Ning Rongrong said with difficulty. He noticed that the blade's breathing was accelerating. This was obviously abnormal. After dozens of laps, this bastard kept saying "encouraging" words to her, but he didn't see him breathing so hard. It must be related to the present!

"Wait a little longer, you adjust your breathing."

This guy is still persisting...

Ning Rongrong didn't waste time, and her breathing was indeed chaotic. If he didn't adjust, he couldn't finish the remaining path.

Oscar was really shocked. It was not surprising that Blade could hold on until now, but Ning Rongrong, who looked soft and weak, was still insisting, which really shocked him.

Is this really the Ning Rongrong who became a deserter before he even ran two steps?!

The footsteps came again.

He has prepared the water and recovery package.

"Well, why is Ning Rongrong running in front? Her condition seems to be much better than when she arrived last time."

Oscar was surprised.

The blade's hand was not taken away, and it was still a little short of Ning Rongrong's way to run the rest.

The two of them were much slower than they were at the beginning. They looked not far from Oscar, but it took some time to come to him.

When he arrived at the supply point, Ning Rongrong took away a pot of water and two recovery packages from Aoika.

Oscar stood up and opened his mouth. When he saw the blade's hand covering Ning Rongrong's back, he immediately understood.

It’s not that Ning Rongrong wants to take revenge on Blade, but that Blade cannot take action.

"It seems that Ning Rongrong's recovery in his condition is related to the blade."

Oscar said softly as he watched the two leave.

Finally, the blade withdrew his hand.

"for you!"

Ning Rongrong handed over the Oscars' big sausage and small sausage in his hand.

The blade took it.

"water!"

The blade took it.

"Thank you."

The blade drank the water and the sausage disappeared in his hands.

Ning Rongrong didn't look back, her already red face turned red again.

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One circle.

One circle.

Another round...

It's slower than it once.

“Hu…hu…hu…”

Ning Rongrong's eyes were a little blurred.

There was a white blurred figure on her right hand, and there was a blurred figure even ahead.

"At the last one!"

Ning Rongrong heard it.

This is the last lap...

"arrive!"

When Ning Rongrong heard these two words, his eyes turned dark and he fell forward.

The blade had already quickly supported her as expected. Oscar was startled. He subconsciously took a few steps forward and tried to hold her down, slowing down.

The blade asked Ning Rongrong to lie half on him, and then said to Oscar: "Water."

Oscar hurriedly brought the water and handed it to the Blade.

The blade gently leaned the kettle against her mouth and fed her water.

Almost the back blade slowly lowered her flat.
Chapter completed!