The team is full of girls who are single until retirement based on their strength

Chapter 314 Mine

Caesar did not say anything, but looked straight at Fudan. For some reason, when Fudan saw Caesar's eyes, she felt a little uneasy.

It was like she was being targeted by some greedy beast, which was about to devour her.

The ferocious beast had been hungry for a long time, saliva dripping from its mouth, and only hunger and madness remained in its eyes.

It was very similar to the look in Caesar’s eyes now.

The corners of Caesar's mouth moved slightly, as if he wanted to speak.

Suddenly, a look of struggle emerged on his face, his whole body began to tremble, and his facial expression was quite painful, as if he was suffering from some severe pain.

The black flames on his body disappeared, and the light wings behind him also disappeared. He instantly fell from the air and fell straight down.

Fudan was startled, but fortunately she reacted quickly, dived down and caught Caesar in a princess hug.

Although she is considered tall among women, Caesar is a warrior-type professional after all. Although he is not the type of muscular tyrant, he is also very tall and has broad shoulders. Even if Fudan holds Caesar in this posture, it is still difficult and looks very asymmetrical.

Fudan held Caesar and slowly descended, landing on the ground.

"What's wrong with you?" Fudan asked anxiously.

Without caring about anything else, she sat on the ground. Due to the size difference, she could only let Caesar lean on her, put Caesar's head on her chest, and put her hand around his neck to support his shoulders.

At this time, the black flames on Xize's body disappeared, and even the red dragon totem on his face dimmed and no longer emitted light.

But what Fudan didn't notice was that there was still a dark flame burning in Caesar's eyes.

Looking at Caesar, it seems that he is struggling with something.

"...Cold." Caesar squeezed out this word.

"Cold?" Fudan was stunned. This was an answer she had not expected.

Once they become legends, there is no difference between them and becoming gods. The change of seasons will disappear in their eyes.

Even if the temperature is dozens of degrees below zero, the legends can go shirtless, just like in spring.

cold?

Fudan thought about it and punched the ground beside him.

"boom!"

A huge pit suddenly appeared there.

She picked up Caesar again and walked into the pit.

"Anjie, bring some blankets or something!" Fudan shouted.

Sandworms are creatures with extremely sensitive hearing, especially epic-level sandworms. A hole appeared on the ground nearby, and Anjie controlled the sand and stones to deliver what Fudan needed.

He spread the blanket on the ground, took off the cloak from Caesar's back, found two stones and nailed them to the entrance of the cave, and thus a simple camp was set up.

Cold?

Fudan frowned. She wanted to hold Caesar in her arms and transfer her body temperature to him, but the armor on his body was too inconvenient and very uncomfortable to hold against her body.

She was very familiar with Caesar's armor, and she stripped it off in no time.

A breeze surged in her hands. She knew the simplest magic and quickly cleaned Caesar's body and her own body.

She held Caesar in her arms, but there was still something between them.

This time it was her armor that got in the way.

After hesitating for a while, she took off her armor and only wore a thin layer of clothes.

Caesar's face turned pale and he looked very bad.

She touched Caesar's face with her hand and found it was very cold, which was very wrong.

She was shocked. Was it just taking off armor that turned her into this?

She didn't care about anything else and stuck an arrow into the ground. Heat and orange-red light emanated from the arrow, dispelling the cold.

After thinking about it, Fudan finally sat down and held Caesar tightly in her arms, then took a blanket and wrapped them both up.

Fudan took out a potion from a small bag beside her. It was a special medicine that could quickly replenish vitality and magic power. It was a very high-end potion.

She unscrewed the stopper of the crystal bottle and brought the bottle mouth to Caesar's mouth.

Gently pinching Caesar's chin with her hand, Fudan tried to put the potion into his mouth.

But Caesar didn't know what was going on now. He drank very little, and some of the precious potion flowed out of him and flowed down his neck.

This is not much to drink.

The two bodies were now pressed tightly against each other, with heat being transferred from Fudan's body.

He hesitated again—this time he really hesitated.

There is no other way.

Fudan looked at Caesar.

She was quite familiar with this guy.

But it seemed like I had never experienced looking at his face from such a close distance before.

So close, she could even smell sweat and other things.

There is no other way.

I can only let myself do it.

Fudan took the bottle of potion back.

Be mentally prepared.

Drink the potion in your hand.

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......

......

All right.

Fudan wiped the corners of his mouth and breathed a long sigh of relief.

I almost couldn't breathe just now, but luckily nothing went wrong.

Is it because of the potion I drank?

He looked a little better, but when I put my hands next to his face, they were still terribly cold.

It was at this moment that Fudan noticed.

Caesar's lips were moving, as if he was saying something.

The sound is so soft that I can't hear it clearly.

Fudan leaned closer and finally heard what he was saying.

"......No......"

the voice very low.

"No what?" Fudan asked.

"Don't...go..." he said.

"do not go?"

"Go...don't...leave me...alone..." Sweat appeared on Caesar's forehead.

His brows were deeply furrowed and he looked worried and distressed.

Don't leave him alone?

"No, no." Fudan's voice was very soft, as if she was coaxing a child.

"I'm here and I won't leave," she said.

Caesar's face was still frighteningly cold, so Fudan put her face against Caesar's, hoping that this would make him feel better.

It was for this reason that she could no longer see Caesar's expression.

The pitch-black flame that had just been extinguished now began to burn again, flickering unsteadily.

His eyelids moved slightly, as if he was about to open.

"My things..." he muttered to himself, not knowing who he was talking to.

"My things..." he repeated again, as if he was firming up some belief.

"What belongs to me, no one can take it away..."

"Don't......"

“Don’t even think about it!!”

The voice was still small, but extremely firm.

The dark fire in his eyes burned again.

But Fudan knew nothing about all this.

"Don't think about anything?" she asked in confusion.