Chapter 646
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Barton was startled when he heard Dean's words. There was an inexplicable throbbing in his heart. He looked at his partner who used to eat in the same broken cafeteria. He suddenly found that Dean had become somewhat strange. He didn't have the vitality and vitality of an eighteen year old teenager. He was like a piece of frozen ice that couldn't be eroded or warmed up.
He thought of the days they had experienced together. There was a kind of sadness in his heart. He reluctantly smiled: "Since it hurts the lungs, it's better not to smoke."
Dean gently took a puff and slowly exhaled. The smoke curled up. He was silent.
Barton stared at him and said in a low voice, "Young Master, you've been alone all this time. It must have been very hard for you. But now that we're standing at the top and have obtained what countless people dream of, no one will be able to hurt us anymore."
"There is no such thing as obtaining. I have been losing, and it will continue until the end of my life." Dean muttered to himself.
Barton felt sad, but he didn't know where this sadness came from. He didn't understand why Dean would say such words. He didn't know why Dean would be so depressed. It was as if there was an invisible gap in front of them. It was as if there were two worlds. The world where Dean was standing was so close, but it was as if he could never reach it.
He fell into silence. He didn't know what to say.
After a long time, he thought of something. His eyes lit up and he immediately said: "Master, let's pick up Joseph. He is alone in the military without anyone to take care of him. It should be very difficult for him."
Dean's blurred eyes gradually became clear. He gently pinched the cigarette butt and flicked it out of the window. He turned his back to Barton: "Joseph has his task. He will come back to us soon."
Barton slightly opened his mouth. He wanted to say something, but he held back.
St. Mark's Square was as bright as day. The stone pillars on all sides were hung high with street lamps. The stone pillars were embedded with fluorescent stones. The ground of the square was illuminated.
Dean opened the wooden box. There was a piece of fresh meat dripping with blood. The strong fishy smell made Aisha slightly agitated. The corner of her mouth slightly opened, as if saliva was secreting.
Dean took out the knife next to him, cut a small piece of meat with a fork and passed it to her mouth.
Aisha's body slightly trembled but she didn't immediately open her mouth to eat.
Dean's eyes were gentle as he gently shook the bell on his wrist. The bell issued a short and regular jingle. After hearing this sound, Haisha immediately opened her mouth and bit the meat on the fork. Her white and flat teeth had now become somewhat sharp. She gobbled up the meat, and the excess blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth. She looked slightly ferocious.
Dean slowly cut off another piece of flesh and gently brought it to her mouth.
One piece after another, Aisha quickly chewed and swallowed. Dean poured a glass of cold water and handed it to her. He let her open her mouth and drink it. After these days of getting along, he had basically grasped the type of food Aisha ate. Her main food was raw meat. The fresher the better. As for the type of meat, it didn't matter. Just like the piece of meat in front of him, it was a piece of beef.
If she was fed roasted meat, she would definitely have diarrhea afterward. Moreover, because the instruction hadn't trained her to this stage, she would often poop it out unconsciously when she had diarrhea and dirty her clothes.
In addition, Dean would also give her water to drink. In his concept, even if Aisha was a corpse, her body still needed to replenish water. However, she couldn't drink hot water. Otherwise, there would be bubbles in her body. Although it wouldn't have any impact on her combat effectiveness and actions, it would make her appearance change greatly. She would become hideous and ugly.
Dean found that although she didn't need to drink water and wasn't hungry for water, but if she didn't drink water her skin would become dry and cold.
After a moment, a piece of fresh beef was eaten. Dean gently patted Aisha's back so that she wouldn't choke. Although he knew that she wouldn't choke, he still couldn't help but do so.
"Take a break. We'll take a bath later." Dean whispered to her.
Aisha was silent. Her red lips were stained with blood. She looked like a cold vampire.
Dean held her hand and looked at her tenderly. This time of the day was the most relaxing time for him. So he couldn't help but talk more. "I'll find a way to save you after I rule the inner wall. They must have a way in this area. After you recover, I'll take you to a faraway place to live. I'll take you to my hometown. I'll take you to see the scenery of my hometown. I'll take you to see the sea …"
"We'll live by the sea and slowly grow old …"
Dean said softly. Suddenly, Aisha's mouth slightly moved. There was a trace of light in her pure black eyes.
Seeing this scene, Dean was slightly startled, and then an unbelievable thought came to his mind. Could it be that she could hear his words, and her consciousness had recovered?!
He couldn't help but tremble with excitement. His eyes were moist. But soon the beautiful fantasy was broken. Aisha suddenly stood up and flew out like a sharp sword.
She disappeared in front of Dean's eyes.
Dean was stunned for a moment. He turned his head and saw Aisha jump into the back of the Temple. There was a bottomless cliff there.
His pupils constricted, and he quickly chased after them. In his urgency, he automatically activated his thermal vision, and the world in front of him immediately changed. He saw two heat sources hidden under the window of the cliff, and they were climbing up!
Sneak attack?
Dudian was startled. The excitement and fantasy that had just emerged in his heart were suddenly shattered. It was as if cold water had been poured over his head. His eyes flashed a trace of cold killing intent and anger. His skin was faintly visible.
Boom!
A loud noise suddenly came. It seemed to shake the entire Utopia Mountain!
Dean rushed to the window. He was about to go down when he felt a sense of danger. He quickly jumped back. He saw the window was broken. Two figures flew into the Temple. It was Aisha and another graceful woman in a black robe.
Under the contrast of the pitch-black robe, the woman's exposed arms were as white as jade, as smooth and exquisite as porcelain.
Aisha immediately stabilized herself after landing. She turned and rushed toward the woman in a black robe.
The black robed woman's hood that covered her face had long been lifted. After rolling to the ground, she was just about to stand up when she saw Aisha rushing head-on. Her complexion suddenly changed, and she hurriedly retreated. Her fingers quickly touched her waist, and a black soft whip was suddenly thrown from her wrist, lashing towards Aisha who was rushing head-on.
Aisha didn't flinch in the face of this fierce blow. Instead, she raised her hand and grabbed the flying black whip with her slender palm. She used her elbow to pull the black whip in her direction. At the same time, she rushed to the front of the black-robed woman. Her originally beautiful and indifferent expression suddenly revealed a ferocious expression. She opened her bloody mouth and pounced towards the black-robed woman.
The woman in a black robe was pale. She hurriedly raised her hand to resist, but her strength was like soft cotton. Puff! Aisha hugged her body and bit her throat. Her neck was instantly bitten through. Flesh and blood splashed all over her face. But Aisha didn't care. She was still madly biting desperately. The woman's screams resounded through the hall and soon died down.
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