A Genius and a God Fell In Love

It's a pity that his face was too pale, his lips were dry and peeling, his embarrassment and weakness made those eyes a little more pitiful.

The girl smiled sadly, and said softly: I'm afraid I can't hold on any longer. Even if I can escape from the fangs of the guard beast, I can't stop the hunger. I'm almost at my limit.

The restorer pressed her head and let out a long sigh, which seemed to resonate with her emotions.

He said: It's really pitiful. Seeing how helpless you are, I don't care about the trouble you caused.

Nangong Nan: ...

Is he co-authoring with her acting skills?

Invisibly became a harmony?

The corner of the girl's mouth twitched.

If he is really a god.

That must be a very vicious evil god, who is pretending to be warm, merciful, and merciful to all living beings.

Nangong Nan pursed his lips, and said softly: Thank you for your compassion, I'll go first, so I won't disturb your work.

She slightly curled her hand to her lips and coughed, then turned and left.

Where no one saw it, the corner of the girl's lips curled up.

Every time he was the first to leave behind the arrogant words, she was so angry that she was speechless or beat the ground.

This time she let him watch her back.

The restorer chuckled softly.

I don't know if it's because I saw through her thoughts and felt that the little girl is childish and cute.

I still find her slender back interesting.

Not long after Nangongnan walked, he met Zhao Feiyuan who was out of breath.

Every time she gets lost, she can find her, Nan Gongnan no longer feels strange.

Nangong, are you okay?

I'm fine, how about you?

Zhao Feiyuan panted for a while and shook her head, I'm fine. I wanted to use the old method to strangle it to death, but the pig's neck is too thick, and the hair all over its body is thick, long and sharp, so I can't do it.

With a frustrated expression, she added: A clue was missed for nothing.

It's okay, it's good that we can save our lives, that pig can't deal with it alone,

Nangong Nan raised his eyes slightly and asked, How is the girl with short hair?

Zhao Feiyuan said: Dead, you didn't see the wounds all over her body, it was terrible.

Nangong Nan looked gloomy, and said softly, I don't know if the boy she was with is still alive.

Zhao Feiyuan said: Xuan, that boy took good care of the girl from the beginning, and if the girl is injured like this, he must not be much better.

Hearing these words, Nangong Nan frowned even tighter, and his whole body was covered with sadness.

She said in a hoarse voice and softly: ...too many people have died. I don't know if we can get out alive.

Zhao Feiyuan patted her on the shoulder and said, Don't worry, at least we are still alive now, we have persisted for so long, two hours will be soon.

...Mmm. The little girl nodded slightly.

the other side

When the black pig appeared, the boy was dumbfounded.

I am my grass! It is really a pig.

The middle-aged man said weakly: Hurry up, hurry up and climb up on the black cloth.

Uncle, I have regained some strength, I will lead it to run a few laps, you climb first.

Okay. The middle-aged man didn't refuse, he was indeed at his limit.

When I opened my mouth to speak, my throat seemed to be emitting fire, and my body was already dizzy...

He glanced at the black pig who was running after the boy.

Holding the black cloth tightly with both hands, he jumped up with all his might.

Middle-aged people have never felt that their bodies are so heavy.

He struggled to climb for a long time and seemed to be still in place.

There is even a downward trend.

Uncle, hurry up.