The little snow wolf listened to Murong Feng's voice, leaning at her little head with a blank expression, she looked very sad.

Murong Feng waited for a long time, and that person did not respond to her.

Suddenly, she wished he could come out and tease her, tease her, and trick her.

But in the cave there is silence except silence.

Murong Feng sat in the cave without eating or drinking all day, and it wasn't until it was dark outside that she realized that the original day had passed.

The three of Doudou were driven to the contract space by her, and the little snow wolf didn't know when he had left.

She was the only one left here, waiting quietly and alone.

She stretched out her right hand and kept grabbing at the air, but no matter what, she couldn't grasp anything.

"Mobei Evil, how can you talk without words, you nasty ghost, I don't like you anymore."

Murong Feng pouted and scolded fiercely, and the familiar pain in his chest was again.

She waited here for a day, why didn't he show up, could it be true......

No, he will never die!

The night gradually engulfed her, and Murong Feng just sat on the ground like that, no matter how bad and cold the weather was, she couldn't feel the slightest chill.

She just curled up and sat there motionless, her heart clenched, and her face was unconcealably lonely.

It turns out that this is the feeling of liking someone, when he is there, he feels very relieved, and when he is not there, he feels lonely and uneasy.

She had always thought that she only liked Mobei Evil a little, but now she found that it didn't seem to be a little bit, otherwise how could she be so uncomfortable.

I wanted to cry when I was uncomfortable, but in the end she couldn't hold back after all.

Tears continued to fall down her cheeks, and during this time, she had always had hope in her heart, and even now, she still had hope in her heart.

But at the same time, she was also scared and a little dazed.

What if she couldn't find him?

Drip......

Tears ran down her chin and fell to the ground, slowly drenching into the ground.

"Mobei Evil, Mobei Evil, Mobei Evil......"

Murong Feng leaned against the stone wall and muttered, she didn't know what to say, she just wanted to call his name.

Mo Bei Xie felt a chill on his face when he was conscious, and the coldness made him have to wake up, and then he heard a very small female voice, as if he had been calling his name.

He wanted to move, but found that he was bound by something, and his head was a mess, and it was a long time before he remembered what had happened before.

At that time, he wanted to retreat after attacking the treeman, but he didn't know what trick he used, he was sucked in by a black vortex, and finally lost consciousness completely.

How long has he been in a coma, is there anything wrong with Feng'er?

The coolness continued to spread on his face, and the sound of Mobei Evil hit his heart, it was the wind calling his name.

Listening to the voice full of sadness and loneliness, he only felt a sense of distress, and he longed to untie this shackle and return to her immediately.

Was she worried about him?

Mo Beixie suddenly smirked, he felt that it was worth it to be able to get a response from her once happened.

Many years later, when he mentioned this matter to Murong Feng, he was severely repaired.

Mo Beixie listened to the voice calling his name getting thinner and thinner, and finally only a faint breathing was left, and it seemed that she had fallen asleep.

He raised his eyebrows, how could there be a coolness on his face, fortunately there was such coolness, otherwise he would probably still be in a coma.

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