I'm going to die...

"What are you talking about?" Zhou Fan's pupils shrank slightly, and his hand reached into the talisman bag and took out a talisman. He walked quickly. Xiao Liu wanted to avoid it, but her movements were not as good as Zhou Fan, and the talisman was still stuck to her arm.

The treasure test has no effect.

Zhou Fan's face was still solemn, "Xiao Liu, what happened?"

"Afan, don't touch me, this may..." Xiao Liu took a few steps back, she just felt that she couldn't lift her eyelids and fell backwards.

Zhou Fan could no longer care about so much. He reached out to grab Xiao Liu's right wrist and pulled her back to hold her.

Xiao Liu smiled helplessly. She should have left quietly, but she was worried that her parents would look for her like crazy, and she wanted to see him for a while.

Zhou Fan held Xiao Liu and looked at her increasingly bloodless face. His face showed a nervous look. He suddenly noticed that Xiao Liu's right fist was always tightly clenched, "What are you holding in your right hand?"

The man looked at Xiao Liu from the side, and it whined.

Xiao Liu smiled at the old man before looking at Zhou Fan again, spreading his right palm.

A red and black scorpion was lying in his palm. The scorpion's body was stiff, and the curved scorpion tail was hibernating on Xiao Liu's palm.

If Zhou Fan had carefully looked at the blind eye of the Thirteenth Thieves, he would have known that the scorpion came from the third one's eye.

Zhou Fan calmly pulled out the dead scorpion and threw it into the talisman bag. He said anxiously: "Why don't you say that you were stung by the scorpion?"

Without saying a word, he untied the giant knife, held Xiao Liu with his left hand and ran towards the direction where the migration team left.

"There are doctors in the team who can cure diseases and even Mr. Huang from the village who can cure diseases. You should have said it earlier..." Zhou Fan was not angry. He just felt as if there was something in his heart, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

He couldn't let Xiao Liu die.

"Afan, it's useless... Listen to me." Xiao Liu murmured softly in Zhou Fan's ear, and she became weaker and weaker.

"What do you want to say?" Zhou Fan said in a deep voice, but his pace was still not slow. If he hadn't been afraid of some monsters ahead and could not cope with them, he could have run faster.

The old man followed Zhou Fan, and it occasionally turned its head and looked around to watch over Zhou Fan.

"It told me that this was not cured, so I didn't say it." Xiao Liu's head was leaning against his shoulder, she just felt that the man's back was very warm.

"Who told you?" Zhou Fan ran and said, his feet crossed the white-haired grass, shaving layers of white hair, which flew like light velvet.

"Scorpion, when it stings me, it seems like someone is talking in my ear, and then I know." Xiao Liu thought of the scorpion, and she felt angry and funny.

"Xiao Liu, don't fall asleep." Zhou Fan ran faster, Xiao Liu's consciousness became blurred and he began to talk nonsense.

When a person is about to die, his self-awareness will gradually fade and the language center begins to be uncontrollable by the brain, so it is easy to talk nonsense.

"Afan, do you think I lied to you? I'm not confused yet, otherwise why didn't I say it? I know that the scorpion said it is true." Xiao Liu was still laughing, "I'm really going to die."

She didn't know why Scorpion told her that this scorpion climbed onto Aunt Guifeng's clothes when they were besieged by human leg thieves. Aunt Guifeng didn't know. At that time, she was anxious and was afraid that the scorpion would suck Aunt Guifeng, so she reached out and patted it. Who knew that it would hibernate.

The scorpion will kill her life once it sucks.

Zhou Fan was stunned for a moment. Xiao Liu was a little stupid, but he was not so stupid that he didn't even want his own life. Is that scorpion really weird?

Zhou Fan quickly started thinking.

"Originally, I thought you would die before me, but who knew I was leaving first. Afan, can you promise me something?" Xiao Liu's face was pale and bloodless.

"You won't die, don't scare yourself." Zhou Fan became more and more irritable. He was thinking of a way. He vaguely felt that Xiao Liu's life was slowly passing.

But he still didn't see the migration team in his sight. They stayed here for a while, and they were afraid they wouldn't be able to catch up for a while.

Xiao Liu pursed her lips, "My parents know that I am gone, and they will definitely be sad. Afan, will you be sad?"

"No, because a fool like you can't die." Zhou Fan couldn't let Xiao Liu stop talking. In order to maintain her consciousness, he could only answer casually. He was still thinking about how to save her.

"If it doesn't work, then it won't work. Why do you say I'm stupid?" Xiao Liu was not angry. Her eyes looked at the blue sky. "I used to be unhappy when I thought about your life to death."

"I was thinking that Uncle Yimu and Aunt would be very sad, so I had to take good care of them. I was gone, you had to take good care of my parents for me."

"I will not help you with my parents."

"Actually, I know if I don't say it, you will do it." Xiao Liu didn't believe it and laughed softly, but she couldn't laugh any longer because she felt a little cold.

Her body trembled for a moment because of the coldness. Zhou Fan felt it. A panic surged deep in his heart: "Xiao Liu, how are you?"

Zhou Fan stopped, he put Xiao Liu off his back, looked at her pale face, his face wrinkled, and the memories that he didn't want to remember came back.

Xiao Liu frowned slightly, and she shook her head, "Afan, I just feel a little cold. Can you listen to me finish your words?"

Zhou Fan looked around, his forehead was so anxious that sweat was oozing. He could only take off his robe and cover Xiao Liu, and whisper: "I've been listening all the time."

Xiao Liu reached out and grabbed Zhou Fan's palm. Her hands were frozen like ice. Her five fingers were shaking lightly. In fact, she was always afraid, but she didn't want to say it. She would only worry even more after talking about it.

"Actually, there is nothing to say. Fortunately, you haven't married me yet, otherwise those women might dislike you because of this..." Xiao Liu stared at Zhou Fan's eyes, and a smile appeared on her face again, "Afan, you were like the stupid goose in my family before you got sick."

"I just treat you as my best playmate. When you get seriously ill, it's like you've become a different person..."

"What did you look like?" Zhou Fan showed a smile that was even worse than crying.

"I can't tell where you have changed. It's just that when I saw you getting sick for the first time, I suddenly realized that I like you a little, but if you get sick, you don't like me anymore. But later I can't help but want to get close to you..." Xiao Liu's right hand was a little weak and wanted to let go.

Zhou Fan held her hand tightly.

Xiao Liu suddenly felt very warm in her heart, her smile became brighter, but she found that her eyesight was getting blurry, and he became two in her eyes. She said softly: "The feeling of wanting to be close is like family."
Chapter completed!