"Hey, kid, where are you going to take us?" Seeing that he was becoming more and more unreliable as he walked, Xiahou Huan'er became a little worried.
Dongfang Xingran didn't even turn his head, but said coldly: "Don't you want to leave this place?"
"That's inevitable." Is she still here waiting for Wan Qinrou and Long Qiao to catch up?
"If we walk another five kilometers and leave their sensing range, we can leave by boat." Dongfang Xingran said calmly.
"What, walk five kilometers?" Did she hear it correctly? She couldn't even walk five kilometers by herself. Not to mention that she was still carrying a heavy Dongfang Xing. God, let her die.
Dongfang Xingran continued coldly: "Within five kilometers, as long as there is a ship going out to sea, my mother will know it immediately. No matter what ship you get on, you will have no chance to escape."
"Your mommy is really not a human being." Damn it, I have a husband, children, what a happy family, and yet I am still thinking about Uncle Gou. I really want to kill her.
Xiahou Huan'er felt itchy with hatred.
When Dongfang Xingran heard her scolding Wan Qinrou, he wasn't angry at all, but his eyes became colder, and then he uttered a sentence that almost stunned her: "You talk so much nonsense, this sentence is finally right."
"What?" Xiahou Huan'er was stunned.
"She is not a human being. When she took refuge in the Iron Scarabs, she had already abandoned her own race." He spoke in a very calm tone, as if he was talking about a chaotic person who had nothing to do with him.
"What about you?" Xiahou Huan'er looked at his thin back and suddenly felt a little pitiful about him.
Dongfang Xingran paused for a moment and said coldly: "Don't look at me with sympathetic eyes, I don't need the extra pity of humans."
"Tch, I don't sympathize with you, how could you live so long?" His life experience really made her curious, how could he live for so long and still be like this.
Dongfang Xingran paused for a moment, with an indescribable feeling in his tone, and said lightly: "I am just like the man on your back."
"What?" Xia Houhuan'er opened her eyes wide in shock, looking at his thin back with disbelief, her voice trembling, "You, you are actually a zombie too, a little guy who has lived for five hundred years."
The things I discovered today are really more interesting than the last.
"Strange?" he asked indifferently.
The corners of Xiahou Huan'er's mouth twitched and asked curiously: "How did you become a zombie?"
Dongfang Xing was silent.
"Can't you tell me?" Xiahou Huan'er asked curiously after a while.
He replied calmly: "No." After saying that, his pace quickened again.
Xiahou Huan'er called to him anxiously: "Hey, kid, walk slower, I can't keep up."
"If you lose me, you can find a way to leave by yourself." Dongfang Xingran said coldly and walked faster.
"Damn, you kid is so unlovable." Xia Houhuan'er was so angry that her teeth itched, and she thought to herself that if she could escape smoothly this time, she must make Dongfang Xing lose weight, otherwise, one day, she would
He was crushed to death.
Xiahou Huan'er was carrying Dongfang Xing, who was heavy on her back, and was already using all her strength to catch up with Dongfang Xingran.
The sky was dark and there was only dim moonlight, so the result was tragic.
With a miserable scream, Xiahou Huan'er carried Dongfang Xing on her back, took the wrong steps, and rolled down the slope gorgeously.
