Li Huan has been wandering around outside for the past few days, and he has a little hope in his heart: maybe, where can he meet Feng Feng unexpectedly. However, such hope is being annihilated day by day. It's like a wild wolf, when you turn around, you find that your companion is gone, and the whole world, only one of you is left. A thousand years of secrets, a lonely world, he needs not only friends, but also people and partners who know him, which is even affection beyond the boundaries of men and women. Unexpectedly, it was his own life that buried all this.

In addition to the loneliness and panic of being out of the group, there is also deep remorse and worry, Feng Feng is alone, his temper is so stubborn, he is injured, and there is no one to take care of him, wouldn't he live a very hard life? Regardless of men and women, except for the last resort, who wants to be "Xiaoqiang who can't be killed?" ”

Even if you are Xiaoqiang, you will die if you fight too much!

The phone rang, very unfamiliar number.

He picked up: "Hey......"

"Are you Li Huan? Where is Feng Feng? ”

Ye Jia! It's Ye Jia!! It's this culprit!!

He laughed like a smug child. Feng Feng, the first person she asked for help when she was in danger was herself! She dodged away and didn't go to see Ye Jia again.

Ye Jia, Ye Jia, who thought he was going to win, didn't know anything. He even needed to come to himself to inquire about Feng Feng's whereabouts. He's not even as good as himself. At least she will answer the phone calls she makes twice a day, at least, she knows that she is still fine!

His heart was as desperate as the night, but his tone was as relaxed as a victor: "Jia Ye, how dare you ask Feng Feng?" You've always been a third party, you damn shameful third party, you bald ass......"

Ye Jia was so angry that he hung up the phone.

Li Huan went home, it was almost evening. There was an eerie coolness to the winter weather, and he hung his head with an indescribable loneliness in his heart, as if the world was empty and he was alone. At the door of his house, he stopped, his eyes sharpened.

The eyes that looked at him on the other side were also sharp and frightened. He suddenly remembered Gaya, whose gaze had always been peaceful, but these eyes were as sharp as a beast, and they were full of hatred and fear.

"Li Huan, what did you do to Xiaofeng?"

Li Huan ignored him and took the key to open the door.

Ye Jia was almost yelling: "Li Huan, what about Xiaofeng?" Where did Xiaofeng go? What did you do with her? ”

Xiaofeng, Xiaofeng, this man called this name so affectionately in front of him. The anger in his heart accumulated, Li Huan opened the door, went in, and closed the door casually. As soon as Ye Jia grabbed his hand, Li Huan swung it over with a punch, and the humiliating anger and resentment that had accumulated for thousands of years exploded like a torrent: "You damn bald donkey......"

Ye Jia fought back heavily, sparks appeared in his eyes, and he was almost hoarse: "You killed me, thousands of years ago, you shot me, and now, you say, did you kill Xiaofeng again?" You killed her again? You want to kill her......"