Chapter 444

Song Ningyu hurried all the way to the Cloud City. Ouyang Huo didn't send anyone to find her. Song Ningyu was surprised, but he was relieved. There was a strange silence in the Cloud City. When Ming Tianni saw song Ningyu again, he was as if he had seen a ghost, and his hands holding the medicine bowl were frozen.

The person on the bed was in a coma with closed eyes and no blood color. His thin lips gently pursed into a sad line. Ming Tianni handed the medicine bowl to song Ningyu and raised his hand to lift his long hair: "to tell the truth, I had some accidents. You should come back again."

"He's here, why don't I come back." song Ningyu took out the tianhuoniao in the box, crossed the hairpin in his hand, cut off a piece, fell into the bowl and melted immediately.

Ming Tianni stood up from the bed with a shocked face and pointed to the Firebird that day. His fingers trembled: "how can the Firebird, the God of Baili divine Valley, be in your hand!"

Baili burning song leaned against the door, whistled at Song Ningyu angrily, stretched lazily and said, "naturally, it's a love thing sent by the little Lord. Even if you want it, you don't have it."

"All go out." the cold voice could not hear the ups and downs. Baili burning song shrugged and waved to Ming Tianni.

"Come on, girl Ming, do you still want to stay here and wait for the emperor to wake up and marry you?"

Ming Tianni glanced at Song Ningyu, hummed coldly, turned and went out. The door closed slowly to block the rising sun in the morning. The bright paper window reflected the unique light of the day. The evil face of the person lying in the brocade quilt became a little thin, and song Ningyu's heart was also slightly painful.

The medicine was slightly cool, but it always flowed out when it was fed into his mouth. The dark medicine juice stained the lips around Gong Zilin. Song Ningyu looked at the dark medicine juice printed on his pale lips, drank up the medicine in the bowl and covered his thin lips with black medicine juice.

Bitterness spread in their mouths, so bitter that song Ningyu's eyebrows were tied and wrinkled that they could kill insects! Looking at the dark corners of her lips, song Ningyu got up and took the handkerchief, stained it with water and wiped it carefully for him.

Time moved slowly between them. Song Ningyu had not seen him so well for a long time? They are always separated more, combined less, gathered less and separated more. Time has changed too much unknowingly. When they need each other, they are always not around each other.

Song Ningyu knew in her heart that if it went on like this, maybe her heart was still firm, but such companionship and needs would one day be replaced by the people around her.

The pure white cotton cloth was dyed black. Song Ningyu's slender fingers were slightly cool, gently stroking the lightly closed eyebrows and eyes. Gong Zilin's eyelashes were very long, hanging on his eyelids like butterfly wings, and his breath was shallow.

The greatest luck turns out to be having each other around in all disasters and pain.

Gong Zilin's pulse is very weak. When song Ningyu slowly pulls away Gong Zilin's clothes, he finds that his original compact body has become a little thin and hurt his hands. Every time he looks at it, his heart hurts. What kind of life did Gong Zilin live these days when she was not around!

That letter of Acacia poetry, sentence by sentence of red beans into the bone, is full of ten thoughts and sincerity, but she never said it. She just sank into her heart after reading it and quietly raised the water called deep love in her heart.

When you wake up, I will tell you everything about my heart and about you.

People in love have only ears, but no eyes. They can only hear, feel, but can't see.

The silver needle in his hand stabbed Gong Zilin's limbs. The silver light flashed in the sun and led the sky flamingo. The rich aura was gradually brought into Gong Zilin's body. The sun outside the window pulled their shadows long and warm. The sun moved and changed. The sun outside the window gradually became dark.

Song Ningyu takes back the last needle. Song Ningyu's body is almost overdrawn due to her rush during this period. She lies on the head of the bed where Begonia weaves flowers, closes her eyes slowly against Gong Zilin, and sleeps in the past.

The person lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes and moved his head, but unexpectedly found that the person in the dream was lying in his arms, so he became cautious in his breathing and movement. His right hand gently stroked his thin lips, the corners of his mouth slowly aroused a charming smile, and all kinds of precious love fell a kiss on song Ningyu's eyebrows.

Sigh slightly.

Obviously, she wants to send her to the safest place, but song Ningyu has to run to him. Why is this man so ignorant of the times?

The door outside was slowly pushed open. Ming Tianni poked his head in from the door and stared at Gong Zilin who had woken up. As soon as he shrunk his head, he covered his eyes and retreated out. Gong Zilin finally woke up, and the people guarding the door were relieved.

Bai Lifen song lay at the door and listened to it for a long time. She didn't see any sound inside. She looked at Ming Tianni suspiciously: "are you sure people have woken up? It seems that it's only useful to coagulate Yu. It's no use for you to toss alone for so many days. She woke up when she came."

Ming Tianni has a myriad of manners and feelings. He waves frequently towards the hundred mile burning song, evokes the red and gorgeous lip color, raises the chin of the hundred mile burning song with the index finger of his right hand painted with bright red Cardan, long eyelashes and light fan, and the tone is charming and judo: "I'm useless? Is it very useful for the hundred mile Shao master of the hundred mile holy Valley to give away the holy things in the holy Valley?"

Fingers slowly downward, across the raised Adam's apple, and finally slowly stopped at the position of the heart. My eyes are like silk, my lips are gorgeous, and my eyes are full of contempt. Then he said: "I'm not better than you, but I don't dare to speak. Even if I take what I like, I'll take it back. Only a useless man will let out his favorite in his heart."

Bai Li burned the song and clapped Ming Tianni's hand. A serious look appeared in Ming Tianni's eyes for the first time on that dandy's face.

"When you really love someone, you will understand that seeing her happy is much happier than giving her happiness she doesn't need. You're too young. You'd better go back and Practice for a few more years before you come out. Too strong women will make men afraid. At that time, few men will dare to marry you, so I advise you that you'd better be feminine."

There was a cold wind across the city wall. Bai Li Shaoge only felt a slight chill on his back. He still hardened his scalp and added: "after all, not all people are like Gong Zilin and song Ningyu."

"That's a pity. The happiness of your beloved is about to be destroyed by me." Ming Tianni raised her hand and patted symbolically on the shoulder where there is no dust. She turned and walked against the wind. Her long chestnut hair was publicized in the wind. The sunset pulled her shadow very long. Looking from a distance, she felt lonely.