammed heavily onto the ice. He felt his hands lose all strength. He saw Xie Yuhua being pulled up. There was some noise around him, and the faint voices sounded like Wu Xie and Fatty. Was Cheng Yu calling him? Ling Xiao wanted to hear, but he couldn't make out what he was saying.

What exactly did he feel? Ling Xiao couldn't answer. Was it because he was somewhat unwilling? Even though he knew that Hei Xiazi and Xie Yuhua were trying to cheer him up, he still felt terrible.

His heart ached so much. Why had he never heard Xie Yuhua sing a single line of her song? And why couldn't they wait until he died before discussing whether they should be together? He had already told Xie Yuhua from the beginning that he wouldn't stand in his way after he died, so why did they have to say that while he was still alive?

He's so useless, like a child who can't get candy. He gets angry over a lie and just sits on the ground crying like a rascal.

For the first time, Ling Xiao tasted the bitterness of jealousy, a taste that could drive one to madness.

The blood quickly spread, and Ling Xiao, lying on the ice, probably never imagined that he would one day bleed from all seven orifices.

Blood slid down from the corner of his eye, mixing with the blood flowing from the back of his head, and fell onto the ice.

It seems to be due to bloodline, the blood caused cracks in the ice, and the blood slid into those cracks, drawing a flower of the other shore with Lingxiao as the center.

The flower poured its blood into the ice coffin along the branch, and the skin of the corpse, which had been sleeping for an unknown amount of time, slowly began to regain its elasticity, as if it were undergoing a process of resurrection.

"Ling Xiao!" Seeing Ling Xiao's blood being rapidly drawn, Xie Yuhua tried to pull Ling Xiao up, but he couldn't budge him no matter what he did. Several people tried to help, but they still couldn't lift Ling Xiao up.

Even the wounds on Wu Xie's hands healed while he was helping.

In just a moment, the ice coffin seemed to stir; the corpse opened its eyes and began to scratch at the frozen coffin lid with its fingernails.

His fingernails, worn raw, healed quickly. He gradually became dissatisfied with only using his hands to scratch, and began to use both his hands and feet to smash his long-forgotten friend.

In his haste, the fat man picked up a Luoyang shovel and began to shovel into the ice beneath Ling Xiao.

However, this still had an effect; the crack that formed the spider lily broke open, and the blood was poured back in.

The air was no longer cold, and Wu Xie felt a little warmer. He thought he was just going crazy from being too cold.

The fragments of the red spider lily began to extend, slowly becoming fragmented. The area melted by blood turned into water, and Lingxiao sank into it.

Without a second thought, Xie Yuhua stepped in, trying to pull Ling Xiao up, without having time to consider what was going on.

All the ice began to melt, more and more water accumulated, and the melting speed increased. The water in the ice coffin also began to melt.

As if unable to contain itself, or as if unable to bear it any longer, the ground began to tremble, and a dividing line began to form from the cracks in the spider lily, as if to split the ice coffin open.

Several reactions combined, and the ice coffin was cleaved horizontally in two...