"You can go. The woman's tone was cold, as if she had been wronged or had just experienced something unhappy.

Li Mai's heart was a little unbearable, maybe he offended her with something he just said, which made her unhappy. This woman is not only her own clan, but also her own savior, but in the future, she may still have a friendship with herself. For all women except Manman, it is actually no different in his eyes. But if this woman knows magic, or happens to be the object of her help.

Yes, Li Mai's mind at this time may no longer be pure.

"You saved me, and I deserve to repay it. Li Mai's eyes looked unusually determined, and it was even impossible to refuse.

The woman was stunned for a moment, as if she was very moved, but her tone immediately became sad again, "I live a good life alone, I have nothing to hope for, and I don't need your favor." Two lines of tears flowed from her cloudy eyes, and I felt pity.

Li Mai couldn't see the woman crying, and suddenly he even noticed that the woman in front of him had a slight resemblance to Manman. Since he had this feeling in his heart, he was very concerned about looking for this difference in this woman's body, and suddenly, he found it. It was the inadvertent reflection of the light on the side profile, and for a moment it even resembled Manman.

"Manman—" His eyes began to blur, and those that had been buried deep in his heart suddenly became like a fine piece of white jade sealed under the dust. The wind that peeled off the dusty memories swept away the scum little by little, and the jade left behind in the end suddenly shook its eyes.

The woman didn't speak, just gently stretched out her hand to him, and he seemed to be bewitched, and he could no longer control his body.

"Manman...," he murmured softly, as if to tell her all his thoughts. At that moment, it seemed that there were only the two of them left in heaven and earth.

The woman didn't struggle, just like a ball of soft cotton for him to squeeze at will, and even smiled faintly at the corner of her mouth. Li Mai didn't notice it, his eyes gradually blurred, and in his eyes, there was only Namanman's face. It's just that today's Manman is especially cold, like a lump of ice.

"It's okay, I'll warm you. His lips exhaled a white mist softly in her ear. It's just that he didn't notice that the temperature in this room was dropping dramatically.

"I'm so cold. The woman's shy voice came to his ears, and there was a hint of coldness.

"Don't be afraid, Manman, you have me, I'll give you all my temperature. He can't tell the difference between fantasy and reality, as long as Manman wants, he will give it, without reservation.

Suddenly, Namanman cried. Li Mai was still hugging her, startled by her sudden crying. He couldn't bear to see her tears, even if he secretly left Huangquan without telling her that day, it was because he didn't dare to look into her eyes and didn't want to see her crying. But Manman lost and regained, how could she lose again?

Manman felt his temperature, but his sad expression was only temporarily relieved.

He looked into her eyes carefully, and suddenly a very strange feeling rose from his heart, and what he saw in front of him became clearer little by little, and suddenly, he found that it was a pair of cloudy eyes!

"You, you!" he was a little incoherent, which was really ironic! Was he hypnotized just now? A prophet was hypnotized by another prophet, and he did such an unseemly thing? This is really unforgivable!

The woman lightly grabbed the clothes scattered on the ground, but did not put them on, but just lazily hugged them in front of her. The shadow of the bumpy figure was reflected on the cold walls.

Li Mai looked at her vigilantly, he didn't know what her purpose was, but he knew that he was not his opponent. He smiled coldly, no one else could put the Prophet to death, but he didn't say that the Prophet would not kill the Prophet.

But the woman didn't rush over and cut his throat as he imagined, but her face was full of sadness and loneliness. There was even a moment when he thought that everything that had just happened was just because he was not determined enough, and he forced others.

"I see. The woman's voice was slightly nasal, pointing to the door, "You can go, you can go at any time." "

Li Mai suddenly felt that she was wrong again, damn it! Obviously, she felt that she was similar to Manman, so she couldn't help it, but she didn't expect that she would impose her guilt on Manman. If he leaves at this time, wouldn't he be a scumbag? But in what capacity will he stay!

"You—" He didn't know what he was going to say, but he just felt like he had to say something good at the moment.

"Manman, is that the woman you love? The woman was already dressed, and leaned quietly against the wall, as if looking into the distance, and as if she was missing the past.

"Thank you. Li Mai didn't dare to make any eye contact with her, although her eyes were cloudy, but he knew that behind the cloudiness, she was looking at him intently.

Silent.

Only Li Mai's breath knotted into clumps of snow-white, rising and scattering.

