752: C752 Martyr

C752 Martyr

Ding Dianguang, who was 10 years old, was still in school. By then, all of his hair had already fallen off.

If he went to school every day with a bald head, he would inevitably be mocked by his classmates. For this, Ding Dianguang even beat up a few of his classmates and cried.

Later, when he was older, he began to wear a wig to school.

Once, when he was making a ruckus with his classmates, his wig was accidentally torn off by his classmates, but others still found out that he was bald.

After that, his wig was taken off.

From where, Ding Dianguang had glued glue on his wig before putting it on his head.

Although no one could tear off his hair, the price he paid was enormous.

The scalp is itchy, very itchy, because of the glue, Ding Dianguang scratched the scalp a few times.

Instead of taking off his wig, he chose to keep it on.

Later on, his scalp developed a resistance to glue and Ding Dianguang's days gradually became better.

The long hair in Wendu's hand was given to him by Ding Dianguang's mother.

He had always treated it as a treasure and would wear it whenever he went far away.

This time, his wig was taken off.

Not only did he lose his most beloved item, he even let him discover his secret.

Ding Dianguang stretched out his hand to pull Wendu down with hatred in his heart. He wanted to die together with Wendu, because then no one would know his secret anymore.

"Oh my god!" "Release, release!" Wendu said in panic.

No matter what he did, Ding Dianguang refused to let go.

"Damn it!" Wendu cursed angrily when he felt that his legs had been covered by quicksand.

Even now, Wendu still felt like his leg was being grabbed.

What to do! What should he do! In the midst of his surprise, Wendu unintentionally opened the door to investigate.

Suddenly, his face lit up with joy. He immediately took out two breathing masks from the space. One of them was thrown on the nearby sand, while the other was put on his own face.

Slowly, Wendu felt that the sand missed his head. Now, he could no longer see anything, so he could only use his scouting ability to observe the situation around him.

Otherwise, he would have sensed that Hao Xiangxiang had appeared within his range of detection.

Wendu, who only had one hand outside, made his wrist move.

His meaning was to have Hao Xiangxiang wait for him at the top.

"Wendu!" Hao Xiangxiang was shocked.

She hurried two steps forward, only to see a hand slowly sinking into the quicksand.

"Wendu!" Hao Xiangxiang remembered that it was Wendu's hand. She definitely wouldn't recognize it wrong, because she was still holding it a few minutes ago.

"Wendu!" Hao Xiangxiang's tears immediately flowed out from the corner of her eyes.

Without any hesitation, Hao Xiangxiang walked towards Wendu while crying.

One step, two steps, three steps. She could no longer walk because the quicksand had sucked up her legs.1

"Wendu …" Hao Xiangxiang's collar was wet from crying. Now that she couldn't move a step, she could only use her hands to cling onto the quicksand and slowly move towards where Wendu was sinking.

Slowly, she sank down.

Wendu, who was slowly sinking, obviously knew about Hao Xiangxiang's situation.

"What a silly girl." Wendu wanted to shake his head, but he found that he couldn't move his head.

"Forget it, forget it." Forget it, forget it. Thinking this, Wendu made the mask on his face disappear. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Hao Xiangxiang.

Hao Xiangxiang was determined to die. She wanted to die together with Wendu. She didn't even realize that a mask had appeared in front of her.

Gradually, Hao Xiangxiang found it hard to breathe. Gradually, her consciousness faded away.

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