Chapter 450

"Chihiro, you should understand me!" Chihiro grabbed song Ningyu's hand and slowly let go. He lowered his eyes and bit his lower lip. Yu Guang crossed Chihiro, who was sitting on the ground with his eyes stunned. She understood. How could she not understand. However, some things may not be able to say.

Not because you can't afford to promise, but because the happiness that person wants has nothing to do with you. You don't want to add a burden to him, so you don't dare to give it, so you're careful.

Why say something when you know it's impossible? I chose silence, but because I cherish it more.

The bright red blood dripped from Song Ningyu's wrist. Song Ningyu was afraid, and her hand was trembling slightly. The blood gushed out of the wound like a spring. Mu Qianxun stared at her eyes. Mu Qianchen had already taken a step first and pulled the cloth strip in Qianxun's hand to tie up song Ningyu's injured wrist. The blood soon penetrated the cloth strip and couldn't stop dripping.

"Ningyu... Don't do this." Chihiro knelt down beside song Ningyu sobbing, raised his hand and took song Ningyu into his arms, trying to wipe her tears, but found that there was nothing clean in those eyes, cold and cold.

Song Ningyu held Gong Zilin firmly in her arms and looked stunned at the torrential waterfall. The water splashed. The rainbow hung in the center of the waterfall. The clear spring water spread out along the pool. The two people were wet and stuck together. Gong Zilin's cold body didn't feel a trace of temperature.

Although song Ningyu held Gong Zilin in her arms and put it under the palm of his heart, her internal power was continuously lost. Gong Zilin had eaten a large number of rare and rare herbs before. She was too calm before. Now she calmed down and kept collecting the strange prescriptions in the ancient medicine books she had read.

The golden moon and the wind followed several dark guards with green leaves all the way. The larks quietly gathered on the trees and the ground around Song Ningyu. When the golden moon and others rushed over, they fluttered their wings and flew into the clear sky.

Feng knelt beside song Ningyu, twisted his eyebrows and stared at Gong Zilin. He was shocked, his tone was not heavy, and trembled slightly: "master mother! Master this..."

"I remember there's a different courtyard on the top of the waterfall. Take ah Lin there." song Ningyu's tone is faint and slowly takes back his hand. The wind holds Gong Zilin and runs towards the top of the waterfall with song Ningyu's feet.

Song Ningyu's cool tone came down from above: "I won't catch one of the things in the pool!"

I heard that the moon's eyes flashed slightly and fell on a pond waterfall that was as transparent as crystal in the sun. The rainbow rippled slightly in the water. Glancing away at the direction song Ningyu ran, she gently pointed her toes and hurried to catch up. She believed that song Ningyu would be very interested in one thing compared with the guy who couldn't run in this pond!

The courtyard has been uninhabited for a long time, but the surface there is well taken care of. The cups are covered with white cloth. As long as you tear them apart, you can live directly. Tear off the white cloth strip covered on the bed and put Gong Zilin directly on the bed.

The room was a little dry. Song Ningyu stayed by the bed. His internal power was greatly reduced and his face was pale. Qianxun and Qianchen then chased in. Qianchen twisted his eyebrows and held song Ningyu's wrist with his big palm.

"Do you want to run out of internal power and die!"

"My subordinates have sent someone to invite the drunken fairy. Take care of my mistress!" Feng stands beside song Ningyu with a dignified look. The drunken fairy comes and goes without a trace. It's hard to find. That's just to give song Ningyu some comfort.

"Let go" in the sunny house, it seems that it is winter, and the cold voice has no fluctuation. Song Ningyu has been stunned. The murderous spirit of the whole person rises. Qianchen tightly grasps song Ningyu's cold hand. Subconsciously, he looks down and sees that the gauze is red with blood, but he looks along the dried and twisted gauze. There have been wounds on the hand, It's too good to see a trace of injury.

"What's going on?" Qianchen was shocked and pulled away the cloth wrapped around her wrist. The smooth skin was exposed in front of him without a trace of blood. If it wasn't for the blood on the cloth, he must think it was just his own dazzle.

Song Ningyu pulled back her wrist and twisted her eyes slightly: "Jinyue, clear the scene for me!"

The Wutong tree standing under the gate of the golden moon is very bright. Yes, she is following the song. It is because of this, she is always so calm, always knows what she wants to protect, is so ridiculous in front of her than before.

"Prime minister mu, imperial concubine and empress, please." as long as song Ningyu is alive, what kind of emotion she is has nothing to do with Jin Yue. In her cognition, since she is a dark Wei, there is only one purpose, that is to obey song Ningyu's orders!

Drifting profusely and disorderly, and when the Wutong leaves fall, this should be a kind of depression. At this time, there is a depression. Outside the courtyard is a rose full of walls, blood red blood red, full of a wall, with the autumn flowers of the autumn sky blossoming.

The woman's Magnolia style robe was gently raised in the wind, sitting at the head of the bed, looking cold and obsessed with her eyes.

Mu Qianchen stood at the head of the bed. Jin Yue directly dragged Qian Chen and Qian Xun and threw them out. With a bang, the indoor and outdoor were isolated from each other. Song Ningyu looked at Gong Zilin's lip color, tightened his heart and pulled over the excited way of Wen Renyue: "Jin Yue, look at his lip color. Is it lighter? Is his face better? There are wounds. The wounds have stopped festering!"

Jinyue stood beside song Ningyu and said, "Lord, why deceive yourself and others."

What a blow to song Ningyu. A normal person suddenly becomes abnormal because of Gong Zilin. There is a strong sense of madness and magic between his words!

Bang!

Jin was sung by the song to the house with a thick palm. It was a collision with the thousand search which had been heard at the door. The thousand of them had been on the back. The two men had hit the big Wutong tree hard, and the leaves of the trees were floating up and down from the ground.

Jinyue slowly wiped away the blood on her lips. As soon as she gritted her teeth, she flashed into the house. The door had been destroyed under that palm. Jinyue knelt beside song Ningyu and said with her eyes down: "Lord, I have taken 90% of the medicinal materials by transporting water and sending letters. Do you want to transport them?"

Song Ningyu's eyes were slightly bright. The speed of silver in his hands was not slow at all. He slowly withdrew his hand and nodded faintly: "Jinyue, you should know what I don't want to hear at this time. Being a dark guard, you should not only complete the task, but also observe the words and colors."

A silver needle rubbed through Wen Renyue's hair and dropped long black hair in twos and threes. Wen Renyue's heart trembled. Song Ningyu didn't use his internal power just now. In addition, he was consuming his internal power for Gong Zilin. Jin Yue picked up his life!