Female killer crossing into money-losing goods: Perfume Princess

Chapter 546 Injury (7)

In the quiet night, even the moonlight hid in the clouds, refusing to come out for a long time.

The moonlight this night was extremely faint.

Winter is approaching, and the weather is getting cold, especially the cold wind in the middle of the night, which is a bit icy cold.

The devil crocodile pool in Prince Hao's mansion has long since lost half of the devil crocodiles, leaving only a pool of muddy water. The stone walls beside the pool have collapsed a lot, all of which show how tragic the fight was once here.

At the edge of the pool, heart-rending screams resounded in the cold night, and the little black shadow of the little short hand wandered around the crocodile pool, weeping softly.

It completely lost the sense of its master in its mind, as if the master had disappeared between the world,

The little short hand has been with Tang Duomi since he was born. Even if he was thrown into the spirit animal bag by Qingfeng recently, he still maintains a certain connection with his master in his mind.

But since Tang Duomi fell into the Devil Crocodile Pool, the connection between it and Tang Duomi seemed to be cut off by an invisible hand, and he could no longer sense the existence of the master's breath.

The little short hand looked at the muddy water under the pool, tears rolled in his golden eyes, and he kept screaming towards the pool, as if he wanted to call his master back.

Its weak shadow sat alone on the rock, crying while wiping tears with its two little hands, it was very pitiful.Like a child abandoned by his parents, helpless, not knowing what to do, his heart is full of thoughts and hopes for his relatives.

Qingfeng walked to the edge of the pool, embraced the little short hand, and stroked the soft hair of the little short hand with his fingers.His face was covered with scars from being scratched by the devil crocodile, which was very frightening in the dark night.

The little short hand grabbed Qingfeng's sleeve, looked at Qingfeng with tearful eyes, and meowed softly twice, as if asking: Where is the master?Why not?
Qingfeng hugged the little short hand in his arms, palmed into a fist, trembling slightly.He choked up and said to the little short hand: "Tell me, Xiaomi is still alive, right? You have her imprint of blood and life. If she is gone, you will not be alive. Now that you are fine, she must It's good too, right?"

He looked at the still lifeless deep pool, and murmured, "If you're still alive, can you tell me where you are?"

The murmured voice was filled with endless sadness and sorrow, and every time he thought of the last scene he saw, when she fell helplessly into the bloody mouth of the crocodile and was ruthlessly devoured, his heart ached so much that he couldn't even breathe. With a sting.

(End of this chapter)