Wow~
The slender blade of Jingyu Sword lingered with pink sword energy that looked like a vortex. As Jingyu's eyes were cold, the murderous intent that had been hidden for several years burst out. A nearly substantial thin sword energy was swung out with the sword, sharp and rapid, and slashed towards Mrs. Mingzhu.
There is no intention to continue communicating with Mrs. Mingzhu at all.
Luo Yan's heart was also nervous and there was no time to stop him. He never expected that Jingyu would chop people up with disagreement, and even summoned Jingyu's sword. He never expected that Jingyu's strength would go further and reached the level of a master.
How many masters can there be?
How easy would it be to cut a person to death if a swordsman at the level of a master or a killer?
If Luo Yan had not leaned on Jingyu's arms, this sword would have been enough to directly kill Mrs. Mingzhu in seconds, unless she had some strange magic or had practiced the most powerful external skills, there would be no reason to survive.
However, even if he was dragged down by Luo Yan, this sword was not something that Mrs. Mingzhu could easily resist. It was too late to even twist and dodge. It could only activate the breath of the whole body and slapped it out with a palm. The purple-black internal force shook the power of heaven and earth around it, turning into ripples and bombarding the sword energy.
But after only a moment of continuous, the palm power could not be maintained. It was chopped by the sword energy, and the palm print of Mrs. Mingzhu was cut open. Blood instantly overflowed. The sharp sword energy directly shattered Mrs. Mingzhu's cuffs, revealing her white wrists. However, at this moment, the beautiful arms trembled slightly, and the blood slowly dripped down her fingers.
This sword almost destroyed one of Mrs. Mingzhu's arms. Fortunately, it was just a sword energy, and it had never been blessed with magic weapons such as Jingyu Sword, otherwise the ending would not be so good.
Mrs. Mingzhu's charming face instantly calmed down a little. Her beautiful eyes looked at Jingyu who was holding Jingyu's sword in her hand and Luo Yan who was leaning against her arms, especially Luo Yan. She looked at her tightly, as if she wanted to remember his appearance in her heart and never forget it. Then she said nothing, without even throwing a harsh word, and fled to the mansion, obviously unwilling to continue facing Jingyu.
Jingyu frowned slightly, just because she wanted to continue chasing her. As a killer, she was not the kind of personality that liked to keep her tail when doing things.
Almost when Jingyu had this idea, Luo Yan had already hugged her waist and said weakly: Don’t worry about her, take care of me first, my chest hurts so much, please help me rub it.
Jingyu's cold eyes instantly looked at Luo Yan in his arms. He felt Luo Yan's powerful arms, pursed his lips, and said: It's a disaster for you to keep her. She looked at you with determination. This matter won't end like this. You have to think clearly.
She knew that Luo Yan was pretending to be dead, so naturally she couldn't rub it for him.
It would be fine if it was before, but it would be chaotic if you care about it. It would be impossible for Luo Yan to succeed, but now it is naturally impossible.
I will handle it, please trouble you.
Seeing that he pretended not to die, Luo Yan laughed dryly and slowly got up, and explained.
Never get yourself trapped for the sake of your love.
Jingyu looked at Luo Yan seriously and reminded him that it looked like the elder sister taught her younger brother, and she didn't want Luo Yan to make somersaults on women.
As he said that, his brows frowned slightly, and he reached out to gently wipe the blood on the corner of Luo Yan's mouth.
She had just felt that Luo Yan's body was still stable and she had not suffered any serious injuries, but the blood on the corner of her mouth was undoubtedly a bit dazzling.
Don't wipe Ah, I'm going to leave it for Zi Nu and Yan Lingji... Luo Yan thought about it and planned to spray it later. Anyway, he has enough qi and blood, and no matter how much he sprays, he can withstand it. In contrast, Jingyu's concern is not often, which makes him very moved.
I didn’t care about her and Xiao Yan'er Ah on weekdays!
Almost as Luo Yan's thoughts fell, two sounds of breaking through the air came from behind him, and the aura was very familiar. Who else in the mansion could come so quickly except Zi Nu and Yan Lingji?
Mo Ya took a group of Luowang brothers to pretend to be dead throughout the whole process... Originally, Luowang brother was about to take action, but Mo Ya slapped the forehead and stopped him.
