Abandoned Woman Busy Farming

Aosong's heart clenched together instantly. He must be feeling very uncomfortable, but he was shouting her name?

This feeling is both sweet and sad. If it weren't for her, he wouldn't suffer like this.

She moved closer, and his voice became clearer, but the pain in it was also more obvious.

"Song'er...Song'er..." Xingxing cried out in pain. His eyes were cloudy and his vision was out of focus.

Aosong came closer and suddenly covered his mouth...

He held a dagger with strange patterns in his hand and was cutting his body. If you look closely, you can see that his body is already covered with black demonic lines, which are exactly the same as the black lines that appeared on his side face before, except that some places are deeper and some are lighter.

The places he didn't cut with a knife were all cut along the demonic lines, and black blood flowed out and flowed into the stream.

But there are too many demon marks on his body. When will it be enough to cut them all off?

Oh, another stab, and black blood splashed out and spilled into the stream.

Aosong felt a pain in his heart and couldn't bear it anymore and rushed over.

"Astrology, is there no other way?" She hugged him and asked with a choked voice.

Xingxing suddenly turned to look at her, his eyes without any warmth.

"roll!"

A word came out from between the teeth. The sound was not loud, but it was extremely clear.

Aosong shuddered, did he tell her to get out?

No, his eyes have no focus at all, and he is unconscious.

She hugged him tightly, "I won't leave, I want to stay with you. I am Aosong, your Song'er, wake up!"

Suddenly Xingxing pushed her hard and knocked her away. Aosong screamed and fell from the stream to the shore. The sharp stones scratched her palms.

"Astrology, wake up!" She gasped, but she didn't mean to blame him at all, and there was a bit more pleading in her voice.

It's a pity that Xingxing didn't wake up at all. Suddenly, he jumped out of the stream, his eyes turned scarlet when he looked at her, and he walked towards her step by step.

Aosong was not flustered, but had a vague bad feeling. She couldn't bear to fight back, and she couldn't beat him.

He approached her step by step, but couldn't hear her call at all. Finally, he walked up to her and grabbed her chin.

"Wake up, horoscope, you can't be controlled by evil spirit anymore!" Aosong shouted anxiously.

Unfortunately, Astrologer's eyes were still scarlet, and his other hand suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand up.

Aosong's heart tightened, her hand was broken and bleeding!

Her blood was bright red, which was in sharp contrast with the black blood that was constantly flowing out of the wounds on his body, which stung her heart even more.

He pulled her hand to his mouth, bit her bleeding wound, and sucked desperately.

Aosong's eyes widened, no, how could he drink human blood?

She wanted to break free, but he bit too hard, his teeth piercing the skin, and she gasped in pain.

No, what if he drinks human blood and becomes more evil?

Aosong didn't dare to think too much, raised his other hand, gritted his teeth and hit him on the back of the neck.

With a muffled groan, Astrologer's teeth finally let go, and he was knocked unconscious.

His eyes were closed to block the strange light in his eyes, as if everything before was a dream.

Aosong sniffed and helped him up.