Chapter 493: Despair ...... Death to the Grass!



I saw that the picture jumped to silently regretting that he was killed by the pair of scumbags and of Mo Yu and Yun Ting......

"Ah-damn it, Yunting, Moyu, you listen to me, if I don't die, I will definitely come back to take revenge, you wait for me-" This sentence resounded in the sky and resounded in Nangong Mo's heart......

Nangong Mo was stunned for a moment, and a crystal tear flowed out of his eyes, but there was only a magical drop.

Looking at this familiar scene, Nangong Mo was a little shaken, this, like yesterday......

Looking at the oath he once said, Nangong Mo laughed at himself a little weakly: "Revenge, now I don't know if I live or die, how to take revenge......

Just when Nangong Mo was in a slump, a petite figure appeared in front of her.

Nangong Mo was stunned for a moment, and then rejoiced: "It's a lost grass, it's a lost grass!! ”

Nangong Mo said and rushed over, but it was a pity...... As before, he penetrated through the body of the misty grass and felt an emptiness......

Nangong Mo looked at Micao in a depressed mood, and thought to herself, "It would be nice if I could meet her now...... Even if it's a little bit...... Or, let her know that I regret it, I miss her......"

The cold wind was howling, and Nangong Mo couldn't feel it at all, but the kind of cold when he remembered when he died, Nangong Mo still remembered it vividly.

Therefore, when he saw the misty grass withstanding the heavy snow, braving the cold wind, and climbing the snowy mountain, Nangong Mo wanted to stop it, but there was nothing he could do......

"Hey! Hey! I saw the misty grass rushing up the snowy mountain, staggering to the edge of the cliff, and kneeling on the edge of the cliff.

"Why...... Why don't you wait for me to ......," muttered Grass as she lay on the edge of the cliff.

"I said don't trust that woman...... But I didn't expect ......" misty grass lying on the edge of the cliff, wind and snow, and there was a small sound like a mosquito in the misty grass.

"Sorry...... I regret it, I should have come back...... If I came back, wouldn't you be dead......"

"Stupid—you're back—" Micao looked up and cried, but unfortunately, it was only a rumor that responded to her......

Micao just lay on the edge of the cliff like she lost her mind, I don't know how much, until the snow was covered on her, and her legs were numb, Micao moved and climbed up.

"Xi-don't worry, that pair of scumbags and, I will definitely not let go, you wait, I will definitely avenge you" Micao said, her voice suddenly became empty and nostalgic.

"You can rest assured...... After killing them, I will personally bring them to make amends to you!" With that, the grass turned and left!

"Don't-" Nangong Mo was stunned for a second, and then he understood what Micao meant by personally taking them to make amends, and hurriedly said.

Pity...... The pace of the misty grass is so firm, the wind and snow are unhindered, and the misty grass can't hear the sound of Nangong Mo stopping it.

"No, don't!" Nangong Mo shouted, she didn't want the grass to die, she didn't want the grass to die for herself!

"Micao-" Nangong Mo shouted, Micao in the cold wind was stunned, Nangong Mo's face was happy, thinking that Micao heard his voice, and continued to shout: "Micao-don't go-don't avenge me-I want you to live well!" Live—"

It's a pity that Micao was only stunned for a moment, and then continued to walk forward, Nangong Mo's shouting was useless......

"No, don't ......" Nangong Mo saw that her shouting was useless, and she fell to the ground in a decadent manner, no matter whether Micao succeeded in avenging herself or not, Nangong Mo didn't want to care about it, she just wanted Micao to live well, live well......

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