Feeling the aura of the two women, Luo Yan couldn't control his injuries instantly, and a lot of blood was instantly overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and he dipped on his clothes along the corner of his mouth. Even the aura on his body became much weaker and weak.
……
Jingyu's cold and transparent eyes also blinked. Looking at Luo Yan's sexy operation, he pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.
Is there any such operation?!
However, Jingyu's previous words undoubtedly seem worthless at this moment. Will the man in front of him be tied to the love of his children?
Brush ~
Two incense winds blew on the face, and Zi Nu and Yan Lingji rushed over after hearing the news. The speed was almost the same. The two women with hard strength were considered to be half a pound, and their weight was different. However, for Luo Yan, the strength can only be divided into Jingyu and others, and there is nothing to compare.
Can Luo Yan still let Zi Nu and Yan Lingji fight against the enemy?
That's true. Wouldn't the Mo Ya and Luowang Killer he raised become useless!
Mo Ya and Luowang Killer:...
Yan Lingji supported Luo Yan and looked at Luo Yan's pale and weak appearance, especially the blood from the corners of her mouth. This was the first time she saw Luo Yan so embarrassed and weak. She was shocked. Even though she was angry, her beautiful eyes looked at Jing Yu who was holding the sword with fierce eyes and said: Haven't your sister stopped her?
Zi Nu looked at Luo Yan worriedly, then looked at Jingyu in confusion. Judging from the aura that Jingyu had just burst out, she was even above Weizhuang, so how could she not stop Mrs. Mingzhu?
This courtyard is the courtyard of Mrs. Mingzhu. It is obvious who beat Luo Yan like this, let alone the figure of Mrs. Mingzhu running away just now.
I asked Mo Ya and the others to chase her!
Yan Lingji said fiercely, her aura that looked like she was leading her family to kill her mistress.
Luo Yan did not stop him when he heard this. He just softened his weak body and leaned against Zi Nu, his head directly on her shoulders, and he was still in a mood, like a pig urging cabbage, humming weakly, indicating that he had no objection.
Yan Lingji's beautiful eyes turned cold, and she immediately called out Mo Ya and asked Mo Ya to take people to chase him, regardless of life or death.
Mo Ya, who was watching the whole time, glanced at Luo Yan who opened his eyes slightly, felt bitter in his heart, and bowed and replied: Promise!
Immediately, I took my younger brothers to search the city.
It's okay~
The purple girl didn't care about Luo Yan's romantic appearance. Looking at Luo Yan's death look, the resentment in her heart also dissipated a little and asked.
The chest hurts so much.
Luo Yan groaned without hesitation, looking like he was about to die.
Yan Lingji had no doubts. Who made Luo Yan spew his blood like tomato juice, and said a little bit of it overflowed. Jing Yu looked at it and was a little bit suspicious that Luo Yan was really like this.
Send someone to invite the doctor's heir, Miss Duanmu, and... forget it!
Zi Nu originally wanted Mr. Nian Duan to come over, but she thought that Luo Yan's death photo was caused by Mrs. Mingzhu. This kind of thing was not suitable for too many people to know about it, and it had an impact on Luo Yan's reputation.
Luo Yan is not the barefoot man he used to be in Korea. He is the Marquis of Liyang of Qin, the Grand Tutor of the current dynasty, the dean of the Academy, etc. If it is revealed that he and the wife of South Korea, Mrs. Mingzhu are not clear about it, and even were seriously injured by the other party due to a breakdown in relationships, this gossip news can instantly resound throughout the seven countries.
The impact is too great, it is definitely sensational!
Purple girl had to think about it a little more.
Even if Mr. Nian Duan doesn’t tell him the story, the impact will be bad after all.
Jingyu didn't know what to say for a moment, and she was not concerned about it, not blamed it, let alone anything else. She thought she was not upset, but if she left at this moment, Luo Yan's play might be in vain. After all, she still didn't want Luo Yan to be embarrassed.
Just spoil him!
……
On the other side.
Mo Ya was chasing Mrs. Mingzhu with dozens of Luowang killers, and soon stopped Mrs. Mingzhu. The entire Xianyang City was Luo Yan's territory. It was too easy to catch Mrs. Mingzhu, who was unfamiliar with the place, and it was even said that it was not difficult.
lady!
