Your plug-in has reached [the end of the world]

Chapter 47

In the middle of winter, Song Miben was dressed thinly due to the shortage of clothes.

It's just that the young man was so angry that he didn't feel cold all the way down the road.

But even if you are not afraid of the cold, you can't stand the cold.

With the weight of the ice cube, Song Mi adjusted his figure in the air, supported by a gust of wind sent by Gu Xun, and fell on the cobblestone road on his buttocks.

"What am I..."

Song Mi grinned his teeth in pain, turned over with his palms on the ground and got up.

The whole body was soaked in water, Song Mi clenched his fist slightly, his arm muscles stretched, and the thin layer of ice on his skin fell with the movement.

Song Mi tore off his collar, and casually threw the padded jacket with icicles on the side of the road.

He was only wearing a thin unlined garment, which was now soaked in water and stuck to his body, showing the young man's lean and powerful waist.

Holding the long knife horizontally, Song Mi raised his hand to stroke the broken hair hanging on his forehead, revealing a smooth and full forehead.

The boy's eyes were icy cold, as if soaked in the cold air.

Clouds of white mist spewed out from between the pale lips, and it was scattered in front of the eyes by the panting.

Seeing it in Gu Xun's eyes, there was a kind of uncertain surprise in a trance.

This is... Song Mi.

"Baby, it's raining."

Song Mi licked the corner of his broken mouth with the tip of his tongue, and a hint of a faint smile floated on his lips.

"Song Mi." Gu Xun didn't seem to want to cooperate, "Don't mess around."

"Don't worry," Song Mi turned the blade in his hand, and the cold light imprinted on the setting sun, hitting his almost porcelain-white face, "Before I myself freeze to death, I will definitely kill him first."

Song Mi was betting on whether he could kill the opponent before his body was exhausted.

Probably because of the passion and arrogance of a young man, he always felt that he would be able to live every day after breaking out.

However, the reality is that there are no outbursts of outbursts and cheating in the middle, and the result of this gamble is bound to be more or less auspicious.

"Come back!" Gu Xun yelled.

"It's raining—" Song Mi raised his knife and went up without looking back.

The next moment, the sky was covered with dark clouds and heavy rain poured down.

Song Mi was wrapped in lightning, and jumped up, the long knife was full of power, unstoppable.

Song Mi's eyes were scarlet like blood, as if he was not afraid of death, he slashed horizontally and stepped on the last ice wall.

"Do you think I can only hack a few times?"

The blade rubbed against the ice surface, making a scalp-numbing sharp sound.

Song Mi was panting heavily, and the smile on his face became wider and wider.

"I really only know how to chop randomly."

I disdain your petty thoughts.

Even if he really fell for the trick, I can still kill you.

"Bang—boom—"

The hard ice wall shattered into countless pieces of sharp ice blades in the air, blown by the wind, blowing away the overwhelming shards of ice.

Song Mi put the blade horizontally in front of him, covering the vitals of his throat, and quickly avoided it.

"bang bang bang-"

The endless ice wall, the endless ice layer.

There was more and more water on Song Mi's body, and he didn't have time to wring it out, so he just focused on doing it recklessly.

His fingers were already frozen, but fortunately, he tied the knife to his hand in advance.

Every time Song Mi exercised his muscles, he had to break a layer of ice on his skin. He tried his best to avoid the water column, but he couldn't stop the raindrops from falling.

it's too cold.

Song Mi's body temperature dropped sharply, and he began to feel tired.

The attack power gradually weakened, and it became more and more difficult to break the ice layer.

Correspondingly, the area of ​​the opponent's ice layer is getting smaller and smaller, and the time it takes to condense is getting longer and longer.

It's just that he still hides behind the ice wall and shrinks his head and tail, refusing to show his face.

The crushed ice was mixed in the raindrops, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply.

Gu Xun's rain seemed to have also frozen, with round ice beads falling down one after another.

a little more.

