"For you, Yue Po, there is nothing you can't do." Lianhun said to Yue Po with a bit of teasing.
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"Well, let's go." Lianhun nodded. He didn't have much thought to worry about anything else. They went to the mass graves because there was a shortcut to where they wanted to go.
"What should she do?" Yue Po turned around and glanced at Bo Cixin, who was still squatting on the ground motionless.
"Yue Po, since when did you become nosy?" Lian Hun stood there unmoved, letting the wind blow his hair and fluttering, and that silver-white mask looked a bit cold and strange.
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"I'm not in the mood to care. I just feel like I've seen her somewhere. However, this blind man can't be the girl who ran away." Yue Po slowly raised the corners of his lips, looking at the hundred girls they were looking for.
But there are no disabled people, such as blind and deaf people, Yue Po's brain will directly eliminate them.
When Lianhun heard what Yuepo said, he turned around and glanced meaningfully at Bo Cixin who was squatting on the ground. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes. That kind of light had a hint of calculation, which made Bo Cixin
I feel slightly uneasy in my heart.
It felt as if this Lianhun had seen through her and discovered her secret.
"Let her fend for herself. Let's go!" Lianhun turned around indifferently. The moonlight stretched his figure long. Looking at his back, Bo Cixin always felt that there was something special about this man.
The loneliness of not being able to come out feels like the whole world has been excluded by him.
That kind of loneliness, that kind of loneliness, you must have experienced a very painful thing or experience to feel like this.
In this silent night sky, on top of the huge mass graves, you can hear the sound of bones breaking when you step on the ground, because the road under your feet is almost made of human bones.
The bones were also crushed on top.
"Okay." Yue Po replied, and after saying that, he quickly followed the footsteps of the soul refiner, and left here like a lotus step by step.
Bo Cixin looked at Yue Po's enchanting back and Lianhun's lonely figure getting further and further away. Then he moved his empty eyes. After a while, his eyes returned to their usual watery appearance. The aura in his eyes was so compelling.
There is also just half a minute of indifference and sluggishness.
Such eyes are very clear and shining, and those dark pupils are as sharp as the eyes of an eagle.
Bo Cixin stretched out his hand and gently covered his abdomen. The pain still continued and did not relieve at all. This kind of pain was really life-threatening.
Li Xiang was still whimpering, looking at the goddess whose head and body were separated, his whole face was frightened, and his whole face looked extremely ugly.
After a while, Bo Cixin felt a powerful force trying to break through the shackles of his body and come out from inside.
The force that wanted to break out of the body was getting stronger and stronger, extending from the abdomen upwards, forcing Bo Cixin to open his mouth.