Fuli cried even harder, and it became more miserable...

"I know, I'm about to die." Fu Mang looked at Fu Li sadly, and murmured, shaking his head: "I don't live long, Fu Li."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his right arm, but the arm was as clean as washing.

"Our contract..." Fu Li looked at the hand blankly with tears in his eyes.

"I lifted it." Fu Mang smiled while pursing his defeated and parched mouth.

"You touched the contract, why didn't I feel it at all?"

"On the way we fled to find Sanqian, I already lifted it. In fact, I no longer regard you as my spirit beast, but my own sister." Fu Mang smiled softly: "So, on the way to escape , I canceled the contract between you and me when you were tired and fell asleep, so you don't know..."

"You're such a fool." Fu Li said sadly.

"Yes, it's because I'm stupid that I caused you to live in misery all your life." Fu Mang nodded: "I owe you too much, but Fu Li, if there is an afterlife, I am willing to be your wonderful pet! "

Fu Li shook his head sadly: "I don't want any next life!"

"Help me up." Fu Mang said with a smile.

Fu Li firmly shook his head: "No!"

"This is my last order!"

Fu Li gritted his teeth, finally nodded in pain, stood up, grabbed Fu Mang's arm, and helped him up almost effortlessly.

With Fu Mang's body and her weakness of having not eaten for many days, Fu Mang, who should be like a mountain, is as light as a scarecrow at this moment.

She knew what this meant, so she was even more sad...

"Help me pick up the knife..."

Fu Mang stood up, supported the table with both hands, and barely kept his balance!

Looking at the knife on the ground, Fu Li finally couldn't collapse anymore, turned around and hugged Fu Mang, crying bitterly.

After a long time, Fu Mang gently pushed her away from his embrace, nodded at her: "Go!"

Looking at Fu Mang, Fu Li knew in his eyes that maybe this would be a farewell...

"You're very smart, Fu Li, you don't need me, a reckless man, to say anything, do you?" Fu Mang said bitterly.

Fu Li nodded, gritted his teeth, with tears in his eyes, turned around and started, picked up the knife, and took it over.

"You do me one last favor."

...

Twenty minutes later, in the hall.

The improved disciples and scattered people have recovered a lot of energy and energy, and most of them can sit or stand by themselves without the appearance of "corpses all over the field".

Although they were in a desperate situation, but the leader Fu Mang solved the problem of food for them, at least let everyone see a glimmer of hope, and they are naturally in a good mood now.

At this moment, with the sound of footsteps, the spirit of the group of people seemed to be better.

Because the footsteps obviously meant that food was coming. JrNovels.com