Xuanyuan Mu suppressed the anger in his heart. It's good. What she said is absolutely right. Since they are all being used, why should they care so much? Besides, when they get to the top, they still don't know who will win. With a dying person,
There is nothing to compare with.
In the middle of the night, Xuanyuan Mu suddenly opened his eyes. No, he was sleepy. What should he do?
If Jiao Li appeared at this time, he would have no way of predicting the consequences.
Judging from various signs, Jiao Li seemed to have some feelings for Yan Xin'er, otherwise he wouldn't have asked him why he occasionally thought of Yan Xin'er after being drunk.
Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Mu stood up without hesitation and walked to the pool, holding a ball of cold water and splashing it on his face.
Jiao Li killed his love, so for the sake of fairness, he did not allow Jiao Li to have it.
Therefore, after going up, he must kill this woman to avoid future troubles.
As time passed, Xuanyuan Mu found that his sleepiness had not eased at all. As soon as the cold water on his face dried, he still wanted to sleep.
It’s still early before dawn, how should you survive this time?
A trace of annoyance flashed across his eyes, Xuanyuan Mu thought about it over and over before jumping into the pool.
In the middle of winter, this pool of water is so cold that it makes your scalp numb, and your sleepiness is instantly driven away by the coldness.
Xuanyuan Mu didn't know how to swim, so he could only lie down on the edge of the pool. The fingers used to support his body began to turn white as time passed.
Yu Buhuan was woken up by the sound of splashing water. When he opened his eyes, he almost fell ill from fright.
"You're crazy." She yelled, glaring at the man lying on the edge of the pool. She crawled forward, dragging her remaining legs towards the pool like a caterpillar.
Xuanyuan Mu's whole body was soaked in the pool, and his teeth were chattering with cold.
Perhaps this was the most embarrassing side of him, and he happened to be seen by this woman.
The red eyes seemed to be filled with blood, staring at Yu Buhuan quietly.
When he came to the edge of the pool, Yu Buhuan reached out and grabbed his shoulder and pulled with all his strength.
Xuanyuan Mu was pulled out of the water like an unearthed radish.
…
"You said that for a person like you, is it so difficult to ask for help?" Yu Buhuan looked at Xuanyuan Mu with a sigh on his face.
Xuanyuan Mu said nothing and his face was as pale as paper.
"You're lucky to be soaking in such cold water. You didn't freeze to death but just suffered from leg cramps." Yu Buhuan chattered endlessly, turned his coat over, and looked at it with a smirk on his face.
He: "Tell me, if you shout for help, can I not go to save you?"
"..."
The mist rose through the clothes, and Xuanyuan Mu suddenly felt dizzy. He shook his head hard: "Give me the clothes."
"What?"
"Give me the clothes." Xuanyuan Mu ordered.
"I haven't done it yet."
"Why are you so long-winded?" Xuanyuan Mu snatched the half-dried clothes from her hand and put them on without hesitation.
"Are you crazy? Are you wearing wet clothes?"
"You don't need to worry about it." Under extreme sleepiness, Xuanyuan Mu's temper became worse than before.
"You think I want to control you?"
"Then shut up."
"you--"
In the middle of the night, Yu Buhuan was woken up by the sound of murmuring, and at first she thought she had heard wrongly, but when she saw Xuanyuan Mu sitting there all wet, she suddenly had the urge to strangle him to death.
This bastard actually got into the water again.
Ignoring the fact that his injuries were not healed, Yu Buhuan jumped in front of him and pointed at his nose: "You don't want to go up, but I still want to go up. With you acting like this, when can we leave this ghost place?"
Xuanyuan Mu opened his eyes weakly, and when he saw Yu Buhuan's plausibly scolding, he gave her a touching smile: "Are you here?"
