Hum, rubbing against him in an extraordinarily sticky manner.
"Okay... you can barely pass."
A soft smile fell on her head. He touched her head and said, "Si Si is a very important person to me. She is the first in my heart and is irreplaceable."
“...” She remained silent, but the corners of her mouth raised a little.
Like his gentleness, so she tried her best to get into his arms, wanting to shrink into his arms, so clingy.
“Don’t push me away, I’m cold…”
With the warm breath on his side, he did not push her away, but smiled softly and indulgently: "Si Si."
"Um?"
“Wake up.”
Yun Si was stunned: "What?"
"Wake up, don't fall asleep." The gentle voice sounded like coaxing a lazy boy who was lying in bed.
Be patient and gentle, touch her, kiss her face.
“Get up quickly. When you get up, can I give you a kiss?”
His voice was in her ears, inexplicably, and seemed to be in a far away place, low and ethereal, calling her softly.
A gust of cold wind blew by, a cruel wind that was erasing everything.
The big hand caressing her disappeared, the warm embrace she longed for disappeared, and the familiar and safe aura... also disappeared - she suddenly became so cold, so cold.
The cold made my teeth chatter, my limbs ached, and my headache felt like it was about to explode.
As consciousness returned, she suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes clear and translucent, but also a little dazed.
But even then, the moment the sharp dagger dropped from high and was about to pierce her fragile neck - she reacted quickly and firmly grabbed the person's arm, blocking it tightly so that the dagger could not penetrate. Enter half a point.
She was very weak, with a small face as big as a palm, as pale as paper and without any color.
There was cold sweat on her forehead, and the sweat wet the broken hair on her temples. The wet hair stuck to her plain white face, and her whole body looked as if it was about to break, weak and full. fold.
The dagger pressed against her neck became violent and trembling, trying to pierce her with all its strength.
Even though she knew that the situation at this moment was not good for her, she still held on tenaciously and tried her best to hold his hand and push the dagger out.
The stalemate was like this, Yun Si was about to gain the upper hand.
Ao Rui, who was standing a few steps away, looked at her stubborn resistance and smiled playfully, Chi Sha's eyes narrowed -
The controlled Suiluo's muscles suddenly surged, pushing the dagger stuck in the air forward one step.
The sharp tip of the knife instantly pierced her delicate skin, and drops of blood seeped out, dripping down her neck.
The sweet floral fragrance instantly filled the air. In this small space, the fragrance was so captivating that it made people's blood boil.
It's a good thing - the blood of the flower demon on the other side is a rare find in ten thousand years. If it were before, Ao Rui would definitely collect it carefully.
But now, he, who has always been impatient, is no longer in such a mood.
“Kill her, immediately.”
He issued the final death order.
The cold hands trembled slightly, and Yun Si's hand, which was almost frozen, almost lost its strength.
Severe corrosive pain came from her neck, and her lips were so dry that they trembled in pain. Almost no sound can be made.
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts as if my neck is about to break.
Even though the spiritual power in her body was desperately trying to help her heal and stop the bleeding, the knife could not completely heal her. (End of chapter)