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He could not be like a normal man, always using a normal body to stay by her side.

That way, how would she explain it to their son? This would destroy the firm belief in Mo Xiaoxiao that no matter what they turned into, they would not be a real bad guy or a ferocious beast.

His fist landed on the tip of Sima Yunshu's nose.

The wind created by her swift fist shook the hair that Sima Yunshu had scattered.

In that instant, all of the strength in her body disappeared. She could only use her hands to grab at the cold sand on her body and stand.

”Ah!” Xiao Meng Han's hands covered her head as she screamed in pain.

He was still Xiao Meng Han, but he didn't even know who he was, and there were too many memories in his mind that were clamoring wildly.

He couldn't hear a single sound. The only thing he could feel was pain. It was so painful that even if he breathed in, he would still feel as if he was inhaling thin needles. The pain made him feel as if he was suffering from a fate worse than death.

Seeing Xiao Meng Han struggling, Mo Xiao Yun's body rolled on the ground, constantly screaming out in pain.

That sound had torn her heart apart, and for the first time, Mo Xiaoxiao felt that Xiao Menghan's pain was causing her heartache.

Erdontong stood in front of the jumping wall, his gaze never leaving Xiao Meng Han. Occasionally he would look over at her sad face, but he didn't move at all.

”Big brother, big brother, Er Duoteng, do you want to see him die from the pain?” Leng Sha's voice turned from a hesitant one to an anxious one, ”I don't know which segment went wrong, but if this goes on, he will definitely die.”

There was not a single word to be said for a long time. The unparalleled profoundness in his eyes reminded the sand of countless desolate nights. It felt as if its soul was being sucked into the vast night sky as it lay on its back by the sea.

His eyes were red as he said, ”Er Duoteng, save him.”

She knew what Leng Sha meant. She had always felt that Er Duoteng's attitude towards Xiao Menghan was volatile, but now she couldn't bear to see Xiao Menghan so much pain.

What if I don't save him? Er Duoteng silently looked at Jing Xiaoxiao. The indifferent expression on his face was hard to decipher.

Not save? Jing Xiaoxiao was silent as well. She stared at Er Duoteng and walked toward him in the next second.

The rich fragrance in the bamboo forest gradually faded, and the bamboo fragrance drifted about.

A slender white figure was standing in the middle of the bamboo forest. He was quiet and his face was almost transparent.

He didn't need to disguise himself as the cold sand to wipe away the wheat colored camouflage colors. He became that goddess-like figure again, but now, he looked a little defeated.

His success was in vain. When Xiao Zhenhai drove over and brought those things to the bamboo forest, Er Duoteng did not accept those things because there was no longer a need.

If Mo Xiaoxiao didn't kick down that jar, Er Duoteng thought that he wouldn't have saved Xiao Menghan, because he wouldn't have given Xiao Menghan a second chance to silence him.

Buddha jump wall, the wall that allowed his body to step through the Gates of Hell, just like that, he landed on the ground under the feet of Silent Red.

The flame was extinguished, and with the last glimmer of hope in his heart, the redness that had not lasted for many days returned to Eardotten's face. With the disappearance of the broken jar, the pallor appeared once more on his face.

For a split-second, looking at the desperate Er Duoteng, she really regretted kicking him.

Leng Sha's mouth was wide open as he watched this dramatic scene unfold. He watched as Mo Xiaoxiao stood there resolutely.

Although he didn't know much about that jar of cold sand, he knew that it was for this that Er Duoteng had left the island. He had even gone to great lengths to lure Wang Shishi to make that pot.