The tireless voice was endlessly speaking.

Tang Xin covered his ears tightly, but it was useless.

The wind in the mountains was blowing, causing peach blossoms to fall, and there was a summer rain. The light pink petals fell into the water and wandered like boats.

Another thud...

Tang Ning, who was underground, opened her eyes in a daze.

In front of her was a pool of water. It was clear and bright, as if within reach. Just when she opened her eyes, she felt her lips were burning and her mouth was almost burning.

She subconsciously wanted to poke her hand upwards.

But my mind moved, but my body didn't.

Very thirsty...

Tang Ning tried again.

The swaggering water swayed gently, seducing her, but no drop fell.

And her body did not obey her orders at all.

While anxious, Tang Ning's consciousness gradually woke up. She remembered what happened at night... The twins broke into her house, dragged her to the back mountain, and killed her...

Crazy—Crazy—

Where did this strange sound come from?

Tang Ning was stiff all over, and he could not move like a wood or stone. He only had his eyes, which looked like hers. She turned her eyes and looked at the edge from the corner of her eyes.

Bare.

It seems to be a wall.

She looked to the right again.

Still bare, not even grass.

The already cold light looks even colder.

The strange sound suddenly became dense. I was shocked and something was holding her back.

The hairs immediately stood up.

Tang Ning held his breath.

This thing seems to be alive!

It retreated and bumped into it again.

Tang Ning heard a muffled groan. In a flash, she was moved away... like a wooden board, she was held on her back and moved to the side.

The hand suddenly had strength.

She lifted up suddenly and slapped her.

"Pa" is soft.

The air seemed to be stagnant.

Tang Ning moved his neck and looked over.

A head appeared where she was lying just now. On her head, two furry pointed ears were drooping listlessly.

What she just hit seemed to be it.

The ground was still vibrating slightly.

The head master frowned and stared at her while climbing up from below.

The dark chains were tied on his wrist. He had climbed up half of his body, and soon, his whole body came out. He squatted on the ground panting, his eyes still looking at Tang Ning.

But Tang Ning was looking behind him.

It was a big furry tail...

The sight moved upwards and the two looked at each other.

No one spoke.

The young man in ragged clothes and furry tail doesn't look like a human being.

Suddenly, he frowned and sniffed in the air.

The chains roared, and he approached her a little.

The frosty and snow-like silver hair hangs down and falls on Tangning's shoulder.

Only then did Tang Ning see clearly that he had a pretty face she had never seen before. He had just crawled out of the mud, but there was no dirt on his head.

He was staring at her.

Her eyebrows were filled with her amber pupils.

Time has become very long.

Tang Ning saw him licking his lips.

She suddenly felt that when he looked at him, it seemed as if he was looking at a pig, a chicken, or a fish. In any case, it was some kind of food to be slaughtered.

Sure enough, the next moment, she heard him say softly: "You smell like it tastes delicious..."

Tips popped up on the lips.

He looked hungry for eight hundred years.

The two people got closer and closer.

I don’t know where the strength came from, Tang Ning sat up suddenly, pushed him away, rolled and crawled to the distance. But this place was just a big fart, and you could see the end at a glance, and there was nowhere to hide.

He sat there, not even bothering to chase her.

Tang Ning gasped and put his back on the wall.

Moss was everywhere on the top, wet and slippery. It seemed that this place hadn't seen the sun for a long time. But the light was not dim. She could see the moss and the silver-haired boy opposite.

And... the huge array on the ground.

Some of them look like gossip, but they seem to be different.

There was a large piece of blood in the array. The bloodstains meandered like a stream, and in a corner, there seemed to be cracking.

Tang Ning looked down at himself.

The clothes had long been soaked in blood.

All the blood on the ground is hers.

Suddenly, her breathing stagnated and her eyes stopped. Tang Ning stared at her feet blankly. She was dragged off from the bed by twins and pulled to the back mountain barefoot, which should be full of wounds.

But the feet that caught her eyes at this moment looked so healthy.

And, she stood!

She bent down quickly and lifted her blood-stained pants.

The slender and smooth calves look so beautiful.

She touched her legs in disbelief.

Since that day, she fell from a tree and could no longer walk, her legs have changed. If anything is thrown away, it will be dusty and rusted and turned into waste.

The same is true for things on humans.

The muscles will shrink, the skin will discolor, and even the bones will become fragile.

But now, every inch of her legs, her legs, look so beautiful.

Tang Ning bent down and lowered his head, pulling his loose trousers all the way to his thighs.

The snow-white skin and well-proportioned flesh were flawless that she had never seen in her dreams.

Her heart was beating wildly, and she raised her head.

The strange boy opposite, who didn't look like a human, was still sitting there.

It was so surprised that Tang Ning didn't care about him.

She hurriedly touched her neck again, her head was clean and flat, with no knife edge at all. However, the flesh was cut open, the blood choked into her mouth, and the pain of being unable to breathe was still imprinted in her mind.

What's going on?

Why is the wound missing?

Why did her legs get better?

Tangning tried to take steps.

But when her legs were weak and she fell down with a bang, she didn't even walk out.

At this time, the boy opposite stood up.

He patted his torn clothes and smiled and said, "I thought some capable person had come in. It turned out to be a fool."
To be continued...