"Song Weiqing, you are crazy."

"Even if Huo Mui loses you, you need to destroy yourself to this point?"

Yes, destroyed.

Despite Song Weiqing's joy, she has actually destroyed her whole person, relying on a broken body, she has no way to stay in the organization, even if she finally completed the task.

What exactly is she drawing?

Song Weiqing shook his head, and his smile deepened. "Negative me?"

"You think I'm going to do this because Homer has lost me?"

He Yisheng gazed deeply at the face in front of him, which coincided with the face he thought about day and night in his mind.

"Homer loves the flute,...