"It's bad, the water is rising!" Someone in the crowd shouted in horror. After the fire and now the flood, are they so unlucky? Is God going to punish them like this?
"Run quickly, this is a very low part of the forest, and there are many mountains around it. It won't be long before all the water comes to the flat ground where we are." Someone quickly saw the situation clearly and exclaimed, but there was wind,
There was rain and hail, and it was even more difficult for them to move forward now.
Dongfang Bingwu's eyes flashed with anger, and her feet were all immersed in the water. As it rained, the temperature became lower and lower, just like the cold winter.
Thunder and lightning continued in the sky. Under such a situation, people who originally thought they were lucky enough to escape the fire began to feel panic and despair again. Originally, a real dragon appeared to help them stop the fire, but now who else is going to help them stop it?
This flood.
Di Beicheng suddenly walked up to Dongfang Bingwu. While the people in front were in chaos, he could no longer control himself and reached out to hold her little hand. Her little hand was very cold, which made him feel a little distressed.
"What are you doing?" Dongfang Bingwu looked at the person in front of him and instinctively wanted to take out his hand, but how could Dibeicheng give her a chance?
"I miss you."
These three simple words were full of deep longing and affection. Di Beicheng's soft black eyes stared at her cold purple eyes.
Listening to these three words, Dongfang Bingwu's chest suddenly rose, and a strange light flashed in her purple pupils. She opened her thin lips lightly and wanted to yell at him, but his slender white jade-like fingers pressed on her lips.
, stopped her from talking.
His fingers touched her lips, causing her body to tremble slightly, and she obediently stopped opening her mouth.
"For more than a year, I have been thinking about you every day and night, worrying about you, for fear that something would happen to you. Without you by my side, my life is like a fish that jumps onto the shore. Although it is still alive, it is not
Comfortable, because it has no water, and it is destined to be happy only if it stays with water." Di Beicheng said affectionately. The yearning for her this year has been tormenting him deeply like a disease. Sometimes he misses her too much but cannot see her.
She felt as if life was worse than death.
He had always thought that only ruthless means could make life worse than death. It turns out that longing can also make people do this.
Dongfang Bingwu listened to his words, and the original anger in her heart was instantly replaced by joy. Bastard, he should have recognized her at the first sight.
"Young Master, I don't know what you are talking about." She deliberately wanted to anger him, but after thinking about it, she understood why he didn't rush forward. When he saw her, he must have wanted to rush forward.
Hold her!
Just because her current identity was Shura, and in order not to reveal her identity, he suppressed his thoughts and impulses and did not run up to her. What a fool, he thought so clearly about everything for her.
"Little thing, you are still pretending. You obviously want to run up to me when you see me. Do you mind if others say that we have special hobbies? If you don't mind, just give me your hand." Di Beicheng's thin lips raised a very nice curve,
His eyebrows were raised slightly, and he looked at her with a magnificent smile.
When Dongfang Bingwu heard this, her always indifferent purple pupils shone with a burning light, and the corners of her mouth were also raised high. Finally, she put her left hand on the back of his hand that was holding her right hand. She wanted to hold hands with him, she wanted to snuggle into his broad and broad body.
In the warm embrace, she didn't want to be the most familiar stranger with him. The feeling was too depressing and painful. Even if everyone said her sleeves were broken, it didn't matter, as long as they were happy.