Weird Manor: Quickly Cross the Fifth Personality

Chapter 99 Burn!Scarecrow (24)
It turns out what she thought was true.

The philanthropist steps into the dark thorn forest for the gardener.

If she didn't appear here, would Uncle Kreacher die here today?

"Uncle Kreacher, this is probably the last time I will call you uncle, so run away! Forget about yourself, forget about that miserable orphanage, and forget about everything you have done for me before."

Xing already turned his head to look at the tallest tree and there was indeed a person standing there.

If you are really the god sent by heaven to save me, then you must be able to hear my prayer.

As a person, I have no regrets in my life. The only regret is Uncle Kreacher, who has paid too much for us.

So, if you can really hear my prayer, please, please let Uncle Kreacher forget everything about the past, forget those bad memories.

As for me... if God wants my life, just take it.

Xing had finished speaking silently in his heart and closed his eyes.

It's just that the moment he closed his eyes, all those gray wolves rushed over.

Some bit her shoulders, some her neck, some her legs, some her other hand.

That feeling is really painful.

But she has long since lost the ability to speak.I can only hold back all the words in my stomach.

But it really hurts!
That feeling is like being about to be quartered by five horses.

The philanthropist wanted to go there, but was surrounded by other wolves.

He held the flashlight tightly in his hand, his eyes were red, and he threw the flashlight at the pack of wolves.

The big wolf was enraged, and scratched the philanthropist's chest with one paw.

The philanthropist grunted in pain, took a few steps back, and stretched out his hand to cover his chest, where the big wolf scratched out a few bloodstains.

He could only watch helplessly as the girl was torn apart by the wolves.

The pupils continued to shrink violently.

Baijiu, who was held in the arms of the man, struggled desperately: "You bastard, put me down quickly, I'm going to help them, luckily I'm going to die!"

The man let go of his hand naturally.

The baijiu fell straight down: "Ah!"

The philanthropist looked up and saw a small figure slowly falling down.

"Woods!"

He wanted to run over to catch Baijiu, but the wolves around him seemed like they would pounce on him anytime he moved.

"Damn! These bastards."

It's over, is her baijiu going to fall from the sky today and die?
Ah, no, she still has a lot of important things to do, and she still has a lot of uneaten food to eat.

A black shadow flashed past Baijiu, as if falling into an embrace, this embrace was different from the previous one, it was too cold.

Baijiu turned to look at the person hugging her: "Yi Mo? How could it be you?"

Yimo glanced at Baijiu: "Of course it's me, I came here to grab that flower from you."

Baijiu's face darkened: "Then you should just throw me down, I can't give you that flower."

Yi Mo landed on the ground steadily with the liquor, and her face didn't look so good: "Don't blame me for not reminding you of that flower, you can't touch it."

"Why did you say that?"

Baijiu jumped down from her embrace and looked at Yimo.

"Because I know that flower is entrusted, one person's longing for another person."

(End of this chapter)