Chapter 243

Song Ningyu lay on the side of Gong Zilin, holding his cold left hand tightly, looking at the face of the gentle demon with drooping eyes, and a gleam of light crossed the corner of his eyes.

"Gong Zilin, can't you let me worry less for you? If I sleep and you don't wake up again, I'll wake you up! Do you hear......" no matter what song Ningyu said, Gong Zilin still didn't respond at all.

Song Ningyu finally closes her eyes tired and sleeps deeply next to the familiar body. Song Ningyu sleeps very uneasily. She wakes up almost once in the time of a cup of tea or a column of incense. The night is low. The moonlight slowly folds in through the window and a dark shadow.

Song Ningyu's hand hidden under the quilt carries 100% of her internal power. As long as this person approaches, song Ningyu will take action.

However, the man just stood quietly and looked at her. He didn't approach or do anything. He just looked at her quietly. The eyes were warm and familiar. She closed her eyes and didn't do anything. When she opened her eyes, there was nothing in the room except moonlight.

She turned her head and looked at the person lying next to her. Her evil face was close at hand. She lowered her eyes and injected the internal force in her hand into the nearly exhausted Dantian in gongzilin. It was a misty force. Different from the general internal force, the misty force was like weak water. Once she touched the water, it would change from one to ten, from ten to a hundred, from a hundred to a thousand, so as to accumulate continuously. She didn't dare to pay more attention. She just injected so little that she could keep her internal power in her body.

Due to improper control, song Ningyu hurriedly withdrew his internal power, and a trace of blood crossed his lips.

Quietly looking at the person lying on the side, I only know that he is very bad, and I am very tired, but I can't rest. I am like a lamp that has almost run out of oil. I obviously have no oil, but I am still burning, and I don't want to refuel in.

Gong Zilin's soft and comfortable hand was only cold and hard with clear bones. The whole person lost a lot in just a few days.

No matter how I don't want to sleep, I'm still very tired after all. I'm so confused lying next to Gong Zilin. How can I save him? All kinds of drugs in the book "the treasure of poison" I read in my mind wander through my mind. Even if I saved Gong Zilin, what can I do? Gong Zilin was injured. Song Ningyu wanted to save him. It was just a dream!

Yu hengzi knocked on the door, pushed the door and came in. Song Ningyu was scrubbing Gong Zilin. His gentle and slow movement seemed to be treating a treasure carefully.

"Song Ningyu, if he dies..."

"If he dies, I will bring him back to hell!" song Ningyu never easily loves a person. If he loves, he will die and never let go!

Yu hengzi was shocked in his heart. A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes and muttered, "the injury on his body is not incurable."

When song Ningyu's mother saved him, she said that if she really wanted to repay her kindness, she would help song Ningyu when necessary. He never knew that a mother could plan for her children to this extent, but he had to admit that such a beautiful and intelligent woman was so similar to song Ningyu today!

"How to save?" song Ningyu frowned, and a trace of precaution flashed in her face. She didn't trust anyone. No one believed that Xingxiao might save her, but she didn't know where Xingxiao was. After checking for so long, she still had no news!

Yu hengzi looked at the palace with a pale yellow face and said slowly, "I once saved a man. How can I say that man owes me a favor? If he saves him, he may still have a glimmer of vitality."

Maybe it's because of the influence of that woman. When he sees those who can help, he makes occasional moves. As long as it doesn't hurt his overall situation, he can always spare people's lives. For those people, he may live for himself or for others.

"Nonsense, what a chance! Can't I protect him? Yuhengzi, don't rely on my mother to save you. You think I'll treat you as a right person! I tell you, it's impossible!" song Ningyu fiercely threw his handkerchief into the basin and stood in front of Gong Zilin, with a flash of uneasiness.

"Yes or no, you know better than me, don't you?"

Listening to his indifferent words, song Ningyu slowly stepped back and stood at the head of Gong Zilin's bed. Two lines of clear tears slowly slipped down with her back to Yu hengzi. Yes, she knows, she knows she can't save him! All you can do is keep his heart! That's all! She hates why her medical skills are so shallow!

I can't even save Gong Zilin. What's the use of this medical skill? What's the use!

Song Ningyu stood by Gong Zilin's bed, looked at the man lying on the bed and looked at a cup of tea until the traces of tears disappeared. Song Ningyu looked back, frowned and asked, "where are you taking him?"

"If you really trust to give him to me, don't ask. Although the man was saved by me, he doesn't like strangers. If you know that someone is still following, it's bad."

Song Ningyu hurriedly said, "then... Let the wind follow..."

"No, Miss Song, the reason why I tried my best to help you is that I owe my wife a favor, that's all! When I saved him, my wife and I will be clear and don't owe each other." with every word, song Ningyu frowned and looked back at Gong Zilin's face with enough reason not to hurt Gong Zilin.

"When will you leave?" Gong Zilin was hurt. I'm afraid it can't be delayed. The more delay, the more serious his injury will be.

"Right away."

Song Ningyu's heart flashed a trace of uneasiness and Jiao filter. Holding Gong Zilin's cold hand in one hand, he lowered his head and printed a kiss on the cold forehead. In a soft voice, "Gong Zilin, come back well and I'll wait for you! If you dare to show me a little girl over there, you'll wait for me!"

Yuhengzi took Gong Zilin away, but there were only two people, one in a carriage and the other in a horse, running towards the direction of chilieshan to Hongmeng. Song Ningyu stood on the city tower of Jeju. The wind in early summer caught a trace of dryness and heat, rendering everything restless. In the mountains north of Jeju, the forces with black gathered together.

Feng stood beside song Ningyu and accompanied her to look at the distant carriage. Her eyes became long and long.

"Master mother, master him..."

"Send someone to follow far behind." Yu hengzi couldn't believe it, but at this time, she had no choice but to choose to believe. Things related to her mother were always easy to become familiar and gentle.

The wind nodded, raised his eyes and said to song Ningyu, "mistress, the bandit nest in the North has begun to make small moves these days."

Song Ningyu looked at the carriage disappearing into the horizon in her eyes and slowly took back her look. When she looked at the wind again, there was only cold and ruthless in her eyes. She slowly recalled a bloodthirsty smile: "in that case, let's go and meet it for a while!"