I'm only three years old, how could it be a world-ending catastrophe?

Lu Yao's words, spoken with difficulty and choking back tears, were like a rusty, dull knife, cutting into Jiang Luo's small heart again and again.

His sister...

after……

I can't pinch his cheeks anymore...

I can't buy him snacks anymore...

I can never... call him Lolo again...

Never again...

Watching him grow up...

His sister...

Gone……

An indescribable mix of bitterness and anger welled up in his nostrils.

Jiang Luo could no longer hold back, and tears welled up in her eyes.

He held Lu Yao's body and cried out for the first time.

"sister……"

"Sister, wake up..."

"Please...please don't leave me..."

He kept shaking the person in his arms, his voice filled with sobs and despair that he himself was unaware of.

Can……

His sister, however, did not respond to him as usual.

My sister's hand hung limply, motionless.

At this time.

A series of heavy, somewhat unsteady footsteps came from outside the door.

Jiang Luo slowly raised her head, her bloodshot eyes looking towards the doorway.

It's Zhong Yu.

He was covered in blood, his rock-like skin was cracked, and a huge fist-shaped mark on his chest was so deep that bone was visible. He looked extremely miserable.

But on his face was a morbid, manic smile.

When he saw Jiang Luo in the living room, holding Lu Yao's body and with tears streaming down his face, he was stunned for a moment, and then the smile on his face became even more cruel.

"Oh? You little bastard, you're finally back?"

Zhong Yu's gaze swept over Jiang Luo, then landed on Jiang Hongming and the others lying in pools of blood behind him, barely alive. His tone was full of disdain.

"That's good, saves me the trouble of looking for it separately."

"Today, your whole family will go down and keep Old Qian company!"

Although he had been severely injured by Lu Yao, his strength was reduced to less than one-tenth.

But he didn't think he could do anything to a three-year-old kid.

I am, after all, an SS-level ferocious beast!

It's just a tiny thing!

What threat could it pose?

however……

The moment he took a step, his gaze met Jiang Luo's eyes, and he froze.

What kind of eyes were those?

Cold, hollow, devoid of any emotion.

It's like looking at a dead object.

Zhong Yu's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

But he quickly suppressed this inexplicable unease.

What kind of trouble can a three-year-old child cause?

Playing tricks!

"You little bastard, what are you looking at? Believe me or not..."

Before Zhong Yu could finish speaking, Jiang Luo's figure suddenly vanished from the spot.

next second.

Zhong Yu felt a blur before his eyes, and the small figure was already in front of him.

So fast!

Zhong Yu's pupils contracted sharply, and he instinctively wanted to back away and create distance.

But it was too late.

A small, chubby fist kept growing larger in his field of vision.

A hint of a cold smile still lingered on Zhong Yu's face.

He admitted that the little thing was fast, but its strength...

How much strength can a three-year-old child have?

He didn't even bother to block, letting the fist land on his chest.

boom!

A dull thud, not very loud.

Zhong Yu's smile froze instantly.

A terrifying force that he could neither comprehend nor resist emanated from that small fist and instantly pierced through his chest.

He slowly lowered his head, staring in disbelief at the large, bowl-sized hole in his chest.

The edges of the blood hole were smooth as a mirror, without a trace of blood.

All the flesh, bones, and internal organs were completely and cleanly wiped away by that one punch.

"you……"

Zhong Yu opened his mouth as if to say something, but only spat out a mouthful of black blood clots.

The life force within him was draining away at an alarming rate.

He could feel that the shadow of death had completely enveloped him.

"Laozi..."

"Fuck you!!!"

Jiang Luo let out a fierce shout, and her small hands suddenly grabbed Zhong Yu's huge, ferocious beast remains, tearing at them wildly as if venting her anger!

puff!

puff!

A hard stratum corneum, thick limbs, a massive head...

In Jiang Luo's small hands, they were as fragile as paper.

In just a few seconds, the three-meter-tall SS-class ferocious beast, the Wild Mountain Rhinoceros, was torn into countless pieces and scattered all over the ground.

Looking at Zhong Yu, who was now torn to pieces and lifeless, Jiang Luo felt no sense of relief.

His sister...

They can't come back.

Jiang Luo walked over and carefully laid Lu Yao flat on the sofa, then turned around and looked at Xu Heng, who was lying not far away.

"Uncle Xu, can you do me a favor?"

His voice was calm, devoid of any emotion.

But the more this happened, the more Xu Heng felt palpitations.

"Wh...what..." Xu Heng struggled, trying to get up from the ground.

Jiang Luo said, "Help me activate your domain, but don't activate any loop or rollback abilities. Just make sure the domain covers the entire neighborhood."

Xu Heng didn't know what Jiang Luo wanted to do.

But he didn't ask.

He simply nodded, forcing his severely injured body to muster the little strength he had left.

"【Loop Domain】, open!"

An invisible wave, centered on room 602, instantly spread out, enveloping the entire Chunjiang Garden.

Jiang Luo felt that familiar power before turning his head to look at the blood-red dragon coiled on the balcony.

"Jiahao".

Jiahao let out a low roar, and with a flick of his huge dragon head, he flung the rusty dagger he had snatched from [Ghost Face] in front of Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo bent down and picked up the short knife.

Then, carrying the dagger, he walked towards the gate.

Jiang Hongming watched his small figure disappear into the distance, his heart tightening. He quickly called out, "Luo Luo, where are you going?"

Jiang Luo didn't turn around, but simply said:

"Go upstairs!"

"Those beasts upstairs, they..."

"They are all accomplices."

"them……"

"They all deserve to die!"