Lu Xiaoxiao opened his eyes and looked at the people around him incredibly.

"Yan Xu?"

"Don't talk first" his voice is seldom low and steady, grasping Xiaoxiao's slender and powerful hand landing, the whole person emits the same atmosphere as before.

"Why are you here?" Lu Xiaoxiao asked silently.

"Surely to save you." The voice gradually softened and he blinked as if in a second he had returned to cynicism.

"How can you die here right now before you have done what you promised me?"

Lu Xiaoxiao's heart sank down.'How do you know they're going to kill me?' There's an idea that's becoming more and more certain that the people...