So, watching the two Qilin Spirit Beasts that had always accompanied him grieve so deeply, Lin Xuankong felt quite melancholic, yet he could only watch them silently mourn, unable to find words of comfort.
At this moment,
The Sixth Elder of the Qilin Race, who was being stomped underfoot by the Fourth Elder of the Ba Xia Race, suddenly started spewing blood uncontrollably and cried out, "Second Brother, Second Brother... Second Brother, what is wrong with you?"
This Sixth Elder of the Qilin Race obviously had a great relationship with the recently deceased Second Elder. Upon witnessing the violent death of the Second Elder, even though the Sixth Elder found himself in peril, he still couldn't help but lament. He obviously could not accept the fact that the Second Elder of the Qilin Race was dead, wishing desperately for that violently departed Second Elder to say a word, to move somehow...