Mo Ya did not let Luowang killer attack Mrs. Mingzhu, and even bowed her hands very respectfully.
I never thought that a small character next to Ji Wuye has now become a storied figure in Qin State, and I can even control my life and death~
Mrs. Mingzhu's narrow and beautiful eyes looked at Mo Ya coldly, with a dangerous smile on the corner of her mouth, and said coldly.
Even though her arm was half-wasteful at this moment, she still had the aura of an aristocratic woman and faced all the situation calmly. In fact, if she hadn't met Luo Yan, she would not have ended up like this. But how could the word "love" mean?
If you fall in love with it, you will fall in love with it. If your dream is broken, you will also be broken.
The deeper you love, the deeper you hate!
Mo Ya didn't dare, and we were not here to chase and kill our wife. The Marquis of Liyang was worried about her wife's safety and ordered us to protect her wife.
Mo Ya didn't get Luo Yan's instructions, so she could only say this.
There were many women just now, and Luo Yan only gave him one look. He didn't think much of his speculation, but one thing is certain. Luo Yan definitely did not signal them to kill Mrs. Mingzhu. If he really killed her, Luo Yan would not have acted in so many dramas.
Why, Luo Lang wants to imprison me?
Mrs. Mingzhu said in an extremely ambiguous tone, but her eyes were terrifyingly cold.
I didn't know... Mo Ya secretly complained in her heart. This job is really not done by humans. No matter how you do it, it's not OK to not do it. It's far less simple than killing people.
The Marquis of Liyang did not give any instructions, let alone restrict the wife's freedom. If the wife wants to leave, we will never dare to stop her. However, if the wife wants to stay in Xianyang, we also need to protect her safety.
Mo Ya thought about it and gave an ambiguous answer.
In any case, it is obvious that Mrs. Mingzhu cannot come again. At least the current Taifu Mansion is not suitable for Mrs. Mingzhu to step in again.
Tell him that I will come back to find him, and he said that he belongs to me alone, no matter how alive or dead...
A hint of complexity appeared in Mrs. Mingzhu's eyes, and she snorted coldly and fled outside the city. She didn't want to stay here anymore, especially when she learned that this person was going to marry Dongjun of Yin and Yang family, she was even more furious, but she had no choice but to return rationally after being angry.
She knew very well that it was impossible to change anything by herself alone, and she could not even take revenge on Luo Yan.
Xianyang is not Xinzheng, South Korea, and Luo Yan is not the painter who let her knead him.
Everything has changed.
Whether it is a person or a heart!
If Luo Yan knew what Mrs. Mingzhu was thinking, he would have refuted loudly: His heart has never changed, and he has not changed at all. He is still the boy who lacks love at the beginning!
Mo Ya looked at the figure of Mrs. Mingzhu leaving, hesitated for a while, and still took her subordinates to escort for a distance, until Mrs. Mingzhu left the city and stopped.
There is obviously no need to worry about Mrs. Mingzhu's safety. As long as she does not meet a master-level figure, it is difficult for ordinary people to deal with her. The banshee is never a decoration in the night. She is very good at playing with people's hearts. Her illusion is superb. With that poison, she is definitely a ruthless character.
Until he met Luo Yan, he was played in turn.
Of course, it is hard to say who plays, and only they know the specific truth.
The far away Mrs. Mingzhu looked at Xianyang hatredly. She would not forget everything today. She bit her lips lightly, and her eyes showed a sick look. She hated, loved and thought, and said in a low voice: Luolang, your bride can only be me!
……
Today’s events have come to a conclusion that in this world with unscientific force, picking up girls is also risky. Just like modern medical girlfriends, you will never know what your girlfriend is thinking, especially when you have conflicts, she is dissecting something with a scalpel...
Modern people think more about it. After all, moral and legal constraints are bound by morality, but in ancient times, Mrs. Mingzhu could take action.
Oh~
Luo Yan groaned without hesitation, as if the injury on his chest was really painful, and the blood stopped spraying, and he had to follow the conservation of matter.
Duanmu Rong knelt quietly beside the soft collapse, taking Luo Yan's pulse. Her apricot eyes had a reassuring power. The only sudden thing was Luo Yan's unwilling to stop calling at that moment.
