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Snow Grass once again saw that Su Mo was under an old tree in the deep mountains and wild forests.
His white clothes were all soaked with blood, his head hung down, and his hair was loosely draped over his shoulders. Snow grass stepped forward with a blank expression and kicked him unceremoniously. Su Mo's body was kicked to the side, revealing closed eyes and dead white cheeks - it looked like he was completely dead look like.
Snow Grass smiled coldly: "You have today too."
She turned her head and walked away, continuing to search for herbs in the deep mountains. When he returned home at sunset, when he passed the old tree again, Su Mo was still sitting there. The blood on his face had congealed into lumps, and all kinds of insects were flying around him. How could Su Mo, who is aloof, be so embarrassed? Pass.
The footsteps paused beside him, and Xuecao saw that under the messy hair, Su Mo's lips were still slightly curved. It seemed that he died very well. When he thought that this guy would be comfortable even when he died, Yukino felt extremely disgusted in his heart.
She lifted his collar and dragged him home roughly like a corpse. Snow grass felt that such a person should not die too comfortably, he should be a little miserable...
Worse.