Chapter 71: Endangered

The river is very fierce, so when the soda wine hits the stone every time, it only feels a burst of intense pain, and it spreads all over the body, and the bones seem to be smashed.
it hurts!
Is it this time, she is a robbery, and died here? ?
Oh, no, she doesn't die.
Because she is reluctant...
Night cold, where are you! ? Come and save me!
Su wine wine is desperate, but at this moment, inside the brain, it is like playing a movie, and it constantly rushes out of the week and night.
The gentleness of the night, his charming smile, and his daring call for his ‘wine’, and his constant hand reaching for his hair...
The night ink is good for myself, and it constantly flows into the brain, and it is so clear and vivid.
The more so, the more sad the heart of Su wine is, the more sad it is.
She really didn't want to leave the night cold...
Night cold, you are now, where is it! ?
You know, your favorite wine is going to die! ?
Desperate in my heart, even if the wine is reluctant, however, there is still nothing to do.
Gradually, Su wine only feels that the eyelids are getting heavier...
However, just as the wine is about to fall into the darkness, suddenly, a burst of familiar and familiar voices are uploaded from the top -
"Wine!"
When the soda wine heard this voice full of anxious panic, the heart could not help but be surprised, and then gradually recovered a little consciousness.
Because, this voice is so familiar -
Seems--
Night ink is calling her! ?
However, is this possible? ?
Night cold, oh...
Sue wine was desperate and sighed in the heart. Finally, when the eyes closed, it fell into the endless darkness.
Therefore, Sue Liquor did not know that when she was in a coma, a strong red figure was 'ploping' from the shore, jumping into the raging rapids, and then quickly swam towards her side... ...
......
That night!
Tonight, the clouds were covered, and the twinkling stars and the bright moon were all obscured.
The black cloud that was crushed by Nawu was in the middle of low air, accompanied by thunder and lightning, and it was obvious that a thunderstorm was about to come.
In the large bedroom of the Four Kings House, the atmosphere was suppressed and dignified, and the people who waited on the side of the palace were all stunned and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.
The eyes that were full of sincerity and fear were falling on the red man who stood on the edge of the bed and looked anxious.
The lights are bright, and the dim light illuminates the entire bedroom.
I saw the man standing by the bed, a wet red dress, and it was tightly attached to him.
A long black hair, it is also wet at the moment, a little bit messy.
However, at this moment, the man does not care about the appearance of his own wolverine.
Because, now, what he is most worried about is lying in bed, not moving, dying little fox.
I saw the little fox in front of my eyes, my hair was wet, my eyes were closed, and I was lying there without moving. If it wasn’t the slightly undulating chest, I thought it was dead.
At the thought of this, the night ink is so painful as a knife.
Moreover, at this moment, the night ink is even more annoyed, but also hates himself.
I knew that he shouldn't tease the little fox. If he didn't tease the little fox, this little fox wouldn't borrow urine because of his shy relationship.
Finally, it is not going to happen like this...
I thought about it for a long time, and I couldn’t wait for this little fox to come back.
With his understanding of this little fox, the night chills know that this little fox is not so confessed.
After a long time, I didn’t come back, what an accident! ?
At the thought of this, the night of the cold will be anxious, and then the diver will be diverged to look around.
When I got the news and rushed to the river, it was already too late.
When he saw that he always wanted to hold the little fox in the palm of his hand and pampered, he was chased by the man, and then fell on the raging river, the night of the cold only felt his heart, like a pain.
The knife-like pain almost suffocated the night!
At first thought, this little fox fell into the river, and was washed away by the river, or died. The night of the cold only felt that the brain was blank and nothing could be imagined.
In my heart, there is only one thought, and that is --
Never let this little fox die!
At the thought of this, the night of the cold is even more desperate, at the risk of life, and then jumped into the river.
In the end, he tried to find the little fox and saved it.
However, at this moment, watching this lying in bed, moving motionless, dying little fox, night ink only feels his heart, but also mentioned the eyes of the blind.
A stranger of panic and fear is constantly hitting my heart.
Fear of fear in my heart, if so, this little fox, left him, what should he do! ? How to do! ?
Thinking of this, the night ink will be flustered.
God knows that after living for twenty-four years, he has never tried anything that is lost fear.
However, now, he finally realized it.
This feeling, as if someone is using a blunt knife, cut your heart like you, so that you don't want to live...
Relative to a face flustered and worried about the dignified night of cold, I have been waiting for the night of the night, and then seeing the man standing in front of him, a man with a worried face, the red lips first gently squirmed, and finally, nothing Did not say it.
The beautiful Danfeng 眸, gently fell on the fox lying on the bed, dying.
In the heart of the night, I couldn’t help but feel a weird feeling.
Obviously, he hates this little fox so much. I can't wait to peel it off into the abdomen, who calls it so arrogant on weekdays.
However, now, when he really saw this little fox, dying, at the end of the day, Night Moyu felt that he had no feeling of happiness in his heart.
I just thought that if this little fox really died, it would be boring in the days to come.
Although this little fox is a bit arrogant on weekdays, he has a little bit of it, and he is always right with him. He loves to watch him wandering and eating. However, this kind of thing that makes him angry and hates teeth is only the little fox. some!
If so, this little fox will die, perhaps, he will not be reluctant! ?
However, what shocked Night Moyu most was the action of the man in front of him.
Looking back at what I saw just now, at night, Night Moyu feels unbelievable.