Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

Along the way, they encountered a few not-so-strong blocking forces sporadically, and the three easily fought over them.

It was already the last night of entering Qianze Country, and the Qixing River was in front of them, and they could even hear the sound of the river flowing in the place where they were camping now!

After nightfall, Han Weiyang sat by the campfire under the tree, meditating. . .

Lying on the mound, Wutong looked at the stars in the sky, and sighed, "This reminds me of the three of us fighting piranhas in Luofu Cave, and crossing the formation of ten thousand poisonous bees... It was really exciting at that time."

Zhuge Canglan lay side by side with him, "Isn't it exciting now?"

Wu Tong curled her lips: "It's exciting, but it can't be compared to that time. The people I met along the way are all cowardly."

"Really? But I think... it's more exciting now than it was then!!!"

Back then, their three goals were only to survive in Luofu Cave, and everyone had the same goal, so...they didn't have any grudges against each other.

But now... everyone has their own plans, each has their own ideas, and there has long been a gap between each other, and everyone is no longer the time in Luofu Dongtian. . . . .

In a word, people's hearts are separated from each other, and no one can trust anyone except themselves!

Wutong scratched his head and looked at Zhuge Canglan in confusion, excitement?Dealing with an enemy who can kill him with one move, is this exciting?

Zhuge Canglan closed his eyes and stopped talking to Wutong. The night in late autumn was already very cold, and the cold air brushed against his exposed face, making his heart very cold.

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In the middle of the night... there was silence all around, and occasionally I heard two calls of insects!

Han Weiyang seems to be very sure that there is no danger around him, and he has completely entered the state of sitting, without self or intention...

Zhuge Canglan was lying on the ground wrapped in a thick fur, wondering if he had fallen asleep. . .

Indus... his eyes are always open, his expression is very complicated, wandering, entangled, confused, doubtful, and at a loss...

The moon in the sky was covered by clouds for a while, and it was revealed for a while. Indus watched for a long time, so long that he didn't notice that Zhuge Canglan suddenly rushed towards him silently. . . .

When Wutong felt it, his mouth was suddenly tightly covered by a cool and soft little hand.

He stared at Zhuge Canglan with wide eyes, not knowing what she was going to do.

Zhuge Canglan leaned down, lying next to Wutong's ear, and said with a volume that only two people could hear: "Don't bark, come with me..."

Wutong swallowed, his body seemed to be stiff like a stone, unable to move at all.

The girl's body fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose, and when she spoke just now, the hot air sprayed out made his ears turn red.

Zhuge Canglan glanced at Han Weiyang, pulled up the parasol tree, "Let's go..."

In the night, the figures of the two were like ghosts, suddenly floated far away, and disappeared in an instant. . . .

Zhuge Canglan took Wutong's hand and ran for twenty miles, and stopped when he came to the bank of the Seven Star River.

In the night, the dark river flowed eastward. Standing on the bank of the river, Zhuge Canglan, who was blown by the night wind, was completely chilled.

Zhuge Canglan let go of Wutong's hand, put his arms around his chest, and turned his head to stare at him for a moment.

Wu Tong looked at the loosened hand, feeling a little lost in his heart, he suddenly didn't dare to look into Zhuge Canglan's eyes, lowered his head, and asked somewhat stammeringly: "You... what do you want from me?"

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