"What's your name?" Suddenly, Li Mai couldn't stand the silence, because for some reason, he actually heard the heartbeat of two people in the silence just now. There seems to be a tacit understanding, and one is faster than one.

"Zhezhe. The woman replied softly, but Li Mai only felt that every word tugged at the heartstrings. "What about you?" asked the girl, her voice gentle.

"Plum wheat. He turned his head away from her, for he was suddenly afraid that he would not be able to control it again. This woman seems to have a magical power that will make him involuntarily seduced by her. Maybe this seduction was unintentional, but in this cold room, her silhouette like Manman seemed to be engraved in his pupils. So much so that every time I saw her face, it was like Manman sitting there, lonely and cold.

Manman waited for me to warm up.

When his mind was finally completely occupied by this thought, he finally realized that he was actually a scumbag. Because when the one in his mind told him that it was a woman named Zhezhe in front of him and not Manman, he would deliberately ignore it. The voice was still there, but he pretended not to hear it. Therefore, he understood that the fidelity of love did not defeat the most primitive thing called lust/lust in the end.

And Zhezhe doesn't seem to mind if he is a stand-in for the woman named Manman. Seeing that Li Mai's eyes began to become sluggish, she just greeted him with a smile. The two didn't say anything more, and they didn't even need to say anything.

The cold fingers lightly touched the warm skin, and Zhezhe's fingers shrank slightly, "You're so warm." Her breath was on his neck, and in an instant, his neck began to become cold.

"You're so cold. Li Mai grabbed her hand, and then slid his fingers from her forehead to her lips little by little. It's as cold as ever, but it's soft. Like Manman's lips.

Li Mai's throat was a little dry, and he stuck out his tongue to lick his lips gently, and then Zhezhe suddenly leaned over. Li Mai's brows furrowed, he didn't like women to be so active. In this way, it is not like Manman.

He pressed her under him and kissed her fiercely. The movements were not gentle, because he knew that the woman in front of him could never be his Manman, she was just a woman with a hint of Manman, and she didn't mind. Yes, she doesn't mind.

She just cut out her own Manman, from beginning to end, she was less than one-ten-thousandth of Manman. Therefore, there is no need for me to have a little pity for her.

The cold room didn't seem to be able to tell the time, and I didn't know how long it had been before Li Mai woke up again. His body was in pain, and he was a little blue from the cold. He dressed himself and walked out the door for the first time.

Outside the door, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant. He looked back at the door and was amazed that it was two different worlds.

There was no figure of Zhezhe around him, and he didn't plan to look for her. If she leaves, she will leave, and if she is still here, she will leave. Yesterday's madness, he didn't feel that he took advantage of Zhezhe, and he was not too nostalgic for women who were not reserved. There was even a moment when he felt how he could have become like this, and the scumbag would be justified.

I walked a few steps to the river to wash my face, but I was a little surprised to see Zhezhe fainting there. Her long hair was loose, her strands floated in the water, and her fingers were soaked in the river. The first reaction, he didn't run over to check, he just looked at her body coldly, and suddenly something called humanity swelled up in his heart, so he went to gently lift her up.

"What's going on?" he asked her, his tone unusually calm. Even when you see a stranger in distress, you shouldn't be so calm, not to mention that this woman was ..... with herself last night

Zhezhe slowly opened her cloudy eyes, and Li Mai knew that she had regained her senses. But she was so weak that he didn't expect it.

"I probably won't be able to. There was a faint smile on the corner of Zhezhe's mouth, like a gossamer.

"It's me?" his heart shuddered, and a sense of guilt arose spontaneously.

Zhezhe shook his head, as if he already knew what he was thinking, and a blush flew up his cheeks. Li Mai suddenly looked stunned, as if he had seen his own Manman.

"I'm terminally ill with poison in my eyes, and I'm dying. She said softly, lowered her head, and took out a book from the void bag and handed it to Li Mai, "I know you want to learn spells. I don't know what you're going to do, but the spells are all that our prophets can learn. I'll give it to you, so you can avoid detours. As he spoke, black pus began to flow from Zhezhe's eyes. She pushed him away, as if she didn't want him to see her now.

Li Mai began to falter again. He clutched the book tightly, knowing that if he left now, would he be in vain, and he carried her back to the cave without saying a word.

"Since you can't die for a day, I'll stay with you for one more day. It's a gratitude, but also a gratitude. "