Chapter 397 Love

"But despite your ability, you can't bring the girl back to life." Zhang Xueyou said secludedly.

"She is an exception." The iron skeleton was silent for a while and continued, "I succeeded in myself and failed in her. I searched every wisp of wind in the desert, but I couldn't find her soul. Without a soul, it is impossible to revive. For this reason, I even went to Facebook Island to look for it in the sea fog of Facebook Island. After all, the faceless people who have been specially trained may not be able to stay in the desert and will return to the sea fog. But I didn't find it either. Wu Song, she is different from your wife. Your wife's soul is here, and I will succeed. I just want you to lead Xuecheng and Facebook Island to understand, that's the only requirement. The iron skeleton lodged Wu Song again.

Wu Song vaguely felt that something was wrong. He did not doubt the ability of the iron bachelor. People like him would not be able to do it clearly and said that they could do it. However, the Judgment Day set thousands of years ago should be inescapable. If the iron bachelor's analysis is correct and the judgment day is the end of Xuecheng and Facebook Island, there should be no way to avoid it. However, it seems that as long as you decide not to participate, the fight will not be fought, or the two will not be completely destroyed. This situation is too unreasonable.

"No, I don't need it." Haisha said gently beside Wu Song, "It's okay to do this. I don't want to go back to what the world of the dead says. Wu Song, I don't want to take risks." When Haisha spoke, he hugged Wu Song's left arm.

Although Wu Song felt that his whole left arm had frozen, he did not want to give in, because now is a rare intimate moment for the two since he met Haisha. Although in front of so many people, this does not prevent Wu Song from being intoxicated.

In this way, I can not be the leader of Xuecheng to fight with Facebook Island. In other words, how can a disabled person become a leader? It seems that there is something wrong with the calculation of the iron bachelor. Alas, the prophecy itself cannot be too accurate. If everything is doomed, why do people have to live this life?

"Wu Song, has Liu Lin ever been here?" Haisha leaned against Wu Song and asked in a low voice. The voice was so low that Wu Song could only barely hear it. Wu Song was a little surprised. It turned out that Haisha also knew about Liu Lin's arrival. It seemed that the plan to send crescent moon was jointly arranged by her and Zhang Shu. It's just a pity that Haisha doesn't know that I'm already disabled and can't use the tiger anymore.

"Come here, he gave me a stone." Wu Song replied. The stone is seen by everyone present, and it is nothing to say. Wu Song knew that as long as he picked up the stone, Haisha would understand that he had mastered the tiger spirit again, even if this communication was completed in front of everyone.

"Where is the stone?" Haisha asked. There was some anxiety in her tone.

"There." Wu Song's left arm was held by sea sand, and he awkwardly pointed to the stone he had just discarded with his right hand - not far from his feet.

Wu Song knew that the current situation did not allow him to say too much to Haisha, so while answering Haisha's questions, his eyes always pay attention to the current situation. The iron skeleton didn't speak anymore. It seems that he was also stunned by the scene in front of him. Maybe he was also envious. After all, he did not have the opportunity to talk intimately in front of everyone with the girl he liked. Wu Song felt happy in his heart, which made the legend of Xuecheng speechless and not in vain. But at this time, Wu Song felt that the sea sand had loosened his arm. He hurriedly turned his head and looked at it, and the sea sand had taken two steps away.

Haisha walked to the heel of the stone, squatted down, picked up the stone, and held it in front of his chest. Wu Song felt strange that the crescent moon had left there. What's the use of the stone? Haisha smiled at the corners of his mouth, and the scene in front of him made Wu Song feel a little chilly. He realized that things might not be as simple as he thought.

A sudden pain came from his left hand. Wu Song quickly lowered his head to look at the painful part. The movement of his left arm was a little uncomfortable, so he raised his left hand with great difficulty. Then, Wu Song was surprised to find that the little finger of his left hand had disappeared, and there were white bones at the wound. The blood that should have flowed out had been frozen into ice. Under the light, it looked particularly eye-catching.

No one attacked him just now. Wu Song knew it very well, and Haisha had been holding his left arm. Wait! Could it be... Wu Song looked up at the sea sand, and soon he found the answer. The broken little finger was being placed on the stone held by the sea sand. At this time, she was no longer holding the stone with both hands, but holding it with one hand on her chest, and her other hand was groping in her arms.

Ring! Wu Song suddenly thought that his meteorite ring was on the sea sand, the magic ring that once helped him fight against living corpses. By the way, the ring itself came from Xuecheng! Since Wu Song gave the ring to the sea sand, his mind basically stopped thinking about it, because he didn't want to take it back. He clearly remembered that on the night of November 14, when fighting against the living corpses in his yard, Zhang Shu asked him to wear four fingers one after another. The only thing he didn't wear was the little finger broken by the sea sand.

Wu Song's idea was immediately tested. Haisha had torn the rope of the ring and slowly put the ring on Wu Song's broken little finger.

"What do you want to do?" Wu Song asked. He didn't know what tone he should say. After all, he was talking to Haisha affectionately just now, but in an instant, she seemed to have changed into another person, and her eyes were full of crazy filth.

"Wu Song, I told you that I don't want to go back to the world of the dead, but how can I accommodate the next dead in the world of the living?" Haisha answered while fiddling with his broken finger.

"I will find a way. Even if others can't tolerate you, I will definitely do it." Wu Song roared, and his mind was blank. He didn't even know why he said that. Shouldn't such a woman be abandoned?

"Wu Song, wake up, you don't love me. What you need in your heart is just a partner who can be anyone. Maybe you can accept a dead person now, but can you continue to accept it? Ten years, 20 years? Don't tease me. One day, you will be tired of me, and those fresh and beautiful lives will take away your heart. I have never expected love, and you can't give it to me. All I want to do is to live. Haisha replied.