Chapter 640

When Yuwen Ximing pursues him, he finds that there is a vast expanse of white in front of him, which seems to be blocked by something.

Poor Yuwen Ximing and others, they spent three days in the white magic array. When the white fog cleared, they all limped back to Tianshou city.

The man who made the white fog was Qin Molin.

How can Qin Molin's hand be as simple as white fog?

After the white fog cleared, there was Qin Shiyi waiting for them.

Qin 11 received the task of breaking a leg.

But when carrying out the task, Qin Shiyi was puzzled: "the LORD said to break your leg, but he didn't tell you to break the left leg or the right leg. You can only break both of them. You go back and take your time. "

Pa Pa Pa, after a sound, the broken legs are broken.

Fortunately, Qin Shiyi had a good sense of propriety. Such a fracture would hurt for some time, but it was easy to cure.

"Done!" Qin Shiyi clapped his hands, looked nostalgically towards ningzhou City, gritted his teeth, and continued to chase Qin Molin.

No matter how delicious the food made by rutin is, he is still Qin Molin's person.

……

Qin Molin himself, who had already caught up with Feng Xingying, looked at her quietly.

He didn't want to be disturbed by anyone. He was surrounded by a strange smell and wrapped him and Feng Xingying. Passers-by could only see a tornado, but could not see the two people in the tornado.

He did not say anything, so quietly hanging in the air, a long black cape, long black hair, uninhibited scattered in the back of his head, let the wind blow away, blowing his amazing face.

Qin Molin is as beautiful as a painting.

But his face, which was supposed to be charming and handsome, had a few silk and indescribable expressions.

Yes, grief?

How to look at all a little bit, grumpy face?

This is the first time for Feng Xingying to see such a cold, proud and handsome face.

Feng Xingying was somewhat helpless when he saw it, so he had to speak first: "have you recovered your memory?"

She is now Feng Xingying. She doesn't wear men's clothes. She's just like a woman. He shouldn't have known her. What he knew should be the sunshine youth who called him brother Qin and named Ye Xing.

"Did you find out?" Qin Mo Lin lips slightly Yang, eyes tightly staring at Feng Xingying, for fear that she will suddenly escape beat.

"Well." Feng Xingying nodded, lips with a trace of calm.

"When?"

"Three days ago, I felt a little bit. And then it's slowly confirmed. " Feng Xingying was honest: "I'm a doctor, and I can see more than most people."

If Qin Molin hadn't recovered her memory, how could she leave at ease.

After her man's amnesia, can she rest assured that he will be abducted? Feng Xingying is not so kind!

It was only when she found that Qin Molin's memory had recovered for at least half of her life that she left at ease.

There is nothing to say at this time.

Quiet.

The lasting silence continued to spread around them.

It seems that space and time are condensed in this quiet atmosphere.

"If you want to go, can you take me with you?"

Qin Molin suddenly opened his mouth. In his voice, there was a trace of grievance and helplessness.

It has to be said that this kind of expression, appearing on Qin Molin, who has always been cold and arrogant, is not true, but stinging.

He even made such a helpless voice.

Now Qin Molin is no longer the cold king, but more like an abandoned child.

His eyes, his voice, are soft.

At this time, his eyes, only Feng Xingying.

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