Nirvana's wife is too black

Chapter 414 Time of Life

"..."

Bei Wenxuan was speechless, looking at Ning Hailan with a calm expression on his face, he suddenly felt that he might be a fool.

He obviously didn't need a tent, but he insisted on taking out two quilts bravely.

But she is a girl after all, right?

Thinking about it, he suddenly felt that it was inappropriate to describe this person as a girl. Who knows how old Ning Hailan is?
Maybe thousands of years old.

Bei Wenxuan shook his head, threw the quilt to her, and walked into the tent by himself.

As for what happened in the other tent, the two of them at this moment had long forgotten about it.

"Dancer?"

Asking again, Bei Muge frowned deeply, his deep eyes filled with worry.

Looking at the person in front of him, his finger suddenly turned into a sharp blade and cut his wrist.

The strong smell of blood made Ning Hailan outside lick her thin lips, and her eyes were reddened, as if she had touched something exciting enough.

Immediately, he closed his eyes.As if suppressing something.

Bei Wenxuan also smelled the faint blood lingering in the air, frowned and fell into deep thought through the isolated tent.

If there is no sound of fighting, then it means that there is nothing serious.

Bei Wenxuan thought truthfully.

They had no idea what was going on in Bei Muge and Feng Wu's tent at this time.

The nose was filled with blood, which made Feng Wu frowned dissatisfied.

His eyes moved slightly, but quickly fell silent.

Bei Muge's heart tightened even more. He had already lost too much blood, but now he cut his wrist again, and tried to wake up Feng Wu in the most stupid way like a fool.

But seeing her slightly moving eyes, her heart couldn't help but feel cold.

"Wu'er, wake up," Bei Muge whispered worriedly, and pulled Feng Wu to hug her tightly.

I'm afraid she won't wake up.

"Wu'er, wake up." Bei Muge said tirelessly over and over again, with a trace of tiredness in his eyes, his throat was full of hoarseness after he had lost too much blood, and his hoarse words seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

But that voice was lingering in my ears.

Feng Wu was still immersed in the world where catkins were flying, and everything in front of her was like a strange cage.

In a daze, as if he heard Bei Muge's murmured voice, his eyes moved, as if looking around, it was still blank.

"Where is this place?"

Feng Wu frowned, listening to the increasingly subtle voice in her ears, the voice of nostalgia and hesitation, the voice that made people jump with fear.

A voice that was so weak that it seemed to be about to disappear.

nobody.

nobody.

nobody!
Feng Wu who got this knowledge suddenly panicked. At this moment, she looked around for the source of the sound like a lunatic.

But besides white, white... nothing else.

I don't know how long it took, she was tired and tired, like a tired person who needs a moment of rest.

But she knew she couldn't.

Because the voice in my ears was about to disappear, tears flowed from the corners of my eyes, dripping into my palms and onto the ground.

Red, blood-like red dyed the world red, Feng Wu's pupils suddenly shrank, and the blossoming manjusawa were charming and charming.

Like blood on the shore.

tick...

Like rain, drop by drop, like the sound of rain, the eyelids moved, and Feng Wu's dazed eyes finally regained focus.

The strong smell of blood in the nostrils is about to disappear, and the sound of ticking is endless.

The mouth opened wide, and a pair of eyes stared at the person who had already let go of him. The tick-tock sound was falling from Beimu singer's wrist.

tick, tick...

It seems to be ringing the last time of life.

(End of this chapter)