Chu Zheng pushed the person back again, with cold expressions in his eyes: "Are you going to die?"

No matter how you look at this good guy card, it's a weak one.

With so many monsters, he estimated that his bones disappeared in minutes.

"Wait here."

Chuzheng took a deep breath and surrounded the coffin with silver thread, calculating in his heart how fast he would have to go back here before his energy was exhausted.

The boy still wanted to talk, but Chu Zheng had already rushed out.

Without the effective range of the coffin, the power in the body cannot be used, and Chuzheng can only open the way with silver thread.

The box the boy said was still lying where the coffin had fallen. Chu Zheng grabbed the box and ran back.

The young man lay on the edge, staring at the side intently.

The howling Warcraft rushed to the girl, not knowing if it was his illusion, her speed seemed not as fast as before.

Seeing that Warcraft was about to catch up with her, the boy couldn't help but tighten his pale lips.

呲啦——

Bang--

The monsters collided with various harsh sounds, and one of them suddenly jumped up and slammed into the petite figure in front with the attitude of Mount Tai.

Fuck!

Chu Zheng cursed secretly, and the silver thread threw it out, wrapped around the beast's leg, and threw it to the side.

Chu Zheng felt very depressed.

Can't you not chase me? !

Do I want some fragrance?

There are so many survivors nearby, can't you just touch it with rain and dew?

Chuzheng put down a few monsters and finally returned to the coffin. She threw the box inside and ran away while dragging the coffin.

The Warcraft behind was chasing after it.

-

When the moon was in the sky, the shadows of the trees whirled, and the insects sang a symphony in the night.

On the rugged road, a slender figure dragged the coffin forward slowly.

The back side was quiet, there was no other movement.

Chu Zheng stopped and turned his head to look behind.

She is now climbing up the mountain and can see the direction of the city of the sun.

There was a flame of fire over there, and you could still vaguely see the beasts rising into the sky, and the huge black shadow sliding past the Haoyue.

Chu Zheng held up the coffin and let out a foul breath.

Yu Guang swept into the coffin, and the boy was lying in it, his eyes closed tightly.

Chu Zheng: "..."

I'm so exhausted, you slept!

Even if you are a card, it's too much!

Chuzheng went around the boy's head and stretched out his hand to get him up, but when he bent down, he saw the boy's forehead with blood flowing.

Chu Zheng: "..."

Which dog attacked him halfway?

Chuzheng touched his chin and thought for a moment in silence, but felt something was wrong.

It is impossible not to know if someone really attacked him.

Could it be that you hit it yourself?

The inside of the coffin is so flat, how can such an injury be hit...

Chuzheng's light swept to the box next to the boy, and there was blood on the overturned corner.

Okay, the murder weapon was found.

Chu Zheng also remembered his behavior when he threw the box into the coffin.

Very good, the murderer was also found.

Chuzheng clasped the boy's neck with both hands and killed him first.

He smashed her legs and head again. Unless this card is a fool, how could she forgive her.

[Miss sister, calm down, even if you kill the good guy card, you can still rewind it back! ! 】

The King could not help roaring.

Can't his little sister be a good individual? !

It was a pity that Chuzheng retracted his hand and pulled the coffin to the side. Then he jumped inside and supported the young man.

The blood on his forehead was still flowing, Chu Zheng looked for something to stop the bleeding and bandage it.

[Hidden mission: Please get a good guy card to prevent the good guy card from becoming black. 】

Chu Zheng: "..."

Before Chuzheng had time to express his opinion, the teenager she was supporting suddenly became unwell.

He still closed his eyes, but looked very painful.

Under the moonlight, Chuzheng saw strange lines on the boy's skin.

Those lines invaded the boy's intact skin little by little, revealing a strange black air.

Chu Zheng was at a loss.

What's happening here?

What should I do now?

"Box...Box." The boy said with difficulty.

box?

Chu Zheng pulled the box over, but there was no opening at all, so it couldn't be opened.

The boy started groaning in pain, his body curled up into a ball.

"How to open?"

The boy was holding Chuzheng's clothes with his head in her arms, and sweat gradually soaked the skirt of Chuzheng's clothes.

"Blood...my blood."

Chu Zheng took the young man's hand, cut it through without hesitation, and pressed it on the box.

The box was stained with the blood of the boy, and there was a slight sound of the mechanism turning, and then a gap appeared.

Chuzheng opened the box and there were many bottles and cans inside.

Chu Zheng put his arms around the boy and asked him, "Which one?"

The boy's pain was worse, and the black lines had completely covered his bare skin.

"Gold...gold."

Golden?

Chu Zheng didn't see the golden bottle. Chu Zheng found that there was still a layer below, and found a golden bottle at the bottom.

Chuzheng opened the cork and there was liquid inside...

"How much to drink?"

The teenager has no strength to return to her.

Chuzheng couldn't manage that much, so he pinched the boy's chin and poured half of the bottle directly.

As soon as the liquid was gone, the increasing black lines that were still spreading stopped obviously.

Then it began to fade, returning to normal skin tone.

Because of the pain, the boy was baby-like, curled up in Chuzheng's arms.

Chu Zheng threw the bottle back into the box, leaning on the coffin wall, looking up at Haoyue above his head.

-

The pitch-black coffin was randomly placed next to the bushes, and the lush trees beside it just blocked some dazzling eyes.

The young man in the coffin slowly woke up, with a daze in his clear eyes.

He clutched his head and sat up next to him.

This is where?

Head hurts...

The shocking action didn't dare to be too great, and it hurt his head.

After sitting up, he touched the wall of the coffin and thought of this coffin.

He looked at his leg, which had been bandaged and secured with a wooden board.

"Wake up...what's wrong with your hair?"

Chu Zheng's head suddenly appeared, and the young man leaned back in fright.

It may be that the injury was involved. The young man's face was pale, but he didn't make any sound. Like a frightened deer, he looked at the person who appeared suddenly with wet eyes.

Chu Zheng stretched out his hand to pick up a strand of his hair. The silver hair was in the palm of his hand, and the sun was dappled with broken shadows.

"Why is your hair gray?"

It was obviously black before.

The boy yanked his hair back.

Not only has the color of the teenager's hair changed, it has also grown a lot.

Before it was only to the chest, now it is below the waist... even longer.

A silver hair spread out, so that the face of the teenager became more and more beautiful, like the kind of elf living in the forest on TV.

The young man bent his knees and embraced her, staring at her with wet eyes and did not speak.

Chu Zheng asked several times, but he didn't answer anything.

Chu Zheng supported the edge of the coffin: "Okay, don't say anything. Eat something, don't starve to death. I smashed your leg. I will take care of you during this time."