The howling wind blew into the room through the cracks in the window, ruffling the stray hairs on Xiao Wujie's forehead and revealing his eyes, which were filled with tender affection.
In an instant, a strand of hair, black as black, turned to snow.
Xiao Wujie stood up and gazed at her tenderly for a while.
She seemed even more beautiful, and her body had regained that warm and fragrant scent that captivated him.
He knew she would wake up soon.
However, he couldn't stay here with her and wait for her to wake up.
He wanted to eliminate some of the scourges before his magical arts wore off, even if it came at a price.
His eyes showed a hint of reluctance, but he still resolutely turned around and walked towards the door.
The moment he turned around, his face was cold and stern.
The moment the door opened, the anxious crowd waiting at the ward entrance rushed forward.
They instinctively wanted to ask what was going on, but when their eyes fell on the striking white hair on Xiao Wujie's forehead, they froze, their lips parted slightly, and they couldn't speak for a moment.
Xiao Wujie remained calm, his steps still exuding nobility, as he walked out.
Lu Zhufeng's eyes widened suddenly, and he shouted, "Where are you going?"
"kill."
His cold, emotionless voice echoed in the corridor. As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flickered and disappeared into the corridor.
Lu Zhufeng trembled, turned around, and jumped out of the window.
The vast snowstorm blurred his vision, and he roared angrily at the slender figure ahead, about to be swallowed by the snowstorm:
"She's set a trap for you. Can't you wait and see, let's discuss this further?"
Xiao Wujie paused for a moment and turned around.
"My magical abilities are about to run out."
"Old Lu, I have no choice."
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