It’s okay if you are cheated, but what’s the matter if you implicate your companions?
Looking at the shabby mouth on Xiao Xinzhuo’s arm, he was still bleeding. Looking at Lu Yuan’s half-lame legs, Xin Lin’s eyes deepened.
At night, she sat in front of the campfire.
Because of the poisonous dishes, they basically don’t have to watch.
But that night, Xin Lin volunteered to watch.
A bonfire flashed and Gui Hu’s figure appeared in front of her.
Xin Lin tightened his little face and said nothing.
“Gihu, do you believe in fate?”
Xin Lin suddenly spoke.
The man’s blue eyes flashed, and his eyes gradually became calm.
“I don’t believe it, my fate is up to me.”
“I don’t believe it either, but it seems… I can’t escape my life for a hundred lifetimes.”
Xin Lin kicked away a small stone under his feet.
She doesn’t remember most of the memories of a lifetime.
Just relying on the few words in the book “Defying the Destiny”, she could guess that her past ninety-nine lives were not very good.
It seems that every life, she ended in vain.
The only previous life she remembered clearly was Xin Lin, the king of mercenaries, who had no relatives or reasons, and even no one could take away the ashes until she died.
In this life, her cheap mother, Xin, passed away early.
Fortunately, she also has her father Chu Beiqing and a bunch of friends.
She told herself that she would not accept her fate in this life.
Even if she only has less than four years of life, she still has to live her best.
She did indeed live like this.
But she didn’t know that even this last period of time was uncertain.
“I am not afraid of death, but my eyes are dark, but I am afraid that I will implicate my close relatives and friends. They are all good people.”
Xin Lin murmured.
“You won’t die.”
The man’s cold hand fell on her little head.
He knew her worries, she was a strong person.
If the bloody cut fell on her and the one who was lame, she wouldn’t even frown.