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And the two little werewolves next to the door, something happened to them while I was trying to do the exercises.

The little werewolf, who was standing with his younger brother, had slowly walked over to the lying werewolf and crouched down, apparently trying to check on the injured little werewolf. Now, I saw him slowly squat down, squatting beside the injured little werewolf, and reached out and patted him gently, "Brother? At this moment, the little werewolf's expression was also a little nervous.

However, the little werewolf lying on the ground did not move.

"Brother?" The little werewolf who was standing called again, but the situation was still the same as before.

And on my side, I am also trying to instill my skills in Tingxiao, I tried clumsily for a while, and Tingxiao's injury did not improve at all. I was also sweating profusely in a hurry.

"Lyle, stop tossing me, that little werewolf, he's too vicious. Originally, this wolf clan was good at using some poisons, and this little werewolf was not a general person who used poison at all, and now my skills have long been lost, and I can't protect myself at all, Lyle, today, I seem to be hopeless. "Tingxiao sat in front of me, her voice was very weak." Lyle, I'm going to disappear soon, and I know that when the vampire disappears, there's nothing. Although my life is not vigorous, it is also a bit bumpy and rugged. Now, I'm leaving。。。。。。 ”

Seeing Tingxiao say these words, my heart ached.

Now, I hate myself to death. In my body, there are powers from all kinds of masters, but I am so useless that I can't release them in the slightest. Now, I simply hate those who send my skills, and even hate Tingxiao, if Tingxiao didn't give me her skills, she wouldn't have come this far. For me, Tingxiao has suffered so much. And now, seeing Tingxiao weaken in front of me, but I can't help her, my heart is as uncomfortable as a knife at this time.

"Lyle, I'm leaving this world soon, in fact, I don't have any wishes, when I was a human being, I didn't have many friends and no relatives to protect me. In my life, in this world, the only person I identify with is him, and there is only one 。。。。。。 ”

Speaking of this, Tingxiao stopped, and she kept panting.

Although vampires don't need to breathe, and they don't need that kind of non-existent gasp, Tingxiao's condition at this moment shows how weak she is.

"Lyle, after I die, I don't want to disappear, I want to turn into a page of green leaves, and soak it with the special fragrance on my body。。。。。" Speaking of this, Tingxiao paused again, it seemed that she was really too weak.

I sat behind Tingxiao, my face was already full of beads of sweat, I want Tingxiao, I must Tingxiao, I don't want to listen to what she is saying now, because I don't need to listen to what she is saying, I want to let her live, I must let her live.

I tried my best to find the pulse of the power in my body, I wanted to find the entry point, find a way to control them, and then use their energy to save Tingxiao's life. I've succeeded once in the most critical of times and will do it again, and I absolutely believe in myself.

At this moment, I am desperately looking for an entry point, trying to find a way to find Tingxiao.

However, at this moment, I really can't figure out whether I am being mocked by fate, or if I am attached to the power of the devil, and the huge energy in my body is just rolling, out of my control, and even laughing at me.

"Tingxiao 。。。。。。" Seeing Tingxiao getting weaker and weaker, I couldn't do anything at all.

"Lyle, I'm not done yet, you let me continue. You listen。。。。。。 "Tingxiao saw that I seemed to be absent-minded, a little anxious, I was afraid that she was in a hurry, so I had to follow her.

"Lyle, when I die, I will turn into a leaf, this leaf has my smell on it, and when I disappear, this is my sign, Lyle, in the future, you will definitely meet the Sith again, I hope you can give this leaf to the Sith. In this world, in my life, the person I admired the most, the person I was closest to, was only Lord Sith. ”

After Tingxiao finished speaking, she turned around and she took my hand.

"Lyle, stop pushing yourself. Now, a lot of things, you can't do, your qualifications, it's too shallow, you can bring us out of the place of the Sith, that's already a miracle, I believe in miracles, and I only believe in it once, there will be no second time, Lyle, you are already very good. Tingxiao grabbed my hand, at this moment, there was a smile on her lips, I knew that she was encouraging me. However, at this moment, to be honest, seeing Tingxiao like this, I feel even more heartache. If Tingxiao reproaches me a few words now, my heart should feel better.

"Tingxiao, I'm really useless." I blamed myself.

"It's not your fault, Lyle. Okay, Lyle, remember, when I'm dead。。。。。。 Tingxiao said sadly again.

"Who said to die?" Now, just when Tingxiao and I were so sad that we almost forgot where we were, we heard a voice from inside the room.

I turned my eyes to look at the man who was talking, and saw that he was the little werewolf who was my brother.

Because Tingxiao and I were too involved in our conversation just now, we forgot about the things around us for a while, and now, suddenly hearing this little werewolf talking, I guessed that Tingxiao was not the only one injured in this room.

The little werewolf who fell to the ground and identified himself as his brother also looked unclear. And, his injuries are strange. From the beginning until now, I haven't seen anyone hurt him, and he vomited so much blood, and it looked like it was bad.

However, what is even stranger is the scene that is now appearing in front of my eyes. At this time, the little werewolf who was his younger brother was squatting on the ground, and next to him was the little werewolf who was his brother, and the one who had fallen to the ground.

The one that fell to the ground didn't look strange, and the strangeness appeared in the hand of the crouching little werewolf.

Not far in front of my eyes was a picture.

Two identical little werewolves, but, among them, one of them was crouching, the other was lying, the lying one was already wounded, and the crouching one was apparently intact. There was nothing in this picture, but the strangest thing was the hand of the crouching little werewolf.

At this time, the hand of the crouching little werewolf was resting on the lying little werewolf, and at this time, his hand was emitting a dark green light.