The day just passed like this.

The man in white never went to the doctor to the girl, nor even looked at her.

The moon rose, as big as a disk, hanging high above the head, the moonlight gently embraced the earth, and everything was soft under this watery moonlight.

The man had been playing chess for a day and seemed to be exhausted. He raised his hand and put away the board, stood up, and didn't even look at the girl in the box, and turned around.

Ning Xuemo: "..."

What does this man in white mean?

He took the person away but left him here for a day, and now he just left him! Aren't he afraid that this girl will die here?

She turned to look at the girl, who was always lying in the same position, without moving.

Ning Xuemo sighed in her heart. Fortunately, this girl was unconscious. If she kept conscious and maintained such a posture, she would be exhausted to death!

She was about to walk over to see what the girl was doing, but she noticed that the girl's eyelashes trembled slightly and she slowly opened her eyes.

Ning Xuemo: "..." This girl is not pretending, right?!

What a good willpower!

The girl's eyes turned around and looked around first. After looking for a while, her body moved and slowly stretched out her limbs from the box...

She was obviously lying down and there was a look of pain on her beautiful little face.

After a while, she lowered her curse, turned over from the box and sat up, looked around, muttering in her little mouth, as if she was cursing coldly, and she would not save her.

This girl is obviously not a person who often scolds people, and there are only a few words that go back and forth.

She was about to stand up in the box when she suddenly seemed to see something, and her body stiffened and she was there.

Ning Xuemo looked at her gaze and saw the man in white sitting on a bamboo not far away, looking at her faintly.

The girl's pretty face turned slightly red, and she sat there for a while, not knowing whether to continue lying down and pretend to be faint, or just stand up.

After a while, the girl suddenly jumped up and looked up at the man in white: "You showed up long ago, am I dizzy?" She opened her mouth and said accusing tone. Her voice was like the first yellow oriole singing in the valley, very tender and crisp.

The man in white did not comment, obviously too lazy to answer this question.

The girl looked at him: "But I was really injured, I was bleeding all the time... Are you embarrassed to see a girl like me bleed to death?" She was indeed injured, with blood stains on her arms, calves, and even her chest and abdomen, dyed on her white skirt like red plum blossoms blooming in the snow.

"Are you dead?" The man in white finally spoke, his voice as cold as the wind, with a faint chill.

The girl choked and pursed her lips: "That's my life. I wake up in time, otherwise I will really bleed and die..."

The man glanced at her faintly, as if he was too lazy to talk to her anymore, so he turned around and left.

"Hey, hey, don't you ask me why I pretend to be dizzy?" The girl chased him from behind.

"Not interested." The man replied, not even turning back.

"Oh, are you not curious at all? If you ask me, I might tell you. Don't you want to take out the details of the Demon Ancestor in my mouth?"

"In no mood!"
Chapter completed!