Fragments like a dream flashed before Haru's eyes, but no matter how dazzling they were, it was just a dream, just like the stars that would eventually dissolve into the morning light, unable to catch or keep them.
The warm light gradually faded, and he suddenly felt the warmth of tears streaking his cheeks.
"Mr. Limo, what was that just now?!"
Haru, who gradually regained consciousness, broke away from Li Mo's hand and stood up suddenly. In panic, he realized that Li Mo was sweating profusely next to him, and there was still blood at the corner of his mouth that he had wiped off in a hurry.
"Mr. Limo..."
"Really, after all, I still couldn't do it, and I used extra strength. If you tell me that you still haven't made up your mind, then I will definitely tear you into pieces."
Li Mo tried to stand up, but as soon as he stood up, his vision became blurred. After taking a staggering step, he lost his center of gravity and fell forward.
Haru hurriedly stepped forward to support him and shook his head at him:
"No, if I continue to persist, I will lose even this precious gift given to me by Mr. Li Mo. I will say goodbye to the child properly. Thank you, Mr. Li Mo."
Li Mo put his hand on Haru's shoulders and stood up reluctantly. He closed his eyes and smiled softly, and gently placed his index finger on his lips:
"Keep it a secret from others."
Then he turned his head and looked at the blue-haired girl lying beside him.
"it hurts......"
The blue-haired girl coughed violently several times and held her stomach in deep protest. She stood up slowly, and then a slight headache made her hold her temples.
"I seemed to have passed out after being beaten."
How should I put it, although the impression is a bit vague, it is really a very terrifying feeling.
"It's your imagination."
After Li Mo simply dealt with it, he stood on his own feet with the huge crystal beside him, and then gently pushed Haru towards Yuki Onna from behind.
Haru nodded to Li Mo, took a deep breath and walked to Xue Nu's side:
"Miss Yukionna..."
But before he could finish his words, Yuki-onna suddenly jumped up and hugged him tightly.
She just buried her face in Haru's arms without saying anything. She just hugged Haru with all her strength, which made people feel a little painful and breathless.
But Haru didn't resist and let her hold him. After a while, he gently put his hand on Yuki Onna's head and whispered in her ear:
"It doesn't matter, I'm still with you."
Only then did the snow girl react slightly. She slowly raised her head and called softly:
"Mr. Haru?"
"I am here."
After receiving a response, she slowly let go of her arms and separated her body from Haru as if awakened from a dream.
Her body temperature was extremely low, and she always felt that it would be uncomfortable for others to lean against her, so she originally did not dare to hold others like this, but now her mind was in a mess, and she seemed unable to think about anything.
"Sorry, Mr. Haru, I..."
"Snow......"
"It's okay, Mr. Haru, I will definitely find a way, so Mr. Haru, you must..."
Yuki-onna seemed to understand what Haru was going to say, and interrupted him again before he could speak.
But the only thing that was alive was her voice, and the fingertips of her fingers that were tightly grasping Haru's sleeve were a little black.
"Miss Yukionna! That's enough!"
Haru's roar interrupted the Yuki-onna who was talking nonsense. She and Haru looked at each other and stayed there in shock.
But before she could react, Haru grabbed her shoulders and hugged her tightly, pressing his face tightly to her head:
"That's enough. I don't want to lose you anymore."
Haru's words reached Yuki-onna's ears clearly.
At this moment, her whole body seemed to have given up functioning.
The pain in her chest was so severe that she couldn't breathe, her legs had lost their strength, and even her mind went completely blank. Such a warm embrace and such warm words made her completely succumb. She finally understood that she had lost this world.
It seemed that she had gone through a distance of 10,000 light years before she spoke as if she had awakened:
"I see."
She gently broke away from Haru's arms and took his hand.
On the ring finger of Haru's left hand is a ring as clear as ice, which is the medium of her name contract.
"Mr. Haru's hands are really cold, and so am I. It would be nice if my hands could be a little warmer for you."
Haru felt heartbroken when he saw Yuki-onna's forced bright smile, but he knew that he could no longer say anything. Even one breath of his could destroy the consciousness that the girl in front of him had finally built up.
He could only grit his teeth tightly and silently watch the last scene between him and this girl.
Yuki-onna gently held the ring on Haru's hand. As long as he took off the ring, his name would come back, but that meant everything was over.
She closed her eyes tightly, held the ring tightly, and then...
"stop!"
Li Mo, who had been standing behind them, suddenly grabbed Haru's wrist and pulled away his hand.
The drunk Xue Nu looked at Li Mo in astonishment. He had always advocated taking back his name, but now he stopped himself. Why on earth...
"The handing over of names is not that simple. It requires a ceremony. If the ceremony is not done well, there will be a backlash from the power."
There was no need for Xue Nu to ask, Li Mo had already explained.
"but......"
The Snow Girl was even more stunned when he explained this. She had never heard of any talk about rituals, nor had she heard of the idea that her own power would backfire on her.
"But what? Do you think you understand or do I understand?"
"Excuse me......"
As if he was bullying someone, Li Mo pushed the clumsy snow girl back with just one word.
"Anyway, it won't work here. Let's find another place."
Li Mo walked to the Demon King who had been put aside by him. Fortunately, she could sleep like a dead pig holding a pillow in this situation. Li Mo really admired her.
He held the Demon King's shoulders and pushed gently.
"big boss."
no respond.
"big boss!"
Still no response.
Snapped--
"Ah, it hurts!"
Lord Demon King covered his burning face and jumped up. While rubbing his eyes, he looked around and saw Li Mo's familiar face.
"A Li, I seem to have dreamed of being beaten, and my face is burning and hurting."
"It's your imagination."
"Yes, yes, where are the rest of you?"
"We'll go home soon."
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