Is Luo Yan weak?
It is hard when it should be hard, and it must be soft when it should be soft. blindly seeking hard will only have the opposite effect.
As the old saying goes, children who can call you have milk to eat.
By the same token, if you don’t act miserable, how can you gain sympathy? But this set is obviously ineffective for Duanmurong. No matter how Luo Yan disguises himself, even if he uses his inner breath and blood to disguise himself, his own condition will not change anything. So Duanmurong was a little confused, and her beautiful thin eyebrows frowned slightly, and she looked at Luo Yan in confusion.
Because Luo Yan was obviously fine, but his pulse and breath were so sluggish.
Unless Luo Yan is a disguise.
Duanmurong thought for a while and asked tentatively: Brother Luo, are you... you pretending?
She was a little bit confident when she said this. After all, it was the first time she had encountered such a thing. Who would pretend to be sick without any trouble?
If Luo Yan is not pretending, she can only go back and ask the teacher for help.
Still haven't hidden it from you.
Luo Yan stopped acting miserable immediately. He blinked his eyes and his eyes lit up a little, and he said with a smile.
Duanmurong wonders: Why Ah?
For the sake of family harmony, Rong'er, you don't want my family to be broken, so you have to help me!
Luo Yan tightened Duanmurong's hand and said seriously.
To be honest, Duanmurong's hands, who have been going up the mountain to collect herbs all year round, are unexpectedly soft and have smooth skin.
Duanmurong twitched her hands, her pretty face turned slightly red, her a little embarrassed in her apricot eyes, and she said softly: Brother Luo, I promise you that, you can let go of your hand first.
After the master was educated, Duanmurong was obviously a bit different from Luo Yan.
I haven't seen each other for a while, and I don't even hold my hand. I'm... Luo Yan let go of his hand and started making up stories: Rong'er, haven't you always wanted to know my past?Actually, I have a few sad past events, involving a woman.
I once fell in love with a noble lady, but his family wanted to send him to the palace to be the queen...
Duanmurong gradually became fascinated by listening.
The slender blade of Jingyu Sword lingered with pink sword energy that looked like a vortex. As Jingyu's eyes were cold, the murderous intent that had been hidden for several years burst out. A nearly substantial thin sword energy was swung out with the sword, sharp and rapid, and slashed towards Mrs. Mingzhu.
There is no intention to continue communicating with Mrs. Mingzhu at all.
Luo Yan's heart was also nervous and there was no time to stop him. He never expected that Jingyu would chop people up with disagreement, and even summoned Jingyu's sword. He never expected that Jingyu's strength would go further and reached the level of a master.
How many masters can there be?
How easy would it be to cut a person to death if a swordsman at the level of a master or a killer?
If Luo Yan had not leaned on Jingyu's arms, this sword would have been enough to directly kill Mrs. Mingzhu in seconds, unless she had some strange magic or had practiced the most powerful external skills, there would be no reason to survive.
However, even if he was dragged down by Luo Yan, this sword was not something that Mrs. Mingzhu could easily resist. It was too late to even twist and dodge. It could only activate the breath of the whole body and slapped it out with a palm. The purple-black internal force shook the power of heaven and earth around it, turning into ripples and bombarding the sword energy.
But after only a moment of continuous, the palm power could not be maintained. It was chopped by the sword energy, and the palm print of Mrs. Mingzhu was cut open. Blood instantly overflowed. The sharp sword energy directly shattered Mrs. Mingzhu's cuffs, revealing her white wrists. However, at this moment, the beautiful arms trembled slightly, and the blood slowly dripped down her fingers.
This sword almost destroyed one of Mrs. Mingzhu's arms. Fortunately, it was just a sword energy, and it had never been blessed with magic weapons such as Jingyu Sword, otherwise the ending would not be so good.
Mrs. Mingzhu's charming face instantly calmed down a little. Her beautiful eyes looked at Jingyu who was holding Jingyu's sword in her hand and Luo Yan who was leaning against her arms, especially Luo Yan. She looked at her tightly, as if she wanted to remember his appearance in her heart and never forget it. Then she said nothing, without even throwing a harsh word, and fled to the mansion, obviously unwilling to continue facing Jingyu.
