The First Dude: Dark Emperor, Come To Fight!

The last straw in Ji Han's heart was completely dry, and he couldn't help but reach out and hug the person on the bed who could never come back, and cried softly.

He didn't cry loudly, didn't scream at the top of his lungs, and didn't break down emotionally. He just sobbed with trembling shoulders.

But the more he is like this, it means that he has reached the limit of sadness.

Even Ning Xi and Luo Yinhuang could feel the sadness coming from Ji Han, with an indescribable change in his aura.

Ning Xi knew that from today on, Ji Han would no longer be the positive and cheerful Ji Han he once was.

The two of them did not interrupt him, and after more than an hour, his mood calmed down a bit.

When Ning Xi saw this, he sighed and said, "My condolences!"

My destiny, which had already changed a lot, suddenly changed again. What went wrong?

Ji Han was silent for a moment, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Master Ning, can you help me check what happened to my mother?"

Ning Xi was also a little puzzled, "What happened today? When I left the day before yesterday, I saw that you all looked fine, and I even gave you a peace charm. Logically speaking, nothing could happen to her."

"And when your mother had an accident, weren't you by her side?"

According to how much Ji Han valued his mother, it was impossible for him to leave.

Ji Han closed his eyes, "I always sleep on the sofa in my mother's bedroom, but I don't know why I slept very deeply last night."

Then his face was full of pain, "When I woke up this morning, I found my mother lying in the bathtub, with her neck and wrists cut. It looked like she had done it herself, but I definitely don't believe she would commit suicide."

When he thought of his mother lying in the bathtub full of blood, his heart ached violently.

He covered his heart and said, "After you treated her, her consciousness recovered a lot for a period of time yesterday. Then she told me some things and made great expectations for our future life."

"But I didn't expect that today would be..." He couldn't say any more, covered his face, choked and sobbed again.

Ning Xi frowned, "Have you noticed anything unusual?"

"No! I was shocked by the situation in the bathroom. I called an ambulance and called you!" Ji Han's mind was still blank.

Ning Xi and Luo Yinhuang looked at each other, and then said to Ji Han: "I'll give it a try and see if I can restore the situation at that time."

"Do I need to go back to the villa?" Ji Han endured the grief. At this time, he just wanted to know the truth about his mother's death.

Ning Xi shook her head: "No, we can start now!"

Then she took out the talisman paper and folded a small figure, put Ji Han's mother's blood and hair inside, and then used a talisman pen to outline and inject spiritual power.

After a few moments, the little figure seemed to be alive, and he got out of the small crack in the window.

Ji Han was stunned when he saw this, and couldn't help but hold on to a glimmer of hope. He absolutely did not believe that his mother committed suicide.

Ning Xi went to the bathroom, and there happened to be a movable mirror inside, so she took it off.

Then communicate with the paper man.

More than ten minutes later, the paper man entered the villa's bathtub.

Luo Yinhuang's innate magical power is time, so he used his spiritual power on the mirror and conveyed it to the little paper man through Ning Xi's power, allowing him to use time retrieval.

After a while, the little paper man jumped into the bathtub full of blood, and a picture appeared in the mirror.