The tighter Wan Shanhan hugged her, the colder his heart felt.
Because Sui Xue's arms were around him from behind.
She hugged him tightly, but Wan Shanhan could not feel the touch of being embraced at all.
His five senses were gradually fading.
The speed of bone dissolution seemed to be faster than he expected.
At least a few years, at most decades.
He will soon lose all feeling.
Start with touch, then smell, taste, and then vision.
Finally, it completely turned into a white skeleton of a walking corpse.
With such a fate, how can one shoulder the sincerity of others?
Wan Shanhan sighed, feeling that he was selfish and despicable.
People like me are not worth keeping in mind.
Not worthy of being entrusted.
Wan Shanhan sighed softly, ruffled Sui Xue's hair, stared into her eyes, and then gently kissed her.
He thought Sui Xue's eyes were very beautiful.
If we don’t get close to each other now, I’m afraid there will be no chance in the future.
Sui Xue felt the warm touch on her eyelashes, her eyes paused for a few seconds, and then she reacted and gently rubbed Wan Shanhan's chin with her forehead.
Then she just held him in her arms, looking at each other in silence.
Wan Shanhan closed his eyes, and the hand holding Sui Xue gradually lost strength, hanging in her arms like a butterfly with broken wings.
"How are you?"
Sui Xue held his waist with one hand and asked with a frown.
The person in his arms just curled his lips, smiled faintly, and said, "I'm so tired."
Then he nestled in Sui Xue's arms, his body shivering slightly.
Looking at his increasingly paler cheeks, Sui Xue was still worried.
On the one hand, he promised Mieming that he would return to his sight after an hour.
On the other side was Wan Shanhan, who was barely breathing and didn't know when he would kick his legs.
Sui Xue hesitated for a long time.
With a sigh, guilt and heartache took over my mind.
In the end, no step was taken.
It’s better to slide down and destroy Ming next time.
After all, the person in front of me.
But it really is true that we see each other less and less.
On the other side, Mieming, who was stood up, looked increasingly gloomy.
With a sneer, he didn't care about the pain in his chest wound, picked up a willow branch and was about to move forward.
However.
Suddenly, an extremely domineering and sharp sword energy came from the air.
Mieming subconsciously tried to dodge sideways, but his speed could not keep up with the man's murderous intent, and he was hit hard on the back by the knife.
He frowned, not feeling any pain, but rather frightened.
His martial arts skills are famous for his flexibility and agility.
The person coming was much faster than him.
Although there is a delay due to injury, even if there is no injury.
He may not be able to match the skills of the person who came.
He couldn't think of anyone else with such terrifying martial arts attainments, except for that brainless dead dog that only knew how to bark madly.
With a muffled groan, he vomited a mouthful of blood.
Mieming slid along the ground and hit a tree.
"As I recall, we are allies."
The corners of his handsome eyes were slightly raised, and he was obviously beaten badly, with blood splattering all over the floor, but he still maintained a frivolous and lazy expression.
From this perspective, the bloodstains seemed to be a blessing, making him look even more chaotic and ghostly, with a beautiful demonic aura emanating from his entire body.
"ally?"
Jian Zhaoshuang walked out from the darkness.
The pair of black almond-shaped eyes that originally seemed to sparkle with youthful clarity were now gloomy and frightening.
"I treated you as an ally, but you hugged the person I liked and kissed and nibbled on them?"
Mieming raised his eyebrows, understanding.
She yawned casually, rested her right arm behind her head, and looked at him playfully.
"So you've been eavesdropping for so long?"
After saying that, he glanced at him with a mocking expression.
"And you waited until the leader stood me up before showing up? Are you afraid—"
"Are you afraid that if you hurt me, she will feel bad?"
The secret was undoubtedly revealed.
The seed of inferiority in Jian Zhaoshuang's heart instantly sprouted.
He swung his right hand with all his strength towards Mieming's face and punched him hard.
"Isn't it because of this face that you please her?"
"Didn't you say you wanted to conspire with me to deal with Wan Shanhan and get rid of everyone around her one by one?"
"You're lying!"
Mieming took a punch, but instead of showing any cowardice or anger, he smiled even more.
Instead, it makes people feel cold in their hearts.
"Can you use your brain?"
Mieming sneered and said contemptuously.
"Don't you think about it? Compared with the three of us, what is your advantage?"
Jian Zhaoshuang was stunned for a second and subconsciously wanted to answer, but suddenly reacted and glared at Mieming fiercely.
"Why should I answer you?!"
"You've tricked me so many times!"
"I'm not stupid, how could I fall for your trick—"
A quarter of an hour later.
Jian Zhaoshuang sat in front of Mieming, wagging his tail like a dog, sitting obediently.
In his previous life, martial arts were always the most important thing and he used violence to conquer others.
But after he met Mieming, he realized how important it was to have a brain.
During this quarter of an hour, Mieming analyzed the political situation of the fox tribe and Suixue's psychology and inner personality.
The analysis is fluent and well-reasoned.
Jian Zhaoshuang didn’t know whether it was correct or not, but it sounded very reasonable, powerful and convincing.
If the snow falls here again, I will definitely sigh.
Mieming is really a good candidate for sales.
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