Jingyu frowned slightly, just because she wanted to continue chasing her. As a killer, she was not the kind of personality that liked to keep her tail when doing things.
Almost when Jingyu had this idea, Luo Yan had already hugged her waist and said weakly: Don’t worry about her, take care of me first, my chest hurts so much, please help me rub it.
Jingyu's cold eyes instantly looked at Luo Yan in his arms. He felt Luo Yan's powerful arms, pursed his lips, and said: It's a disaster for you to keep her. She looked at you with determination. This matter won't end like this. You have to think clearly.
She knew that Luo Yan was pretending to be dead, so naturally she couldn't rub it for him.
It would be fine if it was before, but it would be chaotic if you care about it. It would be impossible for Luo Yan to succeed, but now it is naturally impossible.
I will handle it, please trouble you.
Seeing that he pretended not to die, Luo Yan laughed dryly and slowly got up, and explained.
Never get yourself trapped for the sake of your love.
Jingyu looked at Luo Yan seriously and reminded him that it looked like the elder sister taught her younger brother, and she didn't want Luo Yan to make somersaults on women.
As he said that, his brows frowned slightly, and he reached out to gently wipe the blood on the corner of Luo Yan's mouth.
She had just felt that Luo Yan's body was still stable and she had not suffered any serious injuries, but the blood on the corner of her mouth was undoubtedly a bit dazzling.
Don't wipe Ah, I'm going to leave it for Zi Nu and Yan Lingji... Luo Yan thought about it and planned to spray it later. Anyway, he has enough qi and blood, and no matter how much he sprays, he can withstand it. In contrast, Jingyu's concern is not often, which makes him very moved.
I didn’t care about her and Xiao Yan'er Ah on weekdays!
Almost as Luo Yan's thoughts fell, two sounds of breaking through the air came from behind him, and the aura was very familiar. Who else in the mansion could come so quickly except Zi Nu and Yan Lingji?
Mo Ya took a group of Luowang brothers to pretend to be dead throughout the whole process... Originally, Luowang brother was about to take action, but Mo Ya slapped the forehead and stopped him.
Feeling the aura of the two women, Luo Yan couldn't control his injuries instantly, and a lot of blood was instantly overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and he dipped on his clothes along the corner of his mouth. Even the aura on his body became much weaker and weak.
……
Jingyu's cold and transparent eyes also blinked. Looking at Luo Yan's sexy operation, he pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.
Is there any such operation?!
However, Jingyu's previous words undoubtedly seem worthless at this moment. Will the man in front of him be tied to the love of his children?
Brush ~
Two incense winds blew on the face, and Zi Nu and Yan Lingji rushed over after hearing the news. The speed was almost the same. The two women with hard strength were considered to be half a pound, and their weight was different. However, for Luo Yan, the strength can only be divided into Jingyu and others, and there is nothing to compare.
Can Luo Yan still let Zi Nu and Yan Lingji fight against the enemy?
That's true. Wouldn't the Mo Ya and Luowang Killer he raised become useless!
Mo Ya and Luowang Killer:...
Yan Lingji supported Luo Yan and looked at Luo Yan's pale and weak appearance, especially the blood from the corners of her mouth. This was the first time she saw Luo Yan so embarrassed and weak. She was shocked. Even though she was angry, her beautiful eyes looked at Jing Yu who was holding the sword with fierce eyes and said: Haven't your sister stopped her?
Zi Nu looked at Luo Yan worriedly, then looked at Jingyu in confusion. Judging from the aura that Jingyu had just burst out, she was even above Weizhuang, so how could she not stop Mrs. Mingzhu?
This courtyard is the courtyard of Mrs. Mingzhu. It is obvious who beat Luo Yan like this, let alone the figure of Mrs. Mingzhu running away just now.
I asked Mo Ya and the others to chase her!
Yan Lingji said fiercely, her aura that looked like she was leading her family to kill her mistress.
Luo Yan did not stop him when he heard this. He just softened his weak body and leaned against Zi Nu, his head directly on her shoulders, and he was still in a mood, like a pig urging cabbage, humming weakly, indicating that he had no objection.
