Chapter 492: Moon Dark Wind High

Yang Zimei and Xuehu walked casually in the street, but they were not interested in anything, let alone to buy something.
Snow Lake also became much less than usual.
From time to time, Xiao Qian was in the midst of a gag, but he was still unable to mobilize the atmosphere.
"do not be sad!"
Xuehu reached out and held Yang Zimei's shoulder, and her blue eyes looked at her pupils, "I will definitely be back."
"Well, I'm not sad."
Yang Zimei smiled reluctantly.
Yes, she didn't want to be sad, but she couldn't restrain her.
She hated parting, and even more hated parting.
Knowing that such a bad attitude would add to the sadness of Xuehu, she couldn't hide it.
Xuehu looked at her, her thin lips moved slightly, she wanted to say something, but she said nothing in the end.
He reached out and touched her hair, suddenly turning into a little fox and jumping into her arms.
Yang Zimei was holding its snow-white, small body, and her heart was aching again.
She reached out and stroked her smooth fur, remembering what she had seen him under the tree for the first time.
"Come back to city A!" Xuehu's small paw patted her back. "B city is so beautiful. You don't have much thought now, so you might as well go back soon."
"Ok."
Yang Zimei reached out and stopped a taxi, took Xuehu in his seat, and reported the destination of city A.
The car galloped along the highway ...
Yang Zimei, Xuehu and Xiaoqiansan were relatively speechless.
Xiaoqian had been so scared of Xuehu that he wanted to leave every day. Now, he suddenly left, and it was very sad.
Xuehu left, and no one quarreled with it anymore.
The most important thing is that Yang Zimei will be sad because Xuehu's departure.
The car suddenly stopped on a more remote section of the road.
"Not good, the car is malfunctioning." The driver called, glancing back at Yang Zimei, and that look had some meaning.
Yang Zimei kept lowering his head and touching the fur of Xuehu, but found no difference in his eyes, but thought that it was a simple car failure, so he didn't care, opened the door and came out.
The driver approached her, holding a large wrench in her hand, and suddenly a wretched smile appeared on her face, with a dark tone, "Girl, the car is broken now, and we are very boring. Let's do something interesting. Do it? "
Yang Zimei raised his eyes and glanced at him, seeing through his heart.
I did not expect that I would even encounter a driver with bad intentions.
"Not interested in."
Yang Zimei touched the fur of Xuehu and said lightly, "If you don't want to die yet, it's better not to do anything."
"Haha, the little girl's tone is very loud. Look at you like this, what else can you do to me? Now the dark black wind is high, even if I throw you here, no one knows." The driver laughed with a sneer and raised The wrench approached her, "If you don't want to die, obey the grandpa obediently, and let the grandpa hurt you well."
"Well, the dark night wind is high, and no one knows the words of the dead body." Yang Zimei touched the fur of Xuehu casually.
"Throw the body, then look upset."
Snow Lake sounded.
Hearing the pet in her arms suddenly speaking, the driver was taken aback, took a step back, and asked nervously, "Who? Who is talking?"
"It's me." Xuehu stretched lazily, "Don't make trouble, I'm sleepy, and drive quickly."
The driver saw clearly this time, and the words were really spoken from the pet of the fox-like pet in the girl's arms.
He asked wryly, "You ... are you a monster?"
"Ok."
"what--"
The driver shouted in fright, dropped the car, and ran frantically on the road to escape ...