More branches continued to move forward, either passing through or curling up to catch the werewolves.
Suzy turned her face.
Meng Fusheng turned his face.
Lan Yinshui turned around in surprise.
Wei Young slowly turned her face and looked at the girls holding a giant tree.
"Sure enough, is that so?"
All werewolves are trapped in the giant tree.
The silver moonlight enveloped everything. Under the moonlight, the tree was so green that it glowed.
Countless flowers sprouted from the branches, bloomed, and then... withered, turning from green to dark green, then to black, turning into dust and smoke... and dissipated.
The disciple's eyes once again showed light, and what he saw was Luo Jia falling into the snow in a cloud of black dust and smoke.
"Luojia!"
He ran over and caught her body before she fell to the ground.
Luo Jia's face was as pale as paper, and she was extremely weak. Looking at the man in front of her, she reluctantly raised her lips and said, "Thank you, disciple!"
Then, she tilted her head and fell into his arms. The girl in his arms was as light as a fallen leaf.
My heart suddenly shrank.
It hurts.
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Inside the hospital.
Mu opened his eyes suddenly.
"President?!"
Hearing the surprised voice beside him, he pushed himself up to sit upright, "Where is Susie?"
"President, what happened before was all a werewolf trap. The leader of the other party has used the blood of the elders. This time, we were all fooled. The other party captured Zi Tong, Beichen and the others have already rushed over, and Su Xi has also been with the deputy
The president and the others rushed over together!" replied a subordinate who stayed to take care of him.
Something slowly scratched down his face. Mu raised his palm and touched his face. What he touched was a drop of slightly sticky liquid.
That's blood!
The blood had a familiar smell to him, like the smell of roses - that was Susie's smell.
He suddenly opened the quilt and tore off the various needles and tubes inserted into his body.
"President?!" His subordinates stood up in surprise and supported his body, "What are you doing?"
Mu pushed his arm away, "Look for her!"
He sat down on the ground, raised his face, and said eagerly, "This is too dangerous, and your injuries haven't healed yet..."
"That's why I want to go."
Mu stumbled to the door, opened it and rushed out, letting go and running towards the exit.
If I don’t go this time, I’m afraid I won’t have another chance in the future!
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The silver moon rose to the zenith, and the moonlight cast straight down, passing through the hole and casting down.
Like a beam of light, it completely envelopes the star stone and the purple pupil on the star stone platform.
Due to too much blood loss, Zi Tong's vision has long been blurred, and the last star will be filled.
A beam of purple light slowly overflowed from Zi Tong's wrist, and then, the stream of light overflowed, and a small tripod slowly took shape in mid-air.
Turning around and flying over, Xingying grabbed the tripod in his hand.
"Purple Eyes!"
Beichen landed beside Zitong and held her face.
Her eyes were closed tightly, and her face was as white as the moonlight.
"Ha... you feel very distressed, right?" Xingying clasped her fingers together and held the small tripod in her hand, "I really like to see your expression. I am heartbroken, but I can't help it. I can only look at myself.
It’s really painful when the person you love most dies...ha..."
"Who said she would die?!" Beichen took a deep breath, suddenly raised his palm, and stabbed his chest.