Mu Nian didn't make any explanation, withdrew his eyes, and lowered his head to wipe the plasma from the corner of his mouth for Gong Yu.

His movements were very light, for fear that a little exertion would wake up Gong Yu.

Guo Liqi looked at Mu Nian's careful appearance at this time, and almost soured his teeth.

He remembered that when he was injured before, Mu Nian had never been so gentle with him.

Not to mention gentleness, not even a thoughtful question.

Even, he was often forced to train with injuries by Mu Nian.

In Mu Nian's words: The enemy will not let you go because you are injured, the enemy will only take advantage of your injury and kill you.

Compared to him, Gong Yu is simply treated like a queen.

Ay!

It's all the same people, why is the gap so big?

It's terrible to be a man with heavy relatives and friends.

The waste demon and the others, you look at me, I look at you, are all hinting at the other party to step forward to break the deadlock, but no one dares to make a sound.

Waste: Mother Dragon, you go.

Guo Liqi: I'm not going.

Waste: Aren't you the hair of General Yan Ming?

Guo Liqi: Then you are still Gong Yu's friend!

Waste: Are you going?

Guo Liqi: Don't go.

The waster clenched his fist.

"Oops~"

Caught off guard, Guo Liqi was kicked out by the waste demon and subconsciously let out a cry of pain.

A cold gaze fell on Guo Liqi's body, so frightened that he couldn't help but shudder, glared at the waste demon fiercely, and then looked at Mu Nian with a smile.

"Every year, it's cold over there, why don't you bring Gong Yu over here to roast the fire!"

Mu Nian nodded indifferently and carefully picked up Gong Yu.

Guo Liqi gave up his position very knowingly, and motioned to Mo Yun and his party to quickly get out of the sleeping bag.

Mo Yun got up.

Mu Nian put Gong Yu on Mo Yun's sleeping bag.

"General Yan Ming, is Xiao Yu okay?" Mo Yun plucked up the courage to ask.

"No problem."

The waste demon took two quick steps to the side of Kamen and crouched down, and only let go of his hanging heart after making sure that Kamen was still breathing.

She reached out and touched the mask.

Although Kamen's skin is still flushed, his body temperature has gradually decreased, and his breathing has become calmer, and his face is no longer hideous, as if he has fallen into a peaceful sleep.

Is this a successful fusion?

But why hasn't Kamen woken up yet?

Last time, it was only a moment for her to fuse her soul!

The waste demon pondered as he put a quilt on the mask.

It's late at night.

I don't know how Gong Yu raised the fire, the firewood is almost burning, but the fire has no intention of extinguishing at all, and I don't know if it can survive this night.

Gradually, sleepiness hit.

Except for the vigil, everyone else slept.

Mu Nian always held Gong Yu, his back hung straight in the air, his eyelids closed slightly, and he didn't know whether he was asleep or pretending to sleep.

The night in the snow forest is the real hell.

Because each person's coordinates are clearly indicated on the hand, many people will check each other's information according to the hand, so that many people dare not sleep at night.

But if a person eats whole grains, he must have a time to sleep.

Even if someone can go without sleep for a day or two, can they go five or six days without sleep?

In this terrible place, there is a good chance that you will never wake up again as long as you fall asleep.

It is an extremely luxurious thing for Gong Yu and his party to be able to sleep peacefully.

If Gong Yu hadn't taken away all the cards in their hands in advance, they wouldn't have dared to be so presumptuous.