She pushed hard, and Luo Jia could no longer resist. His whole body collapsed to the ground, his hands and feet twitching.
Fangfei immediately ran away a few steps and was about to rush out of the door when she heard his shrill voice: "Leng, I'm so cold... Fangfei, save me..."
She stopped hesitantly, and suddenly remembered the time she had seen him when she was a child. On the way to the North Kingdom when she was imprisoned, Luojia suffered from cold syndrome, which was also the case.
"Don't go, Fangfei, don't go...it's cold, I'm so cold..."
"No, who told you to want to kill me first?" She was a little gloating, but also a little contemptuous, "When you wanted to kill me, why couldn't you hear my begging for mercy? Luojia, go to hell, you deserve to die.
..." She rolled her eyes, "The prince is going to die, and you are going to die too. When you are all dead, the whole country in the North will be in chaos..."
Luo Jia's consciousness was already in a trance, and he couldn't hear what she said at all. His legs twitched a few times again, and his whole body was shaking like chaff.
This arrogant tyrant is now like a wild dog at the end of its rope.
Fang Fei was still frightened and was about to leave, but couldn't help but be curious. After hesitating for a moment, she tiptoed over until she was sure he was harmless, then she stretched out her hand and grabbed his wrist. His pulse was beating strangely, and it turned out to be cold.
Symptoms of symptoms penetrating into the bones.
She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, God was wise and saved her once. It didn't matter, this old guy was dead, and she didn't bother to care about him.
She threw his hand away heavily and stood up to leave.
His voice was very weak, the ferocity just now had completely disappeared, like a tiger with all its teeth stripped out, pitiful: "Fang Fei, it's cold, I'm so cold..."
It was this hesitation that caused her to lose the chance to leave. With the instinct of survival, he suddenly jumped up. He didn't know where he got the strength. He stretched out his hand, dragged her beside him, hugged her tightly, and held her tightly.
It was so tight that she couldn't struggle at all.
Fang Fei was horrified, she felt the hands tightening around her waist, getting harder and harder, as if they wanted to crush her completely and put them into his chest.
She struggled desperately, but to no avail. He was already majestic, and with a will to survive, her body shrank in his arms, leaving no room for struggle.
PS: Don’t rush me. In a few days, I will update 10 chapters every day.