Yan Lingji's beautiful eyes turned cold, and she immediately called out Mo Ya and asked Mo Ya to take people to chase him, regardless of life or death.
Mo Ya, who was watching the whole time, glanced at Luo Yan who opened his eyes slightly, felt bitter in his heart, and bowed and replied: Promise!
Immediately, I took my younger brothers to search the city.
It's okay~
The purple girl didn't care about Luo Yan's romantic appearance. Looking at Luo Yan's death look, the resentment in her heart also dissipated a little and asked.
The chest hurts so much.
Luo Yan groaned without hesitation, looking like he was about to die.
Yan Lingji had no doubts. Who made Luo Yan spew his blood like tomato juice, and said a little bit of it overflowed. Jing Yu looked at it and was a little bit suspicious that Luo Yan was really like this.
Send someone to invite the doctor's heir, Miss Duanmu, and... forget it!
Zi Nu originally wanted Mr. Nian Duan to come over, but she thought that Luo Yan's death photo was caused by Mrs. Mingzhu. This kind of thing was not suitable for too many people to know about it, and it had an impact on Luo Yan's reputation.
Luo Yan is not the barefoot man he used to be in Korea. He is the Marquis of Liyang of Qin, the Grand Tutor of the current dynasty, the dean of the Academy, etc. If it is revealed that he and the wife of South Korea, Mrs. Mingzhu are not clear about it, and even were seriously injured by the other party due to a breakdown in relationships, this gossip news can instantly resound throughout the seven countries.
The impact is too great, it is definitely sensational!
Purple girl had to think about it a little more.
Even if Mr. Nian Duan doesn’t tell him the story, the impact will be bad after all.
Jingyu didn't know what to say for a moment, and she was not concerned about it, not blamed it, let alone anything else. She thought she was not upset, but if she left at this moment, Luo Yan's play might be in vain. After all, she still didn't want Luo Yan to be embarrassed.
Just spoil him!
……
On the other side.
Mo Ya was chasing Mrs. Mingzhu with dozens of Luowang killers, and soon stopped Mrs. Mingzhu. The entire Xianyang City was Luo Yan's territory. It was too easy to catch Mrs. Mingzhu, who was unfamiliar with the place, and it was even said that it was not difficult.
lady!
Mo Ya did not let Luowang killer attack Mrs. Mingzhu, and even bowed her hands very respectfully.
I never thought that a small character next to Ji Wuye has now become a storied figure in Qin State, and I can even control my life and death~
Mrs. Mingzhu's narrow and beautiful eyes looked at Mo Ya coldly, with a dangerous smile on the corner of her mouth, and said coldly.
Even though her arm was half-wasteful at this moment, she still had the aura of an aristocratic woman and faced all the situation calmly. In fact, if she hadn't met Luo Yan, she would not have ended up like this. But how could the word "love" mean?
If you fall in love with it, you will fall in love with it. If your dream is broken, you will also be broken.
The deeper you love, the deeper you hate!
Mo Ya didn't dare, and we were not here to chase and kill our wife. The Marquis of Liyang was worried about her wife's safety and ordered us to protect her wife.
Mo Ya didn't get Luo Yan's instructions, so she could only say this.
There were many women just now, and Luo Yan only gave him one look. He didn't think much of his speculation, but one thing is certain. Luo Yan definitely did not signal them to kill Mrs. Mingzhu. If he really killed her, Luo Yan would not have acted in so many dramas.
Why, Luo Lang wants to imprison me?
Mrs. Mingzhu said in an extremely ambiguous tone, but her eyes were terrifyingly cold.
I didn't know... Mo Ya secretly complained in her heart. This job is really not done by humans. No matter how you do it, it's not OK to not do it. It's far less simple than killing people.
The Marquis of Liyang did not give any instructions, let alone restrict the wife's freedom. If the wife wants to leave, we will never dare to stop her. However, if the wife wants to stay in Xianyang, we also need to protect her safety.
Mo Ya thought about it and gave an ambiguous answer.
In any case, it is obvious that Mrs. Mingzhu cannot come again. At least the current Taifu Mansion is not suitable for Mrs. Mingzhu to step in again.
Tell him that I will come back to find him, and he said that he belongs to me alone, no matter how alive or dead...
