After coming out of the Frozen Mountain, Han Xin's health has been improving, and Yan Xiaomo breathed a sigh of relief.
But in the middle of the night, Han Xin's body began to feel cold.
The cold Han Xin hugged Yan Xiaomo's slim waist tightly.
"Dragon Mastiff, come here."
Yan Xiaomo called out to the dragon mastiff who was huddled in the corner and drawing circles.
"What's wrong?"
Long Mastiff looked up weakly at Yan Xiaomo.
A bird losing its freedom and sky is equivalent to a bird breaking its wings.
He is a bird with broken wings.
"Come here and hold Han Xin, he's so cold."
Yan Xiaomo's energy alone was simply not enough to keep Han Xin warm.
"It's very embarrassing for you to ask me to hug a man and spread the news."
Long Mastiff said with a look of disbelief.
"Don't worry about those things, saving people is more important now."
Yan Xiaomo was a little anxious.
It was getting better before, but she started to feel cold after midnight.
"What kind of relationship do you have with him as good friends that makes you really fall for him?"
Dragon Mastiff walked towards Yan Xiaomo and said with a disgusted look on his face.
To be honest, he was a little envious.
"Of course it's the relationship between you and me, and me and you."
Yan Xiaomo said with some pride.
In fact, Han Xin didn't even know who Yan Xiaomo was.
The scene of the dragon mastiff hugging Han Xin was so loving that Yan Xiaomo felt like an ignorant light bulb.
Han Xin held Yan Xiaomo's hand tightly and almost never let go, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw and refused to let go.
After a sleepless night, Yan Xiaomo really didn't feel sleepy at all.
The next morning, Han Xin slowly opened his eyes and found that the chains on his body had disappeared, and his hand was tightly holding a weak, boneless hand.
He frowned slightly, remembering that he seemed to have been saved by someone.
"Han Xin, you're awake."
Yan Xiaomo looked at Han Xin in Long Ao's arms and opened his eyes, frowning slightly as if he was thinking about something.
Hearing this voice, Han Xin slowly raised his eyes, looking at the smiling face, his mind was slightly shaken.
"Yan Xiaomo" A strange name came to Han Xin's mind.
It seemed that she was the one who saved him.
Without waiting for Yan Xiaomo to say anything, Han Xin continued: "You saved me."
Yan Xiaomo smiled bitterly and said, "I saved you from the Frozen Mountain, but we were caught by the werewolf again, and now we are in the werewolf's cell."
At this time, Long Ao also woke up, looked at Han Xin in his arms, and pushed Han Xin out in shock.
"Long Ao, be gentle, Han Xin hasn't fully recovered yet."
Yan Xiaomo quickly helped Han Xin up and said to Long Ao with some reproach.
"Anyway, you can't fall to death."
Long Ao curled his lips.
"I'm fine."
Han Xin stood up slowly.
He was much better here than in the Frozen Mountain, and his body was slowly recovering.
Turning his head, Han Xin asked Yan Xiaomo, "Why did you save me?"
"God sent me here."
Yan Xiaomo raised his chin slightly.
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“And still here” Long Ao answered without giving any face. "" Suddenly, the cell door was opened, and several werewolves came in and took the three people out one by one.
"I have an ominous premonition."
Long Ao looked at the two werewolves next to him who were a head taller than him, feeling a little uneasy.
Every time he met a werewolf, something bad always happened.
The first time he was taken away from the leadership position by a werewolf, the second time he was almost beaten by a werewolf, and the third time he was beaten up by a werewolf until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. oshow7: