Chapter 2059

Yan Huiyin was afraid of frightening the children, took a breath, shook her voice and comforted, "no, no... I'm fine..."

"How could this happen?"

Little white deer didn't believe it. Now there were only Yin Huiyin and a tracking dog around him. He didn't want anyone to have any more problems with anything. He was just a child. He couldn't do it alone!

Yan Huiyin was wearing a black cloak and black gas was lingering on his body. The little white deer couldn't see him clearly outside.

So he stretched out his hand and wanted to lift Yan Huiyin's cloak to see his face.

Well, the face of bones is also a face.

It's safe to see.

"Nothing..."

Yan Huiyin pushed away his hand and held his little hand on his five finger bones. The voice barely shook, "let's continue to observe the situation outside."

The relationship between people was sometimes really magical and wonderful. Yan Huiyin's palm trembled when he held his hand, but his fingers were very wide and long, and his bones still had some temperature. Somehow, the little white deer was relieved.

In addition, he was really concerned about Duanmu yawang's situation. When he heard the speech, he was distracted and looked out.

……

Over there, after the fire elder crushed the ear bone, he carefully looked at the white powder in his hand. After looking at it for a while, he felt more like human bone powder according to his own experience, and then his face suddenly sank.

"Bad luck!"

Disgusted, he sprinkled the powder on his hand on the ground, snorted coldly, and said to his subordinates, "take these two people with me and take them back to the mourning hall of hall leader Mi!"

"Yes!"

His highness Feilong was ordered. He walked over and rudely dragged Duanmu yawang and yenongying away.

"You, you take it easy!"

Mrs. Ji looked distressed and said to the fire: "they are still two little girls. Are you so savage to them?"

The fire elder glanced at her, "I'm not the Lord of the temple. In my eyes, there are only enemies and people in the flying dragon hall. Except for the people in the flying dragon hall, no one deserves my pity and friendly treatment!"

"Manfu!"

Mrs. Ji scolded uncontrollably.

The fire elder was not angry, and even smiled: "the struggle of the weak is really interesting."

Mr. Ji listened with his eyelids moving, but he was not happy: "the struggle of the weak?"

"Isn't it?" the fire elder didn't know why. He seemed to be in a good mood. He didn't leave. He just stood in place and stared at Mr. Ji, Mrs. Ji and Mrs. Fang with both hands holding his chest.

He seemed to be making his own speech, and his face was full of complacency: "You people, it seems that no matter what we do, you always have your own way of saying it. The temple Lord, they pity the beauty and pity the beauty in every way, but in your eyes, they feel humiliated, humiliated and dying. Now I have no pity for the beauty, but you think I am barbaric, a barbarian and have no compassion. You always have your truth 。

But when you think about it, all this is just because you are weak. You think we are humiliated and humiliated. You think we are barbarians. All you know is to complain and anger, but no one has the courage. We really fight a big fight. "

After that, he sneered, "so this is the way you weak struggle. If you are strong enough, if you really cherish your reputation more than your life, you can just fight with us. After all, even if you die, you will win dignity, won't you?"

He said a long speech. To sum up, you are weak and don't want to die. You also want to protect your life and dignity. What a joke!

Mr. and Mrs. Ji closed their mouths.

The fire elder said, "if I'm wrong, I can refute."

Mr. and Mrs. Ji did not belong to people who would argue with others. Now they are so angry that they really can't answer.

Mrs. Fang listened and said, "now the weasel has become a capital worth showing off by stealing meat from people's yard?"

The fire elder narrowed his eyes, which was a sign of his anger. "You call me a weasel?"

Mrs. Fang's face did not change at all. She said faintly, "is it difficult to call you a hero? We haven't provoked you. It's your own evil intention that took the lead in stealing, looting and plundering. You have no virtue and no intention, but you blame others for being weak?"

Fire elder seemed to hear a joke, "the law of the jungle, who can you blame?"

"The law of the jungle is the survival of animals." Mrs. Fang was not timid. "What people are, they are moral and conscientious, and you don't have these at all. It's too much to call you a weasel?"

"Well said!"

Mrs. Ji has some admiration and can't help but want to applaud.

The fire elder was finally annoyed and sneered, "it seems that you want to die, too."

"Come if you want to kill me." Mrs. Fang's eyes are calm. "We haven't known each other for two days. It should be very clear that we can't leave here or get what I want. I've long wanted to die."

Then she raised one hand to play, and then touched her wrist with the other hand. Somehow, she tore off a piece of leather.

We didn't understand what she was doing. Mrs. Ji wanted to ask, but she didn't say anything. When she saw that the skin like thing was torn off and exposed the original skin on Mrs. Fang's hand, she took a breath!

"How can there be so many wounds?"

Yes, it's a wound.

On Mrs. Fang's white wrist, there are healed wounds with new flesh.

These new meat are too many and crisscross, making her wrist look terrible!

"Yes, a little more."

Mrs. Fang gently touched her wrist, "how many years have you been here, how many wounds."

Mrs. Ji was stunned and asked subconsciously, "who hurt you?"

And she doesn't even know!

They've known each other for so many years!

"Myself." Mrs. Fang said this as if she were drinking water without any emotional ups and downs. "On the first day of the new year every year, I will draw a sword on my wrist."

"Why?" Mrs. Ji couldn't believe it. How could anyone scratch on herself?

"Because I don't want to live." Mrs. Fang said frankly, "I don't want to live long ago."

“……”

Mrs. Ji opened her mouth and her eyes didn't turn red, but tears ran down her eyes.

She quickly wiped it off, choked and asked, "yes, what happened? You, why don't you say it?"

Although they are not close, and Mrs. Fang's temperament is difficult to really get close to people, over the years, she has regarded her as the most important friend in the endless city.

They have always taken care of each other.

However, she now knows that Mrs. Fang wants to die on the first day of the new year every year!