Thirty-Nine What Does that Have to Do with You?

"You can't go out."

When this sentence sounded from Fang Li's mouth and passed into Wuming's ears, Wuming was somewhat surprised.

Almost as a conditioned reflex, Wuming asked aloud.

"why?"

"I promised someone else." Fang Li said bluntly: "As a condition for you to stay on the Iron City, you must stay in this last carriage, and you are not allowed to go anywhere."

"...Really?" The surprise on Wuming's face gradually disappeared, and he said, "However, I have to go over there, don't stop me."

Having said that, Wuming twisted his shoulders hard, freed Fang Li's hand, continued to stretch out his hand, and held the handle of the compartment door.

However, in the next instant, Wuming stopped.

Because, the hand that was pressing on Wuming's shoulder a second ago, I didn't know when to hold a sharp dagger, stretched out from Wuming's back, and put it in front of her neck.

At the same time, a cold feeling rose in Wuming's heart.

That feeling was very familiar to Wuming.

Before, on Fang Li's body, Wuming had already felt it more than once.

This feeling will only send a message to Wuming.

That is—dangerous.

"I said, you can't go there."

Standing on Wuming's back, holding the dagger in his back, and placing the sharp edge of the dagger in front of Wuming's neck, Fang Li's pair of dark eyes have turned into ice blue demon eyes.

In Fang Li's eyes, a crack-like dead line began to emerge.

Especially Wuming's petite body, such dead lines were branded everywhere, and spread to Wuming's heart.

Of course, there is also a dead line on the nameless neck.

No matter what kind of creature, if it cuts off its head along its neck, then only a special being with extremely strong immortality can survive.

And nameless does not belong to the category of this part of the special existence.

As long as the head is cut off, this cute girl will die directly.

Therefore, at this moment, as long as Fang Li exerts a little force, the cute and unusual girl in front of him will bid farewell to this world.

Ikoma was completely overwhelmed by this sudden development.

On the contrary, Wuming, even though he felt extreme danger in his heart, there was still no trace of fear or even any expression on the childish pretty face.

However, Wuming still spoke.

"There is Kabane's breath in this Juncheng." Wuming said without looking back: "There must be Kabane mixed in."

"Really?" Fang Li's expression didn't loosen at all. The ice-blue magic eye stared at Wuming's back and said, "But, what does that have to do with you?"

"What's the matter?" Wuming frowned and said, "Since Kabane has appeared, it should be defeated."

In other words, Wuming wanted to rush into the front carriage just to defeat Kabane, not because he was worried about the lives of the Xianjinyi people in the Iron City.

"Just to take down Kabane, right?" Fang Li closed his eyes.

If Wuming just dashed into the car in front of him, he could understand what kind of commotion and consequences it would cause, even if he thought about it with his knees.

At that time, the atmosphere that was finally relieved will be completely interrupted, which will only make the position of Wumei and Ikoma more unfavorable, right?

Of course, this is not the most important question.

The most important question is that Fang Li, who is familiar with the original work, knows what exactly happened to the breath of Kabane that Wuming just felt.

Therefore, Fang Li knew that even if Wuming rushed into the front carriage, he would not be able to find the so-called Kabane, and it would only give the warriors of the Sifangchuan family an excuse to shoot them.

such unnecessary behavior,

Fang Li naturally wouldn't let Wuming do it.

"To be honest with you, I can actually leave at any time, regardless of you, I'm still here now, just to pay back the favor you gave me before."

Fang Li's expression was very calm, and he said, "If you don't think it's necessary, you can tell me at any time. Anyway, I've almost repaid the favors I owe you, but I have to tell you that, based on the current situation, I can It seems that it is only me who provides you with blood, and if you want to become Kabane, then I will not stop you."

After speaking, Fang Li opened his eyes again, but the Demon Eye of Death had already been closed by him and turned back to a dark color.

Immediately, Fang Li withdrew the dagger from Wuming's neck, turned around, leaned directly against the wall, and sat down.

Wuming's brow wrinkled deeper and deeper, and then he didn't seem to want to think about such a complicated issue anymore, and once again stretched out his hand to the doorknob.

However, at this time, Wuming suddenly discovered.

Kabane's breath, which he could still feel just now, suddenly disappeared.

"Huh?" Wuming froze there.

Seeing this scene clearly, Fang Li smiled faintly, then closed his eyes and made a sound of sleep.

Wuming turned around and happened to see this scene.

At the moment, Wuming said with some dissatisfaction: "Did you know it would become like this for a long time, so you stopped me?"

The nameless question did not receive any answer.

Fang Li, who was leaning against the wall, was breathing evenly, as if he had really fallen asleep.

This appearance made Wuming's teeth itch with hatred.

However, at this time, Ikoma asked inexplicably, "What's the situation now?"

Wuming suddenly glared at Ikoma, which made Ikoma startled and took a few steps back.

This seemingly young girl is extremely violent. If she makes her unhappy, she will definitely be beaten and bruised.

So, Ikoma didn't want to be a punching bag.

"Humph." Wuming snorted coldly, ignored Ikoma, and also returned to the wall, leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, and began to fall asleep.

Only Ikoma was left, looking at Fang Li and Wuming, who were sleeping against the wall, and couldn't figure it out for a long time.

...

Time passed quietly.

The armored iron city is still driving on the railway at high speed, galloping forward with no end in sight.

In the last carriage of the Iron City, Fang Li and his group occupied a corner each, as they had done at the beginning, and slept against the wall, never having another conversation.

Under such circumstances, the sun outside the car gradually fell to the west, making everyone usher in the evening.

At a certain moment, the three people in the carriage opened their eyes at the same time.

Ikoma looked in the direction of the door and whispered, "Someone is here."

The sound of footsteps became clear.

After a while, a pleasant voice sounded slightly outside the door.

"Mr. Fang Li..."

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