Lose 100 million today

Chuzheng pushed the person back again, with a cold expression on her face: "Are you going to die?"

This good guy card looks like a weakling no matter how you look at it.

There were so many magical beasts that he would have lost all of his bones in a matter of minutes.

"Wait here."

Chuzheng took a deep breath and wrapped the coffin with silver wire, calculating in her heart how fast she would have to go to get back here before her energy was exhausted.

The young man still wanted to speak, but Chuzheng had already rushed out.

Outside the effective range of the coffin, the power in the body cannot be used, and Chu Zheng can only rely on silver threads to open the way.

The box the boy was talking about was still lying where the coffin had fallen. Chuzheng grabbed the box and ran back.

The young man was lying on the edge, looking over there intently.

The roaring monsters rushed towards the girl. I don't know if it was his imagination, but her speed seemed not as fast as before.

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

Bah--

Bang——

The monsters collided with each other and made various harsh sounds. One of them suddenly jumped up and hit the petite figure in front of him like a mountain.

grass!

Chuzheng cursed secretly, threw out the silver thread, wrapped around the monster's leg, and threw it violently to the side.

Chuzheng felt very depressed.

Can't you stop chasing me? !

Do I want it to be more fragrant?

There are so many survivors around, can't you all get wet with the rain and dew?

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

The monsters behind chased him.

-

The bright moon is in the sky, the shadows of the trees are dancing, and the chirping of insects is playing a symphony in the night.

On the rugged path, a slender figure slowly walked forward, dragging the coffin.

It was quiet in the back, and there was no other sound.

Chuzheng stopped and turned to look behind her.

She was going up the mountain now and could see the direction of Rising Sun City.

There was a fire over there, and you could vaguely see the monster rising into the sky, and the huge black shadow slid past the bright moon.

Chuzheng held the coffin and let out a breath.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced into the coffin. The young man was lying inside, his eyes closed.

Chuzheng: "..."

I was so exhausted that you fell asleep!

Even if you are a card, it is too much!

Chuzheng walked around the young man's head and reached out to lift him up, but when he bent down, he saw blood flowing across the young man's forehead.

Chuzheng: "..."

What kind of dog attacked him on the way?

Chuzheng touched her chin and thought silently for a moment, feeling that something was not right.

If someone really attacked him, there was no way he wouldn't know it.

Did he hit it himself?

The inside of the coffin is so flat, how could it cause such injuries...

Out of the corner of her eye, Chuzheng glanced at the box next to the boy. There was blood on the overturned corner.

Okay, the murder weapon was found.

Chuzheng also remembered her behavior of throwing the box into the coffin.

Great, the murderer has also been found.

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

She hit her leg again and hit her head again. Unless Ka was a fool, how could he possibly forgive her.

[Little sister, calm down, even if you kill the good guy, it will still look like this when you rewind it! ! 】

The King couldn't help roaring.

Can’t her little sister be a good person? !

Chuzheng retracted her hand regretfully, pulled the coffin to the side, then jumped inside and supported the young man.

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

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

Chuzheng: "..."

Before Chuzheng had time to express her opinion, the boy she was supporting suddenly felt something strange.

His eyes were still closed, but he looked in great pain.

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

Those lines invaded the boy's intact skin bit by bit, exuding a strange black aura.

Chu Zheng was at a loss.

What's happening here?

What should I do now?

"Box...box." The young man said with difficulty.

box?

Chuzheng pulled the box over, but it had no opening at all and couldn't be opened.

The boy began to groan in pain and curled up into a ball.

"How to open it?"

The young man grabbed Chuzheng's clothes and rested his head on her arms. Sweat gradually soaked the hem of Chuzheng's clothes.

"Blood...my blood."

Chuzheng took the boy's hand, cut it without hesitation, and pressed it against the box.

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

Chuzheng opened the box and found many bottles and cans inside.

Chuzheng hugged the boy and asked him: "Which one?"

The boy was in more severe pain, and black lines had completely covered his exposed skin.

"Gold...gold."

gold?

Chuzheng didn't see the golden bottle. Chuzheng found that there was another layer below and found a golden bottle at the bottom.

Chuzheng opened the cork and found liquid inside...

"How much to drink?"

The young man no longer had the strength to reply to her.

Chuzheng couldn't care less, so she pinched the boy's chin and drank half of the bottle.

Once the liquid went away, the black lines that were still spreading and increasing obviously stopped.

Then it begins to subside and returns to normal skin color.

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

Chuzheng threw the bottle back into the box, leaned against the coffin wall, and looked up at the bright moon above her head.

-

The dark coffin was placed casually next to the bushes, and the lush trees next to it just blocked the dazzling eyes.

The boy in the coffin slowly woke up, his clear eyes filled with confusion.

He covered his head and sat up holding on to his side.

This is where?

My head hurts...

Jingpo didn't dare to move too much. If it involved his head, it would hurt every time.

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

He looked at his leg and saw that it had been bandaged and fixed with a wooden board.

"Wake up...what happened to your hair?"

Chu Zheng's head suddenly popped up, scaring the young man so much that he leaned back.

The young man's face turned pale, possibly due to injuries, but he didn't make any sound. Like a frightened deer, he looked at the person who suddenly appeared with wet eyes.

Chuzheng stretched out her hand to pick up a strand of his hair. In her hand, the silvery hair was mottled with broken shadows of the sun.

"Why is your hair white?"

It was clearly black before.

The boy pulled his hair back.

Not only did the boy's hair change color, it also grew a lot.

It only reached my chest before, but now it reaches my waist...or even longer.

His silver-white hair spread out, making the boy's small face even more beautiful, making him look like an elf living in the mountains and forests on TV.

The young man bent his knees and hugged her, staring at her with wet eyes and saying nothing.

Chuzheng asked several times, but he had no answer.

Chuzheng held the edge of the coffin: "Okay, forget it. Eat something, don't starve to death. I broke your leg, and I will take care of you during this period."