Song Mi's vision began to blur.

A little colder.

Song Mi clenched his teeth and smashed the ice in the air.

His legs seemed to be frozen into two ice holes, and he completely lost consciousness.

It's just that the habitual fighting in the past few months has kept him moving mechanically, like a machine that won't get tired, never ending.

The dark cloud gradually expanded, covering the entire battlefield.

Suddenly, Song Mi only felt his left arm tighten, as if someone grabbed his wrist from behind.

He turned around sharply, but there was no one behind him.

Song Mi lowered his eyes and found that his arm was frozen.

"Fuck." Holding the handle of the knife with his right hand, he raised his hand to smash the ice on the surface.

The dull pain slowly spread to the nerves, and Song Mi moved the fingers of his left hand with difficulty, secretly thinking that something was wrong.

The pain sensation has disappeared.

Hurry up, Song Mi thought, even faster.

His movements became slower and slower, until he was exhausted, and he began to feel a trace of warmth.

It's over, hypothermia.

If you don't kill the other party, you can't do it yourself.

"Death to the Lord—"

Song Mi exhausted his last drop of strength and slammed towards the ice wall in front of him.

"when--"

The long knife in Song Mi's hand broke again, everything seemed to be settled.

I'm going to die, I won't come.

Song Mi fell backwards from the air.

He broke through n layers of ice, and his hands were so fucking numb.

And the opponent kept freezing, which seemed to consume a lot of energy.

So much so that at the moment Song Mi fell, it was too late to form a new layer of ice.

"Do you think that I can only hack a few times?" Song Mi raised his hand suddenly, as if catching the broken ice from the sky, "Actually, it's not."

There was a soft "poof", and blood exploded in the air.

The boy who controlled the ice had a chill in the back of his head, and he didn't know why he died until he died.

Song Mi laughed loudly, and casually held the ice pick that was about to fall on him.

"I'm fucking talented."

The corpse not far away fell to the ground suddenly, making a loud noise.

Song Mi's body was light, and he was lifted by the wind and turned over.

Gu Xun had been waiting in a pool of water for a long time, and raised his hand to pick up the scarred young man.

With a smile on his face, Song Mi flung himself into Gu Xun's arms lightly.

The setting sun in the sky cast a warm yellow light, Song Mi lightened the gravity of the shattered ice, and it fell extremely slowly in the air.

The sky was not yet dark, and the icicles reflected colored light in the air, adding a touch of dreaminess to the warm light.

"Gu Xun! Quick! Kiss me!"

Song Mi's cold hands slid into Gu Xun's waistline.

Gu Xun's face was as gloomy as water, he bent down to pick up Song Mi, and strode towards the room.

"I'm hypothermic," Song Mi stretched his body to the limit, but his mouth didn't stop. "The little match girl still has a wish at the end. Hurry up, give me a kiss, just one kiss."

"No."

Gu Xun kicked open the door, put Song Mi on the bed, and directly tore his frozen clothes.

"I can't die," Song Mi's mind was already confused, "I just fell in love, and my partner still doesn't kiss me."

"Kiss again when you wake up." Gu Xun wrapped Song Mi tightly in the quilt, picked up the kettle on the table and started to boil hot water.

"Gu Xun, Boss Gu, Baby Gu," Song Mi groped on the bed with her eyes closed, "Where are you?"

Gu Xun took off his clothes, hugged Song Mi tightly under the quilt: "Stay awake, don't talk."

Song Mi's whole body was cold, like an ice lump, cold and hard.

"Gu Xun," Song Mi pressed his face against Gu Xun's chest, and murmured, "Thank you for not stopping me."

The author has something to say: the specific plan will be explained in the next chapter.

Today is a bit short, but I have been writing for a long time, and my hair is bald.

It's finally over and on to my favorite relationship scene (that's just so vulgar to me)

Don't go against CP, even if Song Xiaomi conquers the whole world, he will be cute and cute in front of Boss Gu hahahahaha