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“...”

The fruity air was mixed with the smell of blood, and the short knife went deep into He Bai Shao's abdomen impartially.

The chestnut-haired man snorted and staggered to the ground, but he still looked up at Mu Shuge and the person he longed for unwillingly.

"He Baishao, you will never get him."

Mu Shuge pulled the face of the person in his arms slightly towards the man who was kneeling on the ground, and the young man muttered dissatisfiedly, and his misty eyes were pitiful.

"But you... Nor will it. Get him..."The strength passed quickly, He Baishao's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, he gritted his teeth and fought hard, and said to Mu Shuge word by word: "Mu Shuge, you... What can I leave behind.. What about him? ”

Mu Shuge was silent with a cold face, looking at the young man in his arms who had begun to sobble quietly.

He Baishao was right, he didn't have the confidence to stay young.

Ethereal as a cloud, once you don't look at him, you will lose him forever.

Unspeakable resentment suddenly rose in his heart, Mu Shuge grabbed the hair on the back of the young man's head as if venting, stopped the young man's waist with the other hand, lowered his head and bit the young man's lip fiercely.

Tearing, devouring, possessing.

If it weren't for the reluctance and expectation, he really wanted to kill this person and swallow it in his stomach.

"Hmm...."

The young man opened his teary eyes in pain, and clenched the man timidly and unsatisfied.

The scent of the man's body attracted him and made him feel comfortable.

"But after all, he still belongs to me."

After a kiss, Mu Shuge hugged the young man tightly, glanced coldly at the man on the ground who was gradually losing his vitality, and bent down to pull out the knife: "Loser." He put away his utensils and took the young man with him.

The chirping of cicadas, the sound of crickets, the silence.

Only faint lights and the sound of people can be seen in the distance.

He Baishao collapsed on the ground, blood kept gushing out, his eyes were black, and the cold moonlight was sprinkled on him, lonely and sad.

"Whew," he gasped, and after a few seconds, his body slowly stopped struggling.

A flash of red light flashed through his eyes.

"You'll regret it."

whispered, his cold eyes were like a venomous snake, hateful and unwilling to close.

The signs of life completely dissipated.

The summer wind could not dissipate the smell of blood, and the pale-faced man's body showed an extremely strong light enveloping him, and the blue-purple electricity sizzled. In this intense light, the man gradually disappeared into the air.

Looking back at the ground where he had laid, there were only scattered pure white rose petals, quietly bathed in the night.

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Extraneous:

I think... I'm probably the one with the least updates -=.

There's a pet called Lazy, and he doesn't want to leave! I might need a dragon slayer to take it out!