"Are you going to watch Hong Ye become so sad that she goes berserk?" Ting Ling was annoyed by Luo Xi's attitude and retorted angrily.
When he thought that he might lose Hongye again, Luo Xi felt a pang of sadness. He had experienced several separations before, and at this moment, he never wanted to let go of the hand he had finally held.
Luo Xi's eyes became sinister, and he threatened in a low voice: "I will never let Hong Ye leave my side again. Even if he destroys the whole world, I will never let him go again!"
"You!" Ting Ling pointed at Luo Xi and gritted his teeth, "Have you not thought about the consequences? If one day comes, the relatives around you may also be destroyed! Aren't you worried about them?"
Luo Xi had a gloomy face, clamped Ting Ling's hand, and exerted a slight force with his big palm. Ting Ling's hand bones squeaked when he squeezed, his body exuded a domineering aura, and he breathed out a murderous aura, "So what?" , at worst, I’ll go to hell with him!”
"You are simply unreasonable!" Ting Ling suddenly withdrew his painful hand and rubbed it while secretly sulking.
The atmosphere in the car once again sank into a deathly suffocation
"Woooo..."
Suddenly, a messy ambulance whistle sounded in the distance.
Everyone in the car was attracted by the sounds outside, and everyone looked out of the car. Luo Xi, who was sitting next to the car, and Wan'er, who was sitting in the passenger seat, simply stuck their heads out of the car window.
Not far away, more than 20 ambulances drove toward the disaster area with sirens blaring. The lineup was so large that they rushed towards them.
He Li quickly turned the steering wheel and leaned towards the roadside to create a smooth path for them.
More than twenty cars roared past them, stirring up gusts of cold wind.
The last ambulance passed by. He Li stepped on the accelerator, started the car, returned to the center of the road, and continued running in the dark night.
After a long time, they drove the car to the countryside and stopped in front of a back hill.
He Li quickly got out of the car, opened the rear door, and got into the trunk. Ting Ling also put down Hong Ye in his arms, and fought with He Li to snatch Zi Yue's body away from Son's arms.
Son burst into tears and roared like a ghost crying and wolf howling: "Give it back to me! Give it back to me Ziyue...!" However, his body was held tightly by Hanyu, and he could not move no matter how hard he struggled.
Luo Xi was silent on the side. He knew that he should not stop them from burying Zi Yue on the back hill. Zi Yue's soul needed a safe place. Luo Xi picked up Hong Ye from his seat and hugged her tightly. In the middle, the haggard face is close to the face that is still sad in the coma.
Son became crazy, opened his sharp teeth, and bit Hanyu's arm. Only to hear him yell "Ah!", his white teeth instantly bit his pink lips, holding back the shock from his arm. Painful, the soft little mouth has been bitten with blood. He lowered his head, but looked at the madly biting son with a calm face, without a trace of complaint in his beautiful eyes.
Son was suddenly startled, and bit down hard again. This time, Hanyu didn't make a sound, and a string of dark red blood flowed from his white arm and dripped down his wrist.
Wan'er, who was sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't bear to look at it anymore. She turned around and looked out the window with a gloomy face. Tears were already in her eyes, and she sighed faintly: "Why bother? She is gone, so we can't let his soul live." Rest in peace?"
Son froze for a moment, then let go after a while, hugged Hanyu's body and cried loudly.
Hanyu also shed tears along with her
On the back mountain outside the car, Ting Ling and He Li were walking through the dark forest. From time to time, shrill and strange sounds came from all around.
He Li carried Zi Yue and looked around. Apparently a layer of cold sweat broke out on his head. His running movements became sluggish. He was often tripped by tree roots under his feet and almost fell down several times.
Upon seeing this, Ting Ling took Zi Yue and calmed He Li's mood, "You! You are such a coward! The sounds in the mountains are all made by night birds, don't be afraid!"
"Coco, I'm still scared. You said there won't be ghosts... ghosts!" He Li's voice trembled, and he put his hand in his mouth. His body was shaking violently, and he reached out to grab Ting Ling.
Ting Ling only felt a trembling hand on his arm. He held him back and said calmly: "Don't worry, ghosts and gods are just playing tricks on children! I'm still here!"
"Who...who said that, isn't there a blood god in Hong Ye's body?"
Ting Ling was stunned by the question, and said casually: "He is a special case, it won't happen here, don't worry!"
Dodo dodo...
He Li was trembling, his teeth chattering, and nervously followed Ting Ling to the top of the mountain in fear.
Ting Ling put down Ziyue, took out the small folding shovel prepared in advance from his waist, and began to dig up the soil.
He Li was timid, and all the strength in his body had been frightened away. He stood beside him, looking around nervously, and kept urging: "Are you okay? Hurry up, hurry up, it's so scary!"
He Li muttered dissatisfied: "It's not that fast to dig a hole, and if you don't dig it, I will be the one doing the work!"
Two people, one was nervous and kept urging, the other was digging hard and fighting back with complaints without showing any signs of weakness.
Summer nights are particularly short. By the time the hole is dug, dawn has begun to show in the sky. The color of the sky is still dim, but you can already see the surrounding scenery clearly.
Seeing the light, He Li gradually calmed down. The two of them carried Ziyue, gently put him into the wet hole, sprinkled the dust, and buried him.
When he saw the last trace of Ziyue's clothes covered with black soil, He Li suddenly couldn't help sobbing. He could still remember all the past events. The two most beautiful people in the intelligence department had always been known as their old enemies. Now the most beautiful girl, Ziyue, was already there.
After his death, He Li could legitimately be crowned the "Number One Beauty". However, at this time, he felt empty in his heart. His former strong enemy was no longer there, and no one would quarrel or use force with him anymore. His mood suddenly became...
Very depressed
Ting Ling lowered his head impatiently and sighed: "Luo Xi always said that we don't care about Ziyue. She is our teammate. How could everyone not care? It's just that the situation was critical at that time and everyone was worried about Hong Ye.
Because of his physical condition, he ignored the news of Ziyue's death."
"No!" He Li sobbed, "It's because we predicted Ziyue's death too early. We always thought that her life had expired, so we didn't care about her death. But..." He Li started to cry again.
, "I suddenly feel so sad..."
Ting Ling gently patted He Li's shoulder, sat down on the ground, maintained the only trace of reason, and sent a message to Yinyin Island, truthfully reporting everything that happened here to Sand Wolf.