He took two hasty steps back, at this point, he was stunned to find that the land that had been green grass last night was now covered in snow.
“It …… snowed heavily last night?” He tried hard to recall the bits and pieces of last night, but the impression was that the weather was still abnormally normal until after he had settled Han Qianqian down.
How could this be?
Could it be that it was after he had fallen asleep.
When he thought of this, he raised his hand and slapped himself on the face. He blamed himself, he must have slept so much that he did not notice that it had snowed last night.
Another slap on his face, he knew that Han Qianqian could not be lucky, and yesterday he had been seriously injured by Xia Ran, and his health was in a precarious state.
But damn myself, not only did I not take good care of Han Qianqian, but I had even carelessly left him exposed in the snow and wind all night.
This is not to mention Han Qianqian, even if his healthy self was not really able to protect him, that would be bad enough.
Looking at Han Qianqian’s cold body, the pangolin blamed himself and slapped his face red with two slaps, “Qianqian, don’t fucking scare me, don’t scare me.”
“If you die, how am I going to explain to Su Yingxia?”
As he said that, the piercing mountain beetle hurriedly put Han Qianqian’s hand in his own, rubbing and kneading it over and over again.
No matter how much he rubbed it, Han Qianqian’s hand was still cold and lifeless, and it was no exaggeration to say that he was touching a corpse.
When the mountain beetle panicked, he moved his hand and raised a heat created by his true energy, placing it slightly on Han Qianqian’s side in an attempt to melt the ice and snow on his body.
However, when the ice and snow melted, what came to the piercing armour was not any hope, but full of despair.
Without the layer of snow and ice, the exposed skin of Han Qianqian’s arms and hands was pale and blackened, and from the looks of his physique, he looked as if he had been dead for some time.
The man in the pierced mountain vest smashed his fist heavily on the snow, not caring that the thick stones on the soil under the snow cover would hit his fist with blood flowing, at this time his eyes were full of only endless sorrow and self-recrimination.
The man who has tears does not play lightly, not to mention the man who is no softer than Han Qianqian’s heart, at this time is also drops of tears falling, falling in the snow, hot tears, pierced into a hole.
All the past images one by one surfaced in his own mind, there is Han Qianqian’s seriousness, there is Han Qianqian’s seriousness, there is also Han Qianqian took himself to eat, drink and play everything everything.
Even though, he was just some object of his, even though he was his master.
But after spending so much time together, he knew that Han Qianqian saw him as his little brother, and he, too, saw Han Qianqian as his big brother.
But because of his own mistake, he had caused ……
The more he thought about it, the sadder he felt, the more guilty he felt, the more the pangolin even took his head and kept hitting the ground, and soon, the snow under his forehead was already a sweet red.
Suddenly, the pangolin stopped, followed by a slow lift of its head.
Behind him, a figure slowly walked over and then stopped about ten metres behind the pangolin.
“What are you doing here? You must be very happy now that he’s dead?” The mountain-people piercing said with a smile.
Behind him, the figure did not say a word.
“Oh, I’ve got you, not saying a word?” The Mountain Piercing Armor coldly grunted in disdain and then said, “Come on, kill me too, I’m guilty anyway with Han Qianqian dead, and I don’t want to live any more, dirty your hands and have a painful one.”
With these words, the piercing beetle closed its eyes directly and waited for death with one heart.
At that moment, the figure behind him moved slightly, and then an icy voice came out, “What’s so hard about killing you? It doesn’t matter if I do you a favour.”
“Only, I need to tell you one thing, if you die, then there will be no one to carry Han Qianqian back, and then he will have to die even if he doesn’t.” With those words, the figure turned around and left.
The pangolin’s eyes snapped open, what ……