Such a proud woman, how should she make this decision? How should she accept this?
Wen Xining continued to smile bitterly, looked up at the sky, and took a deep breath again.
“Cool.”
Although it was just two words of relaxation, Mu Lifeng's heart suddenly tightened because he heard the scent of desolation from it.
"Don't worry, aren't there still ten days left? Maybe things will turn around."
This is the only thing he can comfort her at this moment.
Wen Xining nodded, gently punched Mu Lifeng in the chest, and smiled:
"Thank you, Li Feng. After telling you, I feel much better. You are really my good friend."
"Brother?"
Hearing this strange title, Mu Lifeng murmured,
"Is this what you said again?"
"Yes, it means good friends, best friends, good brothers."
Wen Xining turned around and walked forward while talking, while Mu Lifeng behind her was thinking.
Good friend, good brother, he understood it, but...
"Swish..."
A sudden voice interrupted Mu Lifeng's contemplation. While looking up, he heard Wen Xining's scream.
"Blue Feather!"
I saw Lan Yu dragging the obviously long tail wing hovering above the two of them. Under the dim moonlight, the blue and gold feathers reflected a brilliant red light, which was so beautiful.
"Why does it seem like it has grown a lot at once, and the color of the feather is different?"
Mu Lifeng frowned and puzzled, but Wen Xining kept waving his hands at it. This guy disappeared since he found a group of eagles to siege the poisonous snake that day. Why did he appear again now?
"Bang."
Something fell from Lan Yu's body and fell into her hands impartially. When he looked down, Wen Xining screamed in surprise again:
"My Nighthawk?"
However, with her cry, another thing fell down, it was a white bead.
"Xuan Ice Bead!?"
This time, Mu Lifeng was shouting. He saw him spinning up and catch the mysterious ice bead in the air. The moment he landed on the ground, he looked at each other in shock.
"Lan Yu, did you snatch these two things from Nangong Ye?"
Lan Yu glared at Wen Xining and thought to himself, "Aren't you talking nonsense?"
Then he flew around Wen Xining a few times. After seeing her still blood-stained shoulders, a fierce look flashed in his little golden eyes.
Mu Lifeng stretched out his arm to it knowingly. After hesitating for a moment, Lan Yu stopped on his arm, but his eyes were full of disdain.
Mu Lifeng was despised and was helpless, and said in his heart:
Well, because you are a great hero, I won’t bother with you anymore.
"Lan Yu, thank you so much. Let me kiss you, muma..."
The excited Wen Xining hugged the bird's head and blew heavily on its head.
This action completely petrified a person and a bird in front of you.
But the face of Lan Yu's already red bird became even redder.
Oh my God, he was kissed by a woman, but he was kissed by this woman. Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Unfortunately, no one heard its thoughts, because Wen Xining had already snatched the Xuanbing Bead in Mu Lifeng's hand and ran towards Beitangshuo's room.
With the Xuanbing Bead, there is a glimmer of hope.
Unfortunately, disappointment always comes faster than hope.
When Wen Xining learned from Xiao Yunnuo that even the Xuan Ice Bead was useless, the hope that had just been ignited was once again shattered.
Looking at Su Luoran, who was standing aside, her eyes were swollen due to crying, and her handkerchief was twisted, Wen Xining sat down dejectedly on the chair.
"When will Shuo wake up?"
Wen Xining's voice was full of fatigue. She was so tired, physically and mentally tired.
"I should be able to wake up tomorrow morning. I had already controlled the toxicity before. Now there are more Xuan Ice Beads. Although it cannot detoxify, it can help him recover his strength as soon as possible."
As soon as Xiao Yunnuo finished speaking, Wen Xining waved at her and said with slight silence:
"You all go to bed, I'll do it if you have me here."
Everyone looked at each other, Mu Lifeng was the first to object,
"No, you have to go and rest!"
Her love flower poison had just been relieved, and she had shed so much blood before her injury, and she had not even changed her clothes yet.
How could he feel assured that she would stay here alone?
Wen Xining did not answer, but heard Su Luoran's weak voice sound:
"Sister Wen, let me take care of Brother Shuo."
"Swish", everyone's eyes turned to Su Luoran's face, but Wen Xining suddenly stood up and walked towards Su Luoran, with a cold expression and expressionless face.
Seeing her approaching her step by step, Su Luoran took a step back in fear. Su Chaha on the side quickly blocked her daughter and said apologetically:
"Too... the princess is calm, it's the little girl who is reckless, Princess, you..."
Wen Xining finally stopped and held her hands tightly on her side, looking at Su Luoran's eyes full of anger.
It's all her!
If it weren't for this woman, I wouldn't have been angry with Shuo, nor would I run away willfully, nor would I be caught by Nangong Ye.
And Shuo would not become what he is now.
She wanted to slap her to death with one palm, but...
She might be the only one who can save Shuo.
She hated her, but in the end, she might have to deliver Shuo to her with her own hands.
How could she do this? How could she be cruel to do this?
After tasting a hint of fishy sweetness in his mouth, Wen Xining realized that her lower lip had been bitten through.
Taking a deep breath and raised his face, Wen Xining turned around suddenly and said coldly:
"Qin'er, you stay. Everyone else goes out."
This time, no one had any objections and walked out one after another.
The room immediately became quiet, so quiet that only Wen Xining could hear the breathing of her own.
"Miss?"
Quan'er held her and spoke carefully.
"Qin'er, go get some water and wash and change my clothes. Shuo wakes up tomorrow morning. I don't want him to see me in such a mess."
"yes."
Quan'er's eyes turned red and she walked out immediately.
Wen Xining walked to Beitangshuo's bed, leaned down, and pressed her face against his chest.
Her heart was still beating, and she still felt familiar, but her heart couldn't settle down no matter how hard she was.