Wen Xiang looked at Song Sizhao, who was safe and sound, and finally let go of his clenched fists slowly, and a reassuring smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

Everyone hurriedly gathered around Song Sizhao.

The expressions on their faces were different, they were grateful, they were happy, they were crying with joy.

The only thing that was the same was the deep concern in his eyes.

A warm current surged in Song Sizhao's chest, and his heart trembled.

His gaze swept around the faces of these people, and a light of unknown meaning flashed under his eyes, and the expression on his face changed unpredictably.

Her gaze drifted away, as if she was reminiscing about something, and finally turned into a bitter smile on her lips.

When the incident is over, everything has settled, and Ye Yuan, which was as beautiful as a peach blossom source in the past, is already a ruined wall, desolate and empty.

Huang Yuanyang salivated with a flattering smile, walked up tremblingly, and said in a lamented voice:

"Chief, now that Yeyuan Village is ruined, our family business is gone, and the hot springs are ......"

Song Sizhao glanced at him faintly, interrupted his crying, and said lightly:

"The only way for you to survive now is to go to the safe zone of Kumamoto City. That's all I have to say, so do what you want. ”

Huang Yuanyang happened to meet her eyes, and couldn't help but take two steps back.

The dark eyes were filled with frost and snow, and the cold smoke was filled.

He said yes promisedly, with a hint of embarrassment on his face, and left with the villagers who had escaped death, packed up his belongings, and prepared to evacuate.

After Song Sizhao finished speaking, he ignored him, and his eyes swept over the group of the dragon group.

The eyes are shining with a little fire, like a rebirth of quenching karmic fire, and the ** of broken ideals.

As early as the moment she woke up, the faith she held on to collapsed.

Thousands of years of famine, but it is just a snap of the fingers, and the years are deep.

The first half of her life had been stranded in the dust.

Now, the stars have fallen, the way of heaven is not revealed, and the reincarnation is turned into this wild land.

Fate is adrift, and it is only to protect the common people who are slaughtered by monsters.

By this time, she had re-embarked on the journey of redemption.

These people and her are different paths after all, but they are the beginning and the end.

Song Sizhao closed his eyes, opened them again, and a light sigh overflowed from his lips, as if he had made up some kind of determination, and said word by word:

"Smell the incense, the dragon group will ask you in the future. Everyone, take care. ”

The cold voice, blown away by the wind, was as ethereal as a mist, but it exploded in their ears like thunder.

Song Sizhao only left a tall and indifferent back for everyone with a bewildered face, and then left with a flutter.

She waved her sleeves, as if she hadn't taken away a single cloud, but she had left something to be buried forever.

The jeep was parked in front of the underground warehouse again, only when it came back this time, there was one more person.

Song Sizhao pursed his lips tightly, his expression solemn and cold.

Unconsciously, a thunderous aura is revealed, and there is a faint coercion.

Lin Alfalfa's eyebrows were slightly constricted, and she unconsciously brought a breath of unapproachable people, and everyone around her seemed to have become a background board.

He went straight back to the underground warehouse.

Lu Qianzhe glanced at Song Sizhao timidly, and after inexplicably beating the spirit, he ran away with Ren Mingyu on his shoulders.

He swallowed his saliva, fearing that a second behind would be turned into a dead dog by some dragon who was not in a good mood.

Zhu Dafu buried his head like a quail, pushed open the co-pilot's cabin door, and prepared to run away.

Song Sizhao's eyebrows were raised, as if sensing their fear, he was silent for a long time, and asked lightly.

"Yuezhi, are you afraid of me?"

A question sentence was simply said into a declarative sentence by her cold tone.

This sentence was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and his mind went blank.

Zhu Dafu's raised foot stopped in mid-air, and it took a moment before it slowly fell.

He turned his neck stiffly to Song Sizhao, his chubby figure trembled, and he looked at her dumbfounded.

For the first time in his life, Zhu Dafu felt that the vassal and elegant name given to him by his father and mother was so deafening.

There are only a handful of people who know his name in the Flood Desolate Continent, and the people who will call him that way at a glance.

Only ......

Thinking of this, Zhu Dafu suddenly jumped with joy, retracted his legs on the ground, and stretched out his hand excitedly, wanting to give his old acquaintance a hug.

"Overlord......

Song Sizhao frowned, glanced at him lightly, and let out a long nasal "um".

Seeing this, Zhu Dafu withdrew his hand in disdain.

He cautiously raised his hand and said, "Qicang, don't come unharmed." ”

Song Sizhao bowed slightly at him, and walked into the underground warehouse like wind under his feet.

The complexion was as indifferent and solemn as ever, calm and unwavering.

Zhu Dafu couldn't help scratching his head with a smile, followed behind her with a fart, and secretly scolded himself:

"Oh, I really didn't expect her to be really perched. However, how did he reincarnate in a woman. ”

Zhu Dafu suppressed his doubts, and his desire to survive made him dare not ask out loud, regardless of whether he was a man or a woman, as long as it was a Tyrannosaurus rex.

Lin Alfalfa's gaze swept around several rooms, and his long legs accurately walked into Lin Yincheng's room, and gently placed the person in his arms on the bed.

