Boheng's raised hand was slowly lowered, and the suppressive light on Gulliver's body also relaxed slightly.

"Brother, kill me, just like you killed my father!"

Gulliver's words haunted Boheng like a nightmare. Boheng seemed to see the thick black fog transform into a devil and pounce on him.

The ice-blue color in Boheng's eyes shattered in an instant. Memories that he didn't want to face flooded into his heart. He covered his head with his hands and couldn't stand ...