Chapter 390

Han Xiao seemed to understand what Wen Yaxuan was thinking, and interrupted him.

The black mist is getting thicker and thicker, so thick that even the surrounding trees can't be seen clearly.

"Xiao'er..." When Wen Yaxuan turned around, there was still traces of Han Xiao behind him, who had disappeared for a long time.

"Xiao'er?" Wen Yaxuan searched for Han Xiao in the black mist. The thick black mist made the dark night even darker.

There is no moonlight in the sky to guide, everything can only move forward by feeling.

"Xiao'er? Where are you? Respond to me." Wen Yaxuan was exploring the way with his feet, calling someone with his mouth, and worried in his heart.

……

Here, Han Xiao held Wen Yaxuan's hand, and kept moving forward, waving palms, trying to disperse the black mist.

"Yaxuan, you are following me closely." Han Xiao let go of Wen Yaxuan's hand, she did not believe that she could not dispel the black mist.

Putting her hands together, the thought power in her body was continuously gushing out, and then they kept gathering together. Just when she was about to activate the power, Wen Yaxuan behind her suddenly gave her a palm.

Han Xiao's body flew up like flying, and then landed heavily.

There was a chuckle in his ear, a sarcastic smile: "It's really self-defeating to want to meddle in other people's business like this."

Yaxuan...

In Han Xiao's last consciousness, she saw Wen Yaxuan approaching her anxiously, but for some reason, there was always a huge distance between her and her.

Xiaoer...

Tick, tick, tick...

Like the sound of dripping water, Han Xiao had a long, long dream. In the dream, she was sick and slept on the bed every day, and Wen Yaxuan took care of her tirelessly every day.

He will feed her tenderly, tuck her in the quilt considerately, and pamper her with leaves and play tunes for her.

They lived very happily every day, very happy, and very satisfied in their hearts.

Until one day, she found that her body was getting worse and worse, until finally, her body was divided into two, one went to the sky and the other fell to the ground.

Wen Yaxuan watched her disappear in pain, and finally she saw him approaching a luminous place with her own eyes, and was swallowed by the light just like that.

"Yaxuan..."

Han Xiao woke up in a panic and found that her hands and feet were tied. She remembered that she had been slapped before and passed out, and then she came here.

She struggled for a while, and found that her hands and feet could not move at all. The rope that bound her looked so thin, but it was so strong.

After struggling for a while, she found it was fruitless, so she gave up struggling and looked around instead.

It was a little dark around, but her eyes could still be seen clearly. She swept across the surroundings, and suddenly her eyes returned to the starting point.

She saw Wen Yaxuan, who was dressed in white, was also tied to a pillar. There seemed to be something walking on the pillar, which looked a little creepy.

"Yaxuan, Yaxuan, wake up, wake up!"

No matter how Han Xiao yelled, Wenyaxuan was always in the same posture. If he didn't wake up, he would naturally not respond.

Han Xiao was so anxious that she couldn't break free, and she couldn't save Wen Yaxuan at all.

At this time, she was also blaming herself for her carelessness.

"It really deserves to be a special thing in the world." A magnetic and mellow voice sounded in Han Xiao's ear.

Han Xiao was shocked and turned his head: "What is it?"

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PS: add more

(End of this chapter)

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