PS: Thank you Rainehawke for the tip, Mengmeng bows here.

She pulled the dagger out of her boot and raised it high, all she needed to do was to stab it down with all her might, and there was no more hatred or trouble.

But this knife did not stab for a long time.

She felt that she was really strange, and the killing intent that was so strong before was now ...... Can't do it!

Why is this happening?

The scimitar was raised and hung down, like this, even she was tired of it, and looked up at the crescent moon helplessly, this kind of thing is murderous, and it will still be vigorous, and then it will decline, and then it will be exhausted.

She slowly put the knife into her boots, with such a serious injury, even if she didn't do it herself, as long as she left it alone, he wouldn't live tomorrow.

Let him fend for himself.

Having made up her mind, she turned around, and just took two steps out, when she suddenly heard a slightly weak voice say, "Why don't you do it?" ”

After a pause, Ding Xuan took a breath of cold air, turned his head in surprise, and saw the colonel who was dying looking at him, with a serious and serious expression on his bloody face: "You have done so many things, don't you just want to kill me?" Why not get your hands dirty? ”

Ding Xuan's scalp was numb, he knew! He even knew it all!

As if guessing what she was thinking, he said: "The shot on my shoulder was fired by Ke Quan's sand eagle, the gun is a good gun, but the gunner's accuracy is not very good, otherwise you would have taken revenge in the afternoon." ”

Ding Xuan's fingers trembled uncontrollably, her eyes widened, and it took a long time to find her voice: "You...... You know ......."

"I remember what you looked like." Xue Helei said, "When I was attacked by the snake, I recognized you." ”

Ding Xuan couldn't describe her mood at this time, shocked? Wrath? Despair? She didn't know, she just felt like a clown, secretly doing all kinds of small actions, thinking that she had a plan, but who knew that like a clown's funny performance, she had already fallen into the eyes of others.

With a roar of rage, she drew her dagger and rushed over, riding on top of him, grabbing the hem of his coat, the tip of the knife aimed at his throat.

"What happened that night, I was sorry for you." He still spoke in a serious and calm tone, "But I'm not a person who speaks easily, so you only have this one chance, if you don't kill me today, when I come back to life, you will never have a chance to do it again." ”

Ding Xuan laughed angrily: "It seems that if I don't kill you today, I'm not only sorry for myself, but even God is sorry." ”

"Let's do it." Xue Helei stared at her eyes, looking at each other, she could clearly see her own reflection in those dark eyes.

Don't hesitate any longer. Ding Xuan said in his heart, kill him and end everything.

Gritting her teeth, she raised the scimitar again, but the knife stopped in mid-air, because Xue Helei also raised his hand, and his calloused fingers gently stroked her neck, where there was a wound she had made herself, although it was not deep, but there was still blood overflowing.

The man's fingers were rough with sand and gravel, caressing from the head of the wound to the end, making Ding Xuan's skin tremble.

The nightmarish memories of that night came back to him, and Ding Xuan trembled all over, desperately reaching out to grab the battle spirit axe that had fallen to the side. Xue Helei's strength was so great, he grabbed her arm tightly, and she couldn't break free even if she tried her best.

Take possession of her. There seemed to be a voice in his head urging her to become his own personal property, to be imprisoned by his side forever, to be with her every night, to hold her......

"No...... Let go, let go of me. With a cry of fear in her voice, Ding Xuan raised her head in despair, exposing her neck like a swan caught by a hunter.

Xue Helei suddenly saw the silver dragon-shaped mark on her body from the torn clothes, her movements slammed, hissed and roared, jumped up like a beast, ran out more than a dozen steps quickly, knelt down in the sandstone, and her eyes glowed with a faint golden light, like two pieces of bright gold.

"I'm sorry......" he bent down, clutching his hair, bitter from suppressed longings, "I, I didn't want to do this, it was like that night, and it was tonight...... I can't control myself, as long as I see you, I'll ...... It will ...... Walk! You go! ”

Ding Xuan got up from the ground, and the silver dragon-shaped mark on the top of her left chest was slightly hot.

[System Prompt: Discover the Inheritor of the Silver Dragon.] Chance of giving birth to a pure-blooded silver dragon: 50%, chance of giving birth to a pure-blood Tianlu: 50%, fertility difficulty: hard. It is recommended to double study immediately. 】

Go to your double cultivation! Ding Xuan burst into a foul language in his heart, grabbed the battle spirit axe and ran. Her figure jumped vigorously in the night, sweeping past half-collapsed buildings, patches of green belts, and she didn't even know how many strange beasts she had bumped into, and the scenery on both sides retreated rapidly, and the sound of the wind was whirring in her ears.

What hit her the hardest was not Xue Helei's attack, but when he touched her and kissed her, she turned out to be ...... There is a feeling!

In such a situation just now, she was so emotional!

"Ding Xuan?" A force held her back for a moment, and then a strong arm reached out, grabbed her waist, and pulled her into his arms. Like a frightened bird, she fluttered her wings desperately, and the lightning balls gathered in the palm of her hand, screaming, "Let go of me!" Let me go! ”

"Calm down, it's me!" The man grabbed her wrist and shouted to stop, Ding Xuan paused, and looked at him blankly: "Ning Zhenghao? ”

"What happened?" Ning Zhenghao's face was cold when he saw her half-open clothes and the bruises and bruises on her chest that were clearly scratched. Ding Xuan tugged at the placket and lowered her head: "It's okay." ”

"How can it be okay?" Ning Zhenghao's sword eyebrows were furrowed, and the knuckles of his clenched fists were distinct, and Ding Xuan hesitated for a moment: "I was attacked by a strange beast, and I finally escaped." ”

"The city is dangerous at night, and you dare to run around." Luo Nanning said on the side, "Don't stand here, come in and have something to eat." ”

In the cleaned bungalow there was a small coal stove with a small blue fire burning coal, and a thick pot of soup was boiling on the stove. Luo Nanning served her a bowl of soup, which was boiled with compressed biscuits and dough, but on a night like this, it was a luxury to have a hot bite.