The book cart was white and the two people staggered in front of the broken ruins.

Mu Xuehu frowned, this place gave him a very familiar feeling, stepping on this dry bloodstained place, the cleanliness habit was not guilty, and there was a sense of belonging.

Stretching out his hand, a small ball of magic suddenly floated over, and then jumped on his fingertips, like a naughty child greeting a family member who rarely came home once.

In an instant, this magic power merged into his divine consciousness, and the entire divine consciousness actually fluctuated, and that small mass of magic devoured the magic power in his body at an astonishing speed, assimilating those magic powers.

Mu Xuehu's whole person froze in place, and in the eyes of outsiders, it seemed that he was shocked by this ancient place, but the white eyes of the book car flashed, and he reached out and patted Luo Xiaoxi's shoulder, and fixed the person in place without moving.

Seeing that the momentum was not right, Phantom Moon and Rocky just wanted to move but were overwhelmed by an unknown coercion.

The book cart stepped on a brick on the ground, and a box suddenly appeared on the ground, and then the book cart took out a red black pill from the box, and without fear, under Mu Xuehu's fierce gaze, he forcibly moved Mu Xuehu's mouth away, and stuffed the pill between Mu Xuehu's teeth.

The lips touched by the fingers were surprisingly soft, and the book car was white, and his eyes looked at the anxious face of Mu Xuehu who wanted to spit out the elixir but couldn't spit it out.

Then even if the book car was white-hearted and firm, he couldn't frown and take a few steps back-Mu Xuehu's body trembled violently, and then bit his thin lip tightly, and the whimper leaked intermittently from between his lips and teeth, and blood continued to ooze from his body, while the surrounding magic power seemed to be guided by something, and quickly poured into Mu Xuehu's body.

Mu Xuehu only felt dizzy, his body twitched unconsciously, and his only dignity made him not let out a too miserable howl, but endured the pain like a beast, and kept whimpering.

Shuche Zibai pinched his fingers, closed his eyes and counted what it was, and then with a twist of his wrist, a white pill appeared in his hand, but Mu Xuehu struggled so hard that Shuche Zibai had to straddle Mu Xuehu's body to stabilize him, and then fed the white pill into Mu Xuehu's mouth.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Mu Xuehu's red eyes, and felt the elixir in his mouth melt away, Mu Xuehu shook his head straight, and actually threw off the mask tightly embedded in his face.

What was printed into the white eyes of the book car was not the elegant face, but a knife eyebrow, with a pair of uplifted Danfeng eyes, the corners of the eyes were red because of the medicinal properties, the straight nose bridge, the tip of the nose was slightly pink, the teeth bit the lip deadly, oozing a few drops of red blood.

Those red eyes also looked enchanting for a moment. Shuchezi's white heart continued to ripple, leaning down to lick the blood on his lips, but facing the cold eyes of Mu Xuehu, the fluctuations in his heart calmed down for a moment.

Smelling the smell in the air, Shuche Zibai smiled bitterly - that moment just now was just because of Mu Xuehu's charming bones.

However, Luo Xiaoxi on the side was already dumbfounded, and when he saw that this guy in the book car Zibai actually wanted to take advantage of people's danger, he was angry and disgusted, and he just wanted to stop it but couldn't move, only to remember that his skills were not as good as others.

Who TM said that useless is a scholar?! How skilled is this guy in front of him who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, how skilled is he!

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For a young student like me, who has been taught repeatedly, what is the festival? It's a mystery.