The darker it got, the colder it became.

Alright, that's fine. After all, this pit is quite a waste of effort. Aren't those that have been dug out by human and material resources spent all their time digging them up? The fact that he died here also made the people who dug the hole feel a sense of accomplishment.

Humans must be at a loss of their footing.

Tsk tsk, not bad, not bad. Seeing how smooth my sentences are now, I have learnt even more. In Liangcheng, if you close your eyes and bite your teeth, you can never wake up again. I live, have some hope for life, hope, in fact, but once around the circle, back to the origin, different way of dying, after all it is just a death.

He reached his hand into his wrist and quietly stroked the silver bracelet. The light lines on the bracelet were reflected into his heart from the tip of his finger.

Mother, you will also leave this world one day. Then the heavens' love will take care of you for Mo Li in another world. Don't worry, the heavens' love will be very patient.

His eyes were closed and his feet were stiff from the cold.

Suddenly, I really want to sleep, so let's sleep then. In the past, I always felt bad with myself, so I went to beg Grandma Fu for a beating. After all, I have grown up a bit now, so I'll just go along with it.

The dream was also very, very cold. I saw Mo Li standing on top of the glacier, waving at me. He still had that warm smile on his face.

Without saying a word, I waved my hand and headed deeper into the ice river. I ran after Mo Li.

However, the sound of the hooves broke the serenity of the glacier. Li Zimo, that bastard, sat on the horse and pointed the horsewhip at me from above. "Want to escape?"

I was enraged and scolded him, "You bastard, you won't let me go even if I die."

He laughed proudly. "I won't let you go, what can you do?"

That kind of arrogance made me go crazy. "I will bite you to death!" He threw himself at Mo Li, intending to first bite him to death.

He raised his whip and lashed out at me. "To kill you, little bastard, to kill you, you heartless bastard, where is your conscience? "I'm so good to you, but I actually want to leave with someone."

I covered my pained face and smirked. "My conscience has been eaten by dogs."

He lashed out with his whip again. Wow, that hurt.

I was startled when I opened my eyes. Isn't this really that bastard Li Zimo? He was slapping me in the face. It was in the snow and ice, and it was Li Zimo who was slapping me. No wonder my face hurt.

"Recover or I will kill Mo Li." That fierce voice, other than the emperor, who else could it be?

"You dare to kill." I roared.

His voice sounded like he was slaughtering chickens.

He slapped my face and smiled proudly. "Listen, this sound is like someone wanting to spit out last night's meal."

I kept my face tight and said nothing, but he wrapped me in a thick coat and held me in his arms.

As he walked past those torchlight lanterns, his tired face was illuminated very clearly.

When I raised my head, I saw Li Zimo with his green mustache and red eyes under the light of the fire. There was something wet mixed with that nervousness. It looked very unfamiliar, but it also had some warmth to it.

He hugged her very tightly, because his hands and feet were a little stiff, so it would also be very, very painful.

This time he hugged me and didn't take advantage of me.

He went back down the mountain so fast that he put me in hot water and set fire to it... Boil me.

Then he pinched my nose and gave me a lot of hot stuff to drink.

When I could not stand the heat and struggled to get up, he stripped me of my clothes, lifted me up and put me on the quilt, and held me close.

I rolled my eyes at him. "I'm not dead. You can let me go now."

He smiled. "Go back and cook it again."

"You're going to kill a pig." F * ck, it's still warm water to boil a frog style. It's getting hotter and hotter, but it'll be very uncomfortable.

"Just kill the pigs." "No," he said. Her voice was low and close to my ear: "You pig, why is it that you can't see it in the blink of an eye?"

"Who asked you to dig so many traps and not mark any traps? It's obvious that you want to harm people. "I told you, even if I die, I'll curse you for having a son without a asshole."

He brought his hands together and began to ravage my cheeks. He pinched my cheeks hard and said, "Now let's get to the point. Mo Tian loves your mouth. It was scalded with a knife. How can it be so sharp?"