He Yuxin asked again: "Your Xiu Gou is dead, why aren't you dead yet?"

Mentioning this, Sang Mingyang glanced at He Yuxin with a somewhat complicated expression, and then said: "Maybe Jin Chan doesn't want to be your enemy anymore."

If Xiu Gou dies, he will have no value in living. But if he is not dead, then this is most likely Jin Chanliu's back-up plan.

After all, there was no deep hatred between him and He Yuxin. At least Jin Chan had not really offended He Yuxin. As long as Sang Mingyang was still alive, they could still talk.

Sang Mingyang meant that Jin Chan had bowed his head to He Yuxin and the others, as if he wanted to let them go.

He Yuxin stared at Sang Mingyang for a long time. Sang Mingyang seemed a little uncomfortable being stared at and frowned slightly.

"We are going to see the golden toad."

He asked He Yuxin: "Are you going to kill me? Just like cleaning out those things you think are dangerous."

The fact that Sang Mingyang came back alive did not cause any disturbance, and Jin Xiaoshu didn't express any reaction. He was like a drop of water integrated into the procession of sending off relatives.

She was reflecting on whether her acting was too fake.

He Yuxin didn't answer this, she just said with some emotion: "You ate so many magical fruits, why didn't you survive?"

He Yuxin stood outside the sedan chair and watched quietly without making any response. Even the smile on her face and the relaxation in her body did not change at all.

During this period, He Yuxin fed Sang Mingyang some magical fruits every day. In three months, Sang Mingyang swallowed at least five or six tons of magical fruits. His condition seemed to be getting better day by day.

He Yuxin put on a new dress, stood beside the gray sedan chair, glanced at the mountain in front of her, and naturally took a magic fruit and handed it to Sang Mingyang.

She didn't seem to hear that sound.

He has always been a lone wolf. The long years and suffering have smoothed his edges. He became He Yuxin's lover, but it does not mean that he has lost his backbone.

He Yuxin continued to smile, still unable to read back.

After Sang Mingyang got the magic fruit, he couldn't wait to eat it. He Yuxin watched him eat it. He Yuxin didn't speak until he finished eating.

The interlude in the team ended like this. Before going up the mountain, He Yuxin used steel bars to test the people in the team one by one until she confirmed that there were no other non-human beings in the team, or that living people had quietly turned into After seeing other non-human beings, he started to go up the mountain.

But he didn't. The moment his way of existence changed, he actually had the will to die.

She bent down and picked up the pair of scimitars from the ground. These scimitars were Sang Mingyang's most powerful weapons. When He Yuxin held them, a cold light flashed from their blades, and she felt a flash of light on her hands. Heavy, rust and stone spots appeared on the originally clean and sharp scimitar. They chose to seal themselves.

He died, his body was wiped away by invisible forces, and all that was left was the scimitar on the ground.

No demons or monsters can escape from his hands. He is like a god of death.

And today, they finally arrived at their destination—Jinyang Mountain!

It was only now that He Yuxin saw Sang Mingyang fighting seriously for the first time.

It's just a pity that He Yuxin is not the kind of person who will satisfy existential desires that have nothing to do with her. She can't use these knives, so their greatest value is to be shelved and become Sang Mingyang's relics for her to remember.

But obviously, he was not fooled by her.

Before he died, he drew out a pair of scimitars from his waist, but instead of attacking He Yuxin, he threw the scimitars to the ground.

She whispered to He Yuxin: "That wolf cub probably likes you."

Their owner has completely disappeared, and He Yuxin is not recognized by them. They will wait in this attitude for the next owner who can be recognized by them.

He Yuxin smiled and took out a magical fruit. Sang Mingyang couldn't wait to snatch it away and eat it. She looked at him ferociously devouring it, and there was a flash of extremely fast emotion in her eyes.

Sang Mingyang is very powerful. Although his combat power is not as good as Jin Xiaoshu's, he is already in the first echelon of players' combat power.

He Yuxin smiled and said that she could not read back.

"A lot weaker..."

After all, he was the one who had a fight with her, and at the last moment, she still wanted him to leave peacefully.

The tear fell on his withered palm, but Sang Mingyang smiled.

That emotion flashed so fast, as if it had never appeared before.

He looked at He Yuxin, watching her press the hand wrapped with vines on his wrist to his swollen chest, watching the vines pierce deeply into his chest, the two of them just looked at each other, and suddenly He Yuxin blinked. In the blink of an eye, Douda's tears fell. Sang Mingyang saw them and caught them.

In fact, he could beg for mercy at this time, for example, saying that he was on He Yuxin's side and he would help her deal with Jin Chan.

The two looked at each other seriously, and suddenly Sang Mingyang smiled, and his smile was so bright.

Sang Mingyang lowered his head, not letting He Yuxin see the wetness in his eyes.

Sang Mingyang said 'hmm', then turned to look at He Yuxin.

He Yuxin nodded and admitted it naturally: "Yes, I am a scumbag."

This time He Yuxin walked beside the sedan chair, and Jin Xiaoshu, who had been silent in the sedan chair, started to talk a bit.

She added: "The wolf cub was sad when he died. You woman is so hard-hearted."

But one time when Sang Mingyang was fighting, Jin Xiaoshu smiled and said something to He Yuxin in the sedan chair.

With Sang Mingyang, their progress was still slow.

The vines returned to He Yuxin's wrist with their claws and teeth. He Yuxin stared at the scimitar on the ground for a long time and silently wiped the tears from her face.

It was really not easy!

He seemed very happy, but the last sentence he said was: "He Yuxin, you are such a bastard..."

"What are you looking at?"

He was still the proud man, he never tried to hide anything.

This sound was like a teasing, but also like some kind of reminder.

Sang Mingyang smiled and said to her: "He Yuxin, you are really not a thing, you are such a bastard."

With a pair of scimitars and a bow, Sang Mingyang was like an experienced hunter. As long as the prey he targeted, no one would survive.

Sang Mingyang, what a proud person.

This walk lasted for three months.

She seemed really curious, but Sang Mingyang looked at He Yuxin carefully for a while, smiled and leaned over, and kissed He Yuxin lightly on the lips.

Since the two of them met again, they had not been intimate. This was the first time.

Until Jin Xiaoshu sighed and said: "Actually, he is a good person. You may be the only one in this life. You can actually try to talk to him."

He Yuxin whispered at this time: "Then wait for death?"

Jin Xiaoshu wanted to say that Sang Mingyang would not hurt her, but in the end, this sentence only became a sigh.

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