Little wild wife, sleep well!

Outside the castle, in front of the fir forest.

Ripples rushed into the woods without a moment's hesitation.

She lied.

She's not going to help sun Ting, but to determine one thing.

There's nothing in the woods but mines.

"You're still here."

The sound rose, but the ripples didn't even lift the gun.

She didn't stop, but slowed down.

"Kerry, if you plan to leave him, now is the only and last chance."

The voice fell and a man came out from behind a tree.

"Why are you so sure I want to leave him?"

"OK?" Ripple suddenly stopped. She squatted down on one knee and pressed the ground with her palm: "I just made a suggestion. The cow can't press its head without drinking water. The choice is yours."

Kerry came forward in silence and stopped at her side.

Lowering his head, his eyes naturally fell on the back of her neck.

Ripples poked the soft soil on the ground with her fingers, blew her fingertips and stood up.

"What's in the forest? It's so tightly hidden."

Just then, Kerry suddenly moved.

He took his hand out of his pocket, and the sun reflected a sharp edge in the palm of his hand through the gap in the tree.

"Boy, don't move."

At the same time, the colder muzzle of the gun also hit his Adam's apple.

"It's not insects that bite you." Kerry raised his hand and revealed a silver dagger with a short handle: "turn around and squat down."

Ripple holds a gun in one hand and touches the back of his neck with the other hand.

The cold light in his eyes flashed sharply, and the corner of his mouth sneered: "embedded eavesdropper?"

"More than that." Kerry looked deep in the woods and looked very dignified: "hurry up."

Ripple immediately retracts the gun and turns around. She turns around and squats down again. The hand on her neck directly gathers up the broken hair of her back neck and exposes her neck.

"You're not afraid I lied to you."

"I'm dead, you can't live." Ripple's voice is cold and indifferent.

Kerry curled his lips and smiled. The meaningful radian was fleeting.

The dagger turns around in the palm, with the sharp edge down and facing the neck.

"It hurts."

"Hurry up." Ripple simply sat directly on the ground and put his hand holding the gun on his knee: "you betrayed Mo Qing. It won't be long before he has to clean up himself... Ah!"

The voice of pain came without warning. With only one sound, it was held back by ripples.

"Sleeping trough... You can't say hello first!"

Ripples hurt so much that they burst foul words.

Warm blood flowed down the side of her neck and dyed her collar red.

There was another sudden pain, only a few seconds before and after.

"Wait a minute." Kerry held down the man who wanted to get up.

Ripple smelled a smell of medicine. Knowing that he was going to help himself deal with the wound, he sat still.

"What about the things you took out." She asked.

Kerry handed her the dagger.

Ripple then looked at the tip of the knife, which was stained with black dots the size of rice grains.

"It's better to be at home." Ripple twisted the bug with his two fingers and wiped the blood off it: "at least this high-risk thing is completely controlled by the state."

"The wound is small and will recover soon." Kerry took the dagger from her hand and wiped it clean.

"What's your real name?" Ripples stood up with her arms and rubbed the back of her hand against the blood stain on her neck.

"Fang Rui."

Ripple nodded, um.

"What you're looking for is not in the woods." Kerry put the dagger in his pocket. "Come on, they're coming."

"They?" Ripples follow his steps.

"Hard to deal with."