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[35] The temperature of a living person

Seeing the devil-like woman walking towards him step by step, the fear in Tu Feili's heart had reached its limit.

Her slender body trembled in the strong wind, but her beautiful and stubborn face still pretended to be firm.

The white wolf looked up at Anubis, his wide lips murmuring words that humans couldn't understand.

Anubis straightened his body, stretched out his arm and waved to the white wolf, "Carlo, come here."

The white wolf heard Anubis's order, glanced at Tuvia and then walked towards Anubis, coming to Anubis, with Tufili and Qist beside him, Kate and even

Everyone around Anubis was frightened and ran away from their original positions.

Carlo glanced with disdain, then crawled indifferently at Anubis' feet.

Everyone is avoiding this dangerous guy, even if it is bleeding at the moment.

Tuvia smiled calmly. The more beautiful the smile on her face, the greater the possibility that others will suffer. Carlo? This is the name of this white wolf.

Carlo raised his eyes and looked at Tuvia meekly, as if he was telling something, more like he was talking about these cowardly humans, and Tuvia had no intention of managing them.

She looked directly at Anubis for a cold moment. "I came out alive, what other games do you have? I will stay with you until the end."

She swore coldly, without any warmth in her tone.

Anubis smiled evilly and reached out to touch Carlo, who was lying at his feet. A lazy and hoarse voice came out, with the ultimate temptation and masculine charm, "Carlo seems to like you very much."

Tuvia frowned, looking at the man in front of her who deliberately changed the subject, and sneered in her heart. This man's thoughts were ever-changing. She killed more than a dozen wolves under his soldier Ji banner, but he behaved extremely calmly and without any trace of subtlety.

anger.

She was alert in her heart. She wanted to find the pair of blood-colored agate stones from this man, but she had to put in some effort because she couldn't figure out what this man was thinking.

Danger!!

This is what she said about Anubis.

He lowered his head to look at Carlo, who was also looking at him without blinking. The snow-white wolf fur had been rendered red by the blood in his eyes.

Tuvia spoke unconsciously, and finally heard a hint of concern in her voice, "You should find a priest to heal it now."

Anubis raised his head and looked meaningfully at the woman standing in front of him. Although his face was embarrassed, his dark eyes were full of determination and indifference.

She finally felt like a living person, even if the object of her concern was a wolf.

Then he turned to look at the crowd standing in the corner and gave a cold order. "High Priest, take Carlo down for treatment."

"yes."

Yamat quickly stood up and saluted respectfully.

However, his eyes intentionally or unintentionally glanced up at Tuvia standing in the middle, his eyes darkened, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Tuvia didn't pay attention, and she felt relieved after hearing Anubis's order to save Carlo.

She laughed at herself unconsciously. Treating a wolf would actually make her soft-hearted, but the human who died in her hands did not arouse the slightest regret in her.

Thinking of this, Tuvia sneered in her heart. She was originally a cold-blooded and ruthless woman, and she never made unnecessary cover-ups.

Those who hurt her have only one choice, and that is to die without a burial place.


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