Gurgle.
A large amount of blood gushed out of Dazhuang's mouth, interrupting the joke he was about to make.
Huizi cried until he was hoarse, and kept begging Dazhuang not to die.
"Brother Dazhuang, I haven't...haven't treated you to beef yet..."
Ning Fan's tears flowed down his cheeks.
He didn't even know he was crying; he was shedding tears without any awareness.
Ning Fan used to think that he would only cry when his mother left.
He never thought that he would cry for someone he had known for less than a day.
This feeling of suffocation made him almost unable to breathe.
It was like a stone pressing down on his heart.
Just over an hour ago, right here, Da Zhuang handed him a beef bone.
"Don't eat too much Yin dog meat, it contains too much miasma."
"You've risked your life, so treat yourself to something good. This meal is on me."
"Thank you isn't a tradition in this kennel of ours. Wait until you earn some Sora before you treat me."
"Brother Chuan said that you are smarter than us. We believe in Brother Chuan, so we believe in you too."
Dazhuang's eyelids had drooped.
After hearing Ning Fan's words, he picked it up with difficulty.
His eyes became increasingly cloudy, and although he was still spitting blood, a curve slowly formed at the corner of his mouth.
"Boy, I... I like you very much..."
Dazhuang tried to raise his arms, but he couldn't.
He turned his head with difficulty and looked at Lin Chuan again.
"Brother Chuan Chuan... I'm dead... From now on, our team... will have no shield... You... find another one..."
Before he could finish his words, Da Zhuang's eyelids became heavier and heavier until he could no longer lift them.
Ning Fan's ears were buzzing.
The black sword behind him was also trembling slightly.
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