Why can I still get up?

"Xiaorou..."

At the same time, Xu Que supported the ground with both hands, stood up with difficulty, pointed at the wounds on his body, and tried his best to put on a smile on his face: "Xiaorou, look, my clothes are torn."

"???" Everyone was stunned for a moment.

You are about to die and your wounds are bleeding, but you are concerned that your clothes are torn?

"Xiaorou, you said you would make me new clothes, have you forgotten?"

At this time, Xu Que said again.

Everyone was stunned again.

This time no one complained.

Although they don't know if there is any past between Hua Wuque and that Xiaorou, nor do they know what the story is.

But looking at Hua Wuque like this at this moment, many people just feel their chests are congested.

Uncomfortable!

"New clothes..."

Not far away, Fairy Yu Rou on top of the city tower was also lost in thought and murmuring in a low voice.

She once again felt a sense of déjà vu, but she still couldn't remember anything, and she didn't even have any memory clues to track it down.

…

"Ignorant ant, why don't you shut up!"

At the same time, the Great Protector roared angrily again and rushed directly towards Xu Que.

"boom!"

This time, a solid palm suddenly fell on Xu Que.

Half of his arm instantly turned into a ball of blood mist!

The body flew out again, the breath seemed to be a little weaker, and blood began to spurt out of the mouth as usual...

With a dull thud, he fell to the ground.

He was about to die, and all that was left was his faint breath.

But he's still spitting blood!

…

The blood mist rushed into the air and slowly fell on the ground.

Coincidentally, the location where it dropped this time happened to be next to the huge red heart pattern just now.

New blood mist fell down and once again gathered into another new red love pattern.

Two red hearts, leaning closely together.

Ah, that is love!

(*?′?`?*)?

…
Chapter completed!