Those hands are all too familiar—they are Xiaoxue's hands!

Xiao Xue desperately strangled his neck like a demon, and the slender nails were deeply sunk into Mo Beitian's throat at this time, and the blood slowly flowed down Mo Beitian's neck, dripping on the back of Xiao Xue's white hand.

Mo Beitian didn't resist, because he had treated Xiaoxue like this in the uncertain past. Perhaps, she really wanted to kill Xiaoxue but she was transferred to this place because she didn't die, and now Xiaoxue wants to kill herself just because of hatred! She should hate herself, she loves him so much, but what has she done to this woman who loves her deeply? No matter what the reason, whether you were sober or not, you should apologize for hurting a woman who loves you like this.

Thinking like this, tears unconsciously slipped from the corners of his eyes. The hot tears dripped down the cold ground along with the blood.

He turned his back to the woman who wanted to strangle him, and she wanted to strangle the man in front of him with an expressionless face. Time seemed to freeze, and the hands as white as snow suddenly exerted force, Mo Yitian only felt that he had breathed in five ways, his brain began to lack oxygen, and death was approaching him step by step. The instinct to survive made him struggle symbolically a few times, but Xiaoxue didn't know where the strength came from to clamp down on a man who was a head taller than her. Mo Beitian's body twitched a few times, and then his head tilted to the side and never moved again.

"Hahahahaha, I'm so happy! I'm so happy you're dead! I hate it! I hate it! I have nothing but hatred in my heart! Xiaoxue stood next to Mo Beitian's corpse and said loudly. There was a strange glint in her eyes, a light that chilled the place, as if it could freeze the place at any moment.

"I'm so thirsty! I'm so thirsty! I think I want to kill! I'm going to kill! Homicide! Homicide! Homicide! Xiaoxue in front of her was half-bent over, her tongue constantly licking her chapped lips, and she felt like a hungry beast. No one knew what was wrong with Xiaoxue, she howled frantically, and kept running out of the warehouse, then out of the Shiyan Hall, all the way out of the cave along the ventilation duct, and disappeared into the night with a hysterical smile.

I don't know how long it took, but Mo Yantian woke up from a coma. He shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of the voice that kept repeating in his head: "I'm going to kill!" I'm going to kill! ”

What happened to Xiaoxue? She wanted to kill herself, Mo didn't blame her, but this Xiaoxue rushed out of here after venting her personal anger and shouting that she wanted to kill someone. The shout was imprinted in the subconscious of Mo Beitian, who was unconscious. He couldn't get rid of the death knell sound now. Situ Xiaoxue, is this person still Situ Xiaoxue? The Situ Xiaoxue that Mo Zhitian knew, the gentle girl in the goose yellow dress, the girl who brought him comfort in the lonely years, the angel who appeared in his dreams again and again, is now a madman! A madman who just wants to kill!

Mo Yantian was never able to believe all this. When he was wronged by others, his only hope was Xiaoxue, if Xiaoxue was still alive then all the nightmares would end, but now Xiaoxue is still alive, but the nightmare is not over, in fact, this is just the beginning of another nightmare. Poor Mo Feitian has not jumped out of the strange circle arranged for him by fate, he has been living in this seemingly ridiculous shijie, he has been repeatedly having nightmares that have different forms but the same ending, and he has been immersed in the nightmare of his own snare!

Small, helpless, he doesn't want to admit the injustice of fate, he is always compromising and always fighting. Such a contradictory man was now killed by the woman he loved so much, only that it was not the body but the soul that died.

Mo didn't want to shed any more tears. He understands that men have tears and don't flick their tears, but he doesn't give up the opportunity to vent for the sake of such a saying that means nothing to him. His past self had shed too many tears, and he had already died of despair. Although, the Golden Mask tells itself that there is a shocking secret in this country, but what does it have to do with itself? After so much ordeal, he was really tired. Golden Mask said that he would find the truth by his own feelings, and now he felt that it was not important to tell him the truth, so give it all up and go back to his normal life. What conspiracy, what special training, what strong will is nonsense! What you lose is what you lose, and you can't get anything back.

Mo Zhitian stood up, and he staggered out of the warehouse. His brain was a blur, and he couldn't figure out when he would get back to the ground, only that the sun was already high in the sky when he was fully conscious.

He walked endlessly, in the middle of this endless wilderness. I lost my direction and didn't know where I was going, until I collapsed on the edge of a wood, sleepy and tired.

It didn't take long for two people to come from a short distance away, one after the other. One of them was a tall, burly man, in his twenties, with well-rounded and angular features. The other was a girl, who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, with short shoulder-length hair, a set of dark green clothes and trousers, and walked and jumped.

"Second brother, you see that there seems to be someone in front of you?" The little girl found Mo Yingtian lying on the side of the road.

The tall man walked up to Mo Beitian and squatted down and probed him with his hand: "It looks like he's not dead yet." ”

"Let's take him back, or he'll be eaten by the beast if he leaves it alone." The girl's eyes sparkled with pity.

"I'm afraid not, right? Your father must not agree, he is an outsider" The man obviously disagreed with the girl.

"What are you afraid of, I have it! My dad listened to me the most, and I don't think he would oppose me. Good second brother, take him back, you see he's dying! The girl shook the man's arm vigorously as she spoke.

The man obviously had no choice but to reach out and carry Mo Yantian on his back. The girl followed the man, and the two of them led the stranger to a misty mountain ahead.