The north wind in the twelfth lunar month of winter is bleak, and the body temperature clinging to the back is familiar and warm.
If the time and occasion were right, Leo xun would be very happy to stick together with Blake Lou to keep warm. The ambiguous behavior of rubbing his ears like that just now also makes people feel happy.
Several disciples were standing not far away, as if they wanted to send a signal to call for help, but they were afraid that Blake Lou's men would mercilessly operate on Leo xun, so they were stuck in place and did not move.
Seeing this, Leo xun tugged at the arm in front of his neck and said softly, with a sense of helplessness: "Where do you want to try to run?"
It would be fine if outsiders didn't know, but Leo xun knew that the two of them had long been like grasshoppers strung on a rope. Even if he was held in his hands, wouldn't it mean that he wouldn't be able to escape the evil trap?
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