Li Guojing struck with cruelty and ferocity, grabbing Jian Si by the hair and slamming her head into a tree:
The rough tree bark collided with Jian Si's forehead, she suddenly felt the world spinning, warm blood smeared over her eyes, and she gradually lost consciousness.
She didn't want to die, she wasn't ready to die, she had so much left to do, so many loved ones to cling to, she was only twenty-six years old, her wonderful life had just begun...
Li Guojing stopped when he saw the person in front of him collapse limply under the pine tree.
He walked over, turned the person over, checked for breath, it was weak, but she was not dead.
"One who doesn't drink a toast will suffer the consequences," Li Guojing reached his hand to Jian Si's collar,
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Nan Zhan stood in front of a gravestone, letting the wind from the mountains brush against his cheeks like sharp knives.
With the woods so vast around him, he had to decide on a direction.