He held the soft hand beside the bed, slender and thin, with skin like congealed fat and distinct bones, warm as a piece of warm jade.

The burning gaze was glued to her, and she was unwilling to leave.

After a while, Lin Alfalfa's gaze unconsciously drifted to the hands of the two of them.

The corners of his mouth gradually pursed into a straight line.

The hand that covered her hand was already charred black at this time, black and white, inexplicably dazzling.

I don't want her to wake up and see her embarrassment.

Alfalfa quickly rushed into the bathroom, intending to clean herself up.

The wound on his hand seems serious, but it is almost healing.

The black floating ash faded away, leaving only a small wound.

His eyes stayed on the wound, blue blood overflowing, and a faint haze gradually shrouded his eyebrows.

Lin Alfalfa was stunned for a moment, and her slender ten fingers gradually came together, and she shook it twice.

A beautiful smile stiffened on his face, as if he didn't care.

Alfalfa returned to the bedside casually, staring at the person on the bed in silence.

The dark eyes are bottomless, and complex emotions are rolling in the eyes.

Alfalfa couldn't help but reach out and slowly caress her eyebrows.

Inch by inch, it is like touching a lost treasure, an unreachable bright moon.

The color of the eyes is getting darker, like a spring pool overflowing with starlight, and the affection that spreads out is scorching and dazzling.

After a moment of silence, Alfalfa's hand slowly moved down, gently tearing open her torn blouse.

Revealing a piece of snow-white and smooth skin and round shoulders, the blood lines on the chest were reflected by the warm light, and they were mottled together.

The fingers tried to caress the wounds, but stopped in mid-air with a slight trembling trembling.

There was an inaudible sigh in the air.

Lin Alfalfa withdrew her hand, dipped some ointment on her fingertips, and gently applied it to Zhong Lingxin's wound.

After applying the medicine, he covered the quilt for her, but did not withdraw his hand, but took the warm hand beside the bed and held it in the palm of his hand.

He crouched beside her and watched infatuately, with a trace of inexplicable pain in his gentleness.

The feeling of emptiness brought about by the depletion of spiritual power quickly pulled him into a black dream.

Lu Qianzhe quietly poked his head at the door and saw that the two of them were warm at the moment.

Secretly sighed, love, let people fall into the magic barrier without knowing it.

He pursed the corners of his mouth and quietly closed the door.

Perhaps because of the change in his physique, in less than an hour, Zhong Ling's heart woke up faintly.

She moved her eyes slightly, only to feel that the wound on her chest was not so stinging, and sat up in a daze, only to realize that her hand was being held.

When she lowered her eyes, her heart was stunned for a moment, and there was a person lying next to the bed.

The sleeping face is handsome, with long eyelashes meekly attached to the eyelids, and the side lines appear very soft.

Zhong Lingxin always thought that Lin Yincheng was good-looking, but he didn't expect that when he fell asleep, he would be even more beautiful and tempting to sink.

After immersing himself in someone's beauty, Zhong Lingxin realized that he had returned to the underground warehouse.

The corners of her mouth lifted slightly, and the overflowing smile spread into her eyes.

It seemed that every time she woke up injured, the first thing she saw was him.

Zhong Lingxin wanted to know how the other companions were doing, and slowly moved to the side of the bed.

Then little by little he pulled his hand out, not wanting to disturb his rest.

When she was about to let go, as if she felt the softness of her hand leave, Lin Alfalfa opened her eyes suddenly.

He gripped his fingers back and tilted his head slightly to meet her gaze.

His lingering gaze was too gentle, and he stroked the shredded hair in her ear, an intoxicating smile rising at the corner of his mouth.

A soft, warm voice overflowed from his mouth.

"Little star, I miss you so much."

Zhong Lingxin's eyelids jumped, and he suddenly felt like he had been struck by lightning, and his body stiffened.

Her lips twitched, and she tried to say something, but her brain froze.

This is not Lin Yincheng.

For a moment, the two stared at each other, and neither of them spoke.

It seemed that her unpredictable expression captured her mind, and the smile on the corner of the person opposite slowly faded.

The sparkling eyes suddenly dimmed, as if stardust had fallen.

Lin Alfalfa pursed the corners of her mouth slightly, and opened her mouth softly to break the awkward atmosphere.

"I'm not him, I'm alfalfa."

After finishing speaking, the black and white eyes looked at her without blinking, and his eyes were quite resentful.

Zhong Lingxin's brows furrowed suddenly. But a hint of clarity flashed in his eyes, his heart was sick, did it turn out to be a dual personality?

Alfalfa pressed her emotions that were about to be loosened, and tried to speak as calmly as possible.

"Actually, they don't know that I've been sleeping in this body since I was born. The first time he woke up was when he was twelve. Because the woman left in front of him, he felt that having feelings would only be painful, so he decided to bury all his feelings, and the prayer in his heart woke me up. From then on, he was like an empty shell without emotions, and I became his heart, carrying his seven emotions and six desires. ”

Seeing that there was no trace of fluctuation on her face, Lin Alfalfa thought that she was still angry that she didn't say goodbye.