A hint of complexity appeared in Mrs. Mingzhu's eyes, and she snorted coldly and fled outside the city. She didn't want to stay here anymore, especially when she learned that this person was going to marry Dongjun of Yin and Yang family, she was even more furious, but she had no choice but to return rationally after being angry.
She knew very well that it was impossible to change anything by herself alone, and she could not even take revenge on Luo Yan.
Xianyang is not Xinzheng, South Korea, and Luo Yan is not the painter who let her knead him.
Everything has changed.
Whether it is a person or a heart!
If Luo Yan knew what Mrs. Mingzhu was thinking, he would have refuted loudly: His heart has never changed, and he has not changed at all. He is still the boy who lacks love at the beginning!
Mo Ya looked at the figure of Mrs. Mingzhu leaving, hesitated for a while, and still took her subordinates to escort for a distance, until Mrs. Mingzhu left the city and stopped.
There is obviously no need to worry about Mrs. Mingzhu's safety. As long as she does not meet a master-level figure, it is difficult for ordinary people to deal with her. The banshee is never a decoration in the night. She is very good at playing with people's hearts. Her illusion is superb. With that poison, she is definitely a ruthless character.
Until he met Luo Yan, he was played in turn.
Of course, it is hard to say who plays, and only they know the specific truth.
The far away Mrs. Mingzhu looked at Xianyang hatredly. She would not forget everything today. She bit her lips lightly, and her eyes showed a sick look. She hated, loved and thought, and said in a low voice: Luolang, your bride can only be me!
……
Today’s events have come to a conclusion that in this world with unscientific force, picking up girls is also risky. Just like modern medical girlfriends, you will never know what your girlfriend is thinking, especially when you have conflicts, she is dissecting something with a scalpel...
Modern people think more about it. After all, moral and legal constraints are bound by morality, but in ancient times, Mrs. Mingzhu could take action.
Oh~
Luo Yan groaned without hesitation, as if the injury on his chest was really painful, and the blood stopped spraying, and he had to follow the conservation of matter.
Duanmu Rong knelt quietly beside the soft collapse, taking Luo Yan's pulse. Her apricot eyes had a reassuring power. The only sudden thing was Luo Yan's unwilling to stop calling at that moment.
Is Luo Yan weak?
It is hard when it should be hard, and it must be soft when it should be soft. blindly seeking hard will only have the opposite effect.
As the old saying goes, children who can call you have milk to eat.
By the same token, if you don’t act miserable, how can you gain sympathy? But this set is obviously ineffective for Duanmurong. No matter how Luo Yan disguises himself, even if he uses his inner breath and blood to disguise himself, his own condition will not change anything. So Duanmurong was a little confused, and her beautiful thin eyebrows frowned slightly, and she looked at Luo Yan in confusion.
Because Luo Yan was obviously fine, but his pulse and breath were so sluggish.
Unless Luo Yan is a disguise.
Duanmurong thought for a while and asked tentatively: Brother Luo, are you... you pretending?
She was a little bit confident when she said this. After all, it was the first time she had encountered such a thing. Who would pretend to be sick without any trouble?
If Luo Yan is not pretending, she can only go back and ask the teacher for help.
Still haven't hidden it from you.
Luo Yan stopped acting miserable immediately. He blinked his eyes and his eyes lit up a little, and he said with a smile.
Duanmurong wonders: Why Ah?
For the sake of family harmony, Rong'er, you don't want my family to be broken, so you have to help me!
Luo Yan tightened Duanmurong's hand and said seriously.
To be honest, Duanmurong's hands, who have been going up the mountain to collect herbs all year round, are unexpectedly soft and have smooth skin.
Duanmurong twitched her hands, her pretty face turned slightly red, her a little embarrassed in her apricot eyes, and she said softly: Brother Luo, I promise you that, you can let go of your hand first.
After the master was educated, Duanmurong was obviously a bit different from Luo Yan.
I haven't seen each other for a while, and I don't even hold my hand. I'm... Luo Yan let go of his hand and started making up stories: Rong'er, haven't you always wanted to know my past?Actually, I have a few sad past events, involving a woman.
I once fell in love with a noble lady, but his family wanted to send him to the palace to be the queen...
Duanmurong gradually became fascinated by listening.
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