"Ahhh!!h

This is the first time Mo Bai has cried so badly since he was a child. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Hurriedly wiping the blurred tears and snot on his face, crying heartbreakingly, out of breath, the giant panda on the side was also extremely uncomfortable, looking up to the sky and screaming.

Mo Bai fell to the ground, curled up, crying loudly, weak and helpless, where is there still a mythical fighter demeanor in the eyes of ordinary people?

"Poof—"

Extremely sad, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of Mo Bai's mouth, and then, his eyes turned black, and he fainted with sobs.

It rained for three days and three nights.

As the thunder rolled in, a flash of lightning swept by, illuminating the handsome face, almost half-submerged in a puddle and covered in mud.

It was a bleak rainy night, a teenager was curled up on the ground without moving, his eyes were closed, lifeless, except for the even breathing, the rest had no living features, his body was blown cold by the wind and rain, and the clothes on his body were tightly adhered to his body, outlining a solid and powerful muscle curve.

A fat and big panda quietly accompanied him, sitting in the rainstorm, just looking at the boy, his bright little eyes revealing indescribable sadness, but he never said a word.

Its hair was wet and sticking together, and the water was flowing.

A cluster of light like phosphorus fire swirled over the boy, flickering and dimming, beating playfully, and though it was too small to be noticed, the downpour could not extinguish it in the slightest.

This cluster of white flames appeared at some point, but in the three days and three nights when the young man fainted, he seemed to have spirituality, and he always accompanied him and never gave up.

And in the dark forest, a pair of blood-red eyes suddenly appeared.

Then another pair, and another pair......

In the sound of rustling, a group of foraging wolves appeared, each of which was frighteningly long, and shimmered in the cold light of the night.

Their eyes were fixed on the motionless boy who lay there, and greedy saliva flowed from the corners of their mouths, mixed with the rain, dripping to the ground.

The hunting instinct let this group of toothed wolves know that the corpse lying on the ground without any movement must have very delicious meat, and the bones and viscera are rare and full of vitality, which is a great tonic, and if it is a meal, it will definitely increase its strength significantly.

It's just that they don't dare to make a move, and although they are very eager to eat the boy, they are jealous of the big bear next to him.

Although it looks simple and cute, it faintly exudes a terrible coercion, so that the wolves dare not act rashly.

Mo Bai has been in a coma for three days and three nights, not that he won't wake up, but he doesn't want to wake up at all, and he is deeply in the intense pain of losing Yan Ruyu, unable to extricate himself, so that he instinctively wants to sleep forever.

If you fall asleep, you don't have to think about anything, and it won't hurt.

But he woke up eventually.

The eyelids trembled slightly, and the moment they opened their eyes, a series of pitch-black killing lights suddenly raged, and suddenly a large number of wolf howls and whimpered loudly, and in the rain splashing, all the toothed wolves were crushed to pieces, and the blood was mixed with water, staining the forest land red.

"Daddy!"

For the first time in three days, the panda's eyes were bright, and it was ecstatic when it looked at Mo Bai who slowly stood up.

thought that his "father" would be depressed and collapsed, but fortunately, he finally woke up again.

"Potato, sorry. ”

Knowing that during the period of coma, the potato must have been very worried, Mo Bai leaned down for the first time, stroked the wet head of the panda, the expression on his face had regained his calm, no longer as painful as it was that day, and even a little distorted, and the blood color also appeared little by little.

He knew that he couldn't just go to sleep, there were still too many things to do in this life.

And the first thing ......

His gaze sharpened.

"It's to destroy the Freedom League!"

Finally, I really embarked on this path.

Looking back, strictly speaking, he didn't feel hatred for the Freedom League to the point of gnashing his teeth. After all, although it is said that his family and biological mother were all brutalized by the Holy See, in the final analysis, he is a traverser, and he is not too conceptual about the blood and family relationship in this life, and revenge is what he should do, but it is not what he wants to do the most.

Moreover, the existence of the Freedom Alliance actually did not cause any harm to him in the past, saying that he wanted to take revenge and reproduce the glory of the Holy Emperor back then, most of these were actually instilled in him by people such as Yan Ruyu and Jin Bao, and were not mixed with his subjective thoughts.

The memory of that life has not been awakened, and naturally there is no such strong sense of revenge.

However, from the moment Yan Ruyu disappeared as a golden point of light, he really hated the Freedom Alliance to the core!

"You took away my sister Yan, from now on, I will be in vain, and I will be in alliance with freedom!"

In the bloody and rainy night, the sonorous and powerful oath of the young man sounded. "Ahhh!!h

This is the first time Mo Bai has cried so badly since he was a child.

Hurriedly wiping the blurred tears and snot on his face, crying heartbreakingly, out of breath, the giant panda on the side was also extremely uncomfortable, looking up to the sky and screaming.

Mo Bai fell to the ground, curled up, crying loudly, weak and helpless, where is there still a mythical fighter demeanor in the eyes of ordinary people?

"Poof—"

Extremely sad, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of Mo Bai's mouth, and then, his eyes turned black, and he fainted with sobs.

It rained for three days and three nights.

As the thunder rolled in, a flash of lightning swept by, illuminating the handsome face, almost half-submerged in a puddle and covered in mud.

It was a bleak rainy night, a teenager was curled up on the ground without moving, his eyes were closed, lifeless, except for the even breathing, the rest had no living features, his body was blown cold by the wind and rain, and the clothes on his body were tightly adhered to his body, outlining a solid and powerful muscle curve.

A fat and big panda quietly accompanied him, sitting in the rainstorm, just looking at the boy, his bright little eyes revealing indescribable sadness, but he never said a word.

Its hair was wet and sticking together, and the water was flowing.

A cluster of light like phosphorus fire swirled over the boy, flickering and dimming, beating playfully, and though it was too small to be noticed, the downpour could not extinguish it in the slightest.

This cluster of white flames appeared at some point, but in the three days and three nights when the young man fainted, he seemed to have spirituality, and he always accompanied him and never gave up.

And in the dark forest, a pair of blood-red eyes suddenly appeared.

Then another pair, and another pair......

In the sound of rustling, a group of foraging wolves appeared, each of which was frighteningly long, and shimmered in the cold light of the night.

Their eyes were fixed on the motionless boy who lay there, and greedy saliva flowed from the corners of their mouths, mixed with the rain, dripping to the ground.

The hunting instinct let this group of toothed wolves know that the corpse lying on the ground without any movement must have very delicious meat, and the bones and viscera are rare and full of vitality, which is a great tonic, and if it is a meal, it will definitely increase its strength significantly.

It's just that they don't dare to make a move, and although they are very eager to eat the boy, they are jealous of the big bear next to him.

Although it looks simple and cute, it faintly exudes a terrible coercion, so that the wolves dare not act rashly.

Mo Bai has been in a coma for three days and three nights, not that he won't wake up, but he doesn't want to wake up at all, and he is deeply in the intense pain of losing Yan Ruyu, unable to extricate himself, so that he instinctively wants to sleep forever.

If you fall asleep, you don't have to think about anything, and it won't hurt.

But he woke up eventually. (To be continued.) )