"There is another copy." Song Tianyu opened the other copy very dedicatedly and showed it to Mo Wangmiao.
Mo Wangmiao looked at it and nodded with satisfaction: "Well... OK."
"Throw the things over here." Mo Wangmiao's expression became very serious at this time.
"Throw it over? How can you let me throw things over when you are pressing down on someone like this?" Song Tianyu looked at Mo Wangmiao with distrustful eyes and said.
"Okay...then what are you going to do?" Mo Wangmiao looked at Song Tianyu and asked.
"I'll go forward, and you let Manyan hold my son and go forward. When we reach the middle, I'll hand the things to you, and you guys will hand them over to me." Song Tianyu said calmly.
"Okay...that's a good idea, young man." Mo Wangmiao looked at Song Tianyu with appreciative eyes and said.
However, Song Tianyu was so disdainful of Mo Wangmiao's admiring eyes.
"Okay... I'm going forward, and you ask Manyan to go forward too." Song Tianyu said seriously.
"Okay, Xiao Hai, take Manyan forward." Mo Wangmiao finished.
Xiaohai immediately took out a sharp and cold knife from his body and pressed it against Manyan's body.
Song Tianyu knew that Mo Wangmiao was not so kind, but he would not believe him so much. There must always be something threatening him.
These were all things that Song Tianyu had expected, so Song Tianyu didn't mind.
Every time Song Tianyu took a step, his heart felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. Every time he raised his feet, his heartbeat could not be controlled, his expression became extremely cold, and everything radiated from his body was extremely cold.
Song Tianyu was so cautious in every step he took, as if he was afraid that he would be in danger if he stepped too hard or too lightly, as if there were landmines buried in the ground.
The distance is getting closer and closer, and the heartache is getting tighter and tighter.
Song Tianyu was sweating profusely and his hands were always cold. He had never been so nervous or afraid of lying since he was a child.
This was the first time that Song Tianyu felt that he could hardly bear it.
Even like this, he still had to move forward step by step and unswervingly.
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ps: Today’s update ends here, we will continue to update tomorrow. Good night, sweet dreams...