As soon as I heard this, I stopped shaking immediately, hurriedly wiped my misty eyes, and patted Sima Yang's cheek: "Sima Yang, are you okay? Are you still alive? If you heard what I said, it would be okay.
Make a squeak."
Wuwu... Damn Sima Qing and Hu Xiang, are they possessed by turtles? There has been no movement for so long. If Sima Yang accidentally dies, let's see how I deal with them! Wuwu...
"Miss Eyue... cough... I'm fine... just a little tired... you can take the bear paw off my face... cough cough..."
Bear's paw?! Damn it, Sima Yang, actually called my slender hands a bear's paw?!
A ball of flame quickly burst into my eyes, and I aimed my "bear paw" at Sima Yang's cheek, slapped it hard, and made a loud "pop" sound: "Sima Yang, you idiot, you actually laughed at me! I'm sorry
So worried about you..."[
"Hiss... Miss Huiyue, your attack is really unusual... Ahem..." Sima Yang stroked his chest and coughed like a convulsion. His handsome face became even paler, and he pointed at someone behind me with a trembling hand.
Point: "Miss Eyue, if it's convenient, could you please... ahem... pull that vine for me quickly?"
I was stunned and turned around quickly. Sure enough, I saw a vine that seemed to be shining with water hanging down from the dark passage!