The pollutant had previously seriously injured Signus. At that time, Signus's white wings were torn and he lay in a pool of blood. Even though he has recovered from his injuries now, Cheng Fu's hands and feet become weak whenever she recalls that scene.
A little later...
If she had arrived a little later, Signus might not have existed in this world.
That moment was the first time Cheng Fu truly realized the biggest difference between the game and the real world of survival.
In the game, characters can be resurrected unlimited times and can be alive whenever they want, but after actually getting along with them, whether it is Signus, Xi Qiancheng, Xiao Wanyi, Ying Xue, Wen Gengting or Phil, each of them has become irreplaceable to him.
Since she knew there was a feasible method and had made the follow-up preparations, Cheng Fu would not hesitate.
Pollutant raised an eyebrow: "I really don't know whether to say you are not afraid of death or not afraid of pain..."
Cheng Fu pursed her lips: "How can I not be afraid? It hurts so much!"
Before she stabbed the dagger into her chest, she had to use a lot of strength to hold it, otherwise her hands would have shaken badly.
But Cheng Fu also said: "Although it hurts, I think it's worth it."
Cheng Fu really doesn't understand pollutants.
Sometimes, I feel that she is too strong, but the next second she will show her weakness.
It seems that every time I see her, she has a different look, which arouses Pollutant's curiosity. I want to know what kind of person Cheng Fu is?
It's just... quite interesting.
Temple Pollutant was a man of action, always doing what he thought of. He teleported in front of Cheng Fu, extended his finger, and lifted Cheng Fu's chin: "Then do you want to know... what my blood tastes like?"
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