Blood gushed out, staining the snow-white paws red.

Lian Shan couldn't speak, he could only make a 'gurgling' sound in his throat, and his eyes were round.

How can it be......

Isn't the fox already ......

Before he could finish a thought, the sword in his hand fell to the ground, and his body leaned straight forward.

The little fox also let go of its claws, fell from him, fell on the grass, and did not move again.

It was as if he had exhausted all his strength in that leap just now.

Lianshan fell, and the body smashed into Tao Yao's body.

The boy was still biting his arm, as if he wanted to tear off the flesh and skin.

After a while.

It wasn't until the blood on Lianshan's body spread on the ground that he came back to his senses and retreated to the side in a panic.

His eyes fell on the pure white ball not far away, and he got up and stumbled towards the little fox.

He knelt down beside her and slowly reached out his hand, his fingertips twitching slightly, trying to pick her up.

Correct.

His fingertips hadn't touched her body yet.

Then I heard a cold shout, "Get out!" ”

The little fox slowly opened his eyes, his jewel-colored blue eyes glowing with a ghostly light, and the chill spread, as if it had penetrated all the way into his heart.

The boy's hand thumped.

In the face of the girl's coldness and hostility, the heart twitched violently again.

The young man pursed his lips, with a flattering smile on his face, and stretched out his hand again, "Zhenzhen, you are injured, shall I pick you up and heal your injuries?" ”

The little fox's blood-stained body moved, and it struggled to crawl forward for some distance.

"Get out! I don't want to see you! ”

The young man's eyes were slightly red and swollen, his voice was choked, and his words were dyed with crying, "Zhenzhen, I know you hate me, but ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was coldly interrupted by Bai Zhen.

"Hate?" She smiled faintly, "Why should I hate someone who has nothing to do with it?" ”

Little Peach's eyes widened slightly, and her eyes instantly turned red.

Even though he had been very restrained, tears kept pouring out, hot and hot, big and big.

When it hits your hands, it looks like it will burn your skin.

Because in the heart.

It's just so uncomfortable.

It was as if I was being pressed by a boulder, unable to push away, and out of breath.

Depressed and dull.

It hurts so much that it's numbing.

"Before I want to kill, get as far away as possible."

The little fox whispered with some exhaustion, its bloodstained paws drawing a blood-colored line between the two. "If you see you again, either you die or I die!"

The boy froze in place.

The beautiful curvacated eyes are still pouring out tears.

But he forgot to raise his hand to wipe it.

The girl's words echoed in her mind over and over again, and every word was like a sharp blade, poking hard at the heart.

There was a long silence.

The little fox crawled forward slowly and with difficulty.

The boy knelt on his knees, his head hanging deeply, motionless, except for a few strands of hair fluttering in the wind.

He clenched his fists tightly.

The originally red lips are now bloody.

He finally staggered to his feet.

He bowed deeply to the little fox.

That one leaned over, with gratitude, with apologies, and with repentance.

All kinds of emotions and tastes are mixed together.

For the rest, there is only bitterness.

She said that if you like someone, you just want to be good to him and give him the best.

She brought him joy and taught him to love.

She accompanied him to see the rainbow and thunder, the breeze and the fog and frost, the day and the night, which gave him expectations for tomorrow.

She lit a lamp for him, bright and warm.

But he accidentally extinguished the lamp that belonged to her.