Chapter 126

When Gong Zilin saw song Ningyu go away, he straightened his back and chased him in the direction of song Ningyu.

The star smiled behind him, gnashing his teeth with anger and burning himself to death.

Gong Qingyue tightly held the sword in her hand and remained silent. Xingxiao picked her eyebrows and suddenly said, "where's your queen? Hum, dare to slap me behind the back, I can't kill her!" Xingxiao rubbed his hands, with sharp sparks and strong murderous spirit in his eyes! What a mantis catches cicadas and yellow finches are behind.

"I don't know." Gong Qingyue left two words and walked along the direction of song Ningyu. Xing Xiao's face was cold. Hum, he was just a woman. How dare you attack him! His star smile is the Lord of vengeance.

Song Ning Yu's handkerchief covers her bleeding lips and walks towards the front. Gong Zilin chases after her and chuckles. Song Ningyu turned around fiercely. A pair of clear eyes were like a deep sea, which could submerge people in an instant.

"Madam, is it still painful? Look for my husband."

"Stay away from me! Gong Zilin, if you dare to touch me again, I'll let you taste what it's like to lose your son and never have a son." the star who followed smiled and trembled at the cold voice. Woman, it's not easy to provoke.

Gong Zilin's smiling face did not decrease at all, but smiled at Song Ningyu. "Does the lady mean not to have children for her husband? It doesn't matter. It's enough to have a wife for her husband."

"!" I've never seen such a thick skinned person. Song Ningyu's hand holding a handkerchief over her lips is about to split towards Gong Zilin. Gong Zilin's eyes sweep song Ningyu's white face. The light of the night pearl reflects here very brightly. Through the bright light, Gong Zilin sees the wound on song Ningyu's lip and disappears. It was bleeding a moment ago!

"Wait, the wound on your lip... Is gone." Gong Zilin grabbed song Ningyu's hand, and the slightest wound on that thin lip disappeared. As if he had never been hurt.

Xing Xiao stood on tiptoe and looked at Song Ningyu. For a moment, all the three eyes fell on her shallow lips.

Xing Xiao frowned, took the double-sided hairpin in Song Ningyu's hand and shook it towards song Ningyu.

"Give it a try?" asked Gong Zilin. Gong Zilin looked at Song Ningyu with some subtle changes. After a while, the wound disappeared.

Gong Zilin raised the belly of his mother finger and wiped it from Song Ningyu's lips. The soft lips scratched a little strange from the fingertips and hit the bottom of his heart with a faint electric flu. Song Ningyu's attention fell on the hairpin in Xingxiao's hand. When she realized it, she was stunned.

"Try." she also wants to know what happened to her!

As soon as Xingxiao raised his hand, he quickly scratched a knife on song Ningyu's tender white arm. The blood slowly flowed down, like a crack, and the blood flowed into a note!

"No, the blood can't stop!" as soon as Xingxiao's face changed, Gong Zilin tore off a corner of her clothes and quickly bandaged song Ningyu. Soon, the blood penetrated the cloth. Gong Zilin's face sweated a thin layer. Xingxiao pointed her acupoints in several places, but it didn't work at all.

"Look, the blood stopped flowing." Gong Zilin wrapped the blood and there was no response. Song Ningyu looked at his little arm. Gong Zilin carefully tore the cloth layer by layer.

Where song Ningyu was cut, a scar disappeared.

"I cut a knife! I also shed blood. This..." the five colors on Xing's smiling face flashed past. He stared at the pile of white arms. Gong Zilin raised his hand and touched the cut place. There was really no trace of injury.

"Still hurt?" Gong Zilin asked softly with his eyes raised.

Song Ningyu suddenly fell into Gong Zilin's arms. There was a faint pallor on his face. Xing Xiao quickly put her on the pulse, and his face was obviously relieved, but there was a faint layer of solemnity.

"She's overworked. Just have a good rest. However, her pulse looks strange. If the old man is there, maybe she can find out." when knowledge comes to use, she hates less. Xingxiao feels it this time!

Gong Zilin holds song Ningyu in his arms and suddenly finds that song Ningyu is so light!

"Old man? Who?" Gong Zilin frowned slightly, but saw the star smile and waved. "I don't know. There are ghosts and ghosts. Unless he comes to me for something, I can't find him. I'll discuss it when he gets out of this place."

Gong Zilin held the man in his arms and nodded. He glanced at the concave convex boulder at the end. Gong Zilin turned and walked towards it.

"Rest first, I'll watch." Gong Zilin sat on a stone and held song Ningyu tightly in her arms. Song Ningyu didn't know that she was held by the princess. She only knew that Gong Zilin was fine and could vaguely remember what happened to her arm.

Smelling the familiar smell, song Ningyu subconsciously fell into the dark and fell asleep.

Gong Qingyue found a place and slowly closed her eyes. The pictures of song Ningyu and Gong Zilin kept coming to her mind. Xing Xiao leaned against song Ningyu's nearby place and closed her eyes. If song Ningyu was there, she was not afraid of Gong Zilin's stumbling!

Gong Zilin looked at the people in her arms. The past events crossed in her mind bit by bit. In fact, she was not similar to her mother. One was as gentle as water, the other was as cold as ice. She could not cover it anyway, and always showed a faint alienation.

She gave all her warmth to the woman called Qianxun and all her meticulous patience to Qi's mother.

Gong Zilin measured it carefully for a while and reached out to take down the double-sided hairpin on song Ningyu's hair. It was made from a part of his weapon. He didn't even understand what kind of mentality he held to give it to her at the beginning.

When he was poisoned, song Ningyu recklessly fed the three lotus seeds to her, and rushed to fight the cannibal ant and red scorpion, his perennial cold heart began to become warm, because the woman named song Ningyu was loaded in his heart.

This is his sun, melting his frozen self.

Gong Zi slowly drew the knife close to song Ningyu's hair. At that moment, Xing Xiao, who was half asleep and half awake, woke up and narrowed his eyes slightly. Gong Zilin took down a bunch of song Ningyu's hair, cut off a bunch of his own hair, pulled out a red rope and tied it gently together.

Husband and wife make hair. Always be one.

Xingxiao's eyes narrowed slightly. When he met song Ningyu, he looked like an eight year old child. It was clear that he was still with her when she didn't love Gong Zilin, but now, he was afraid he would never have a chance again.

Song Ningyu rubbed in Gong Zilin's arms and still didn't wake up, but how much comfort and trust it takes to sleep so safely in such an environment.