Chapter 1293

Sure enough, after a while, the people who went to the Youzu quietly fell into Yan Jingrong's yard. Yan Jingrong raised his eyelids slightly, and there was a faint smile in the corners of his mouth. The footsteps were getting closer and closer to himself. Yan Jingrong closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. The man in black stopped for a moment and left. Perhaps it was the wound. Yan Jingrong really slept.

The man in black returned to the inn to recover his life. As soon as Miyan heard it, all his anger waved along with his sleeve, and all the things on the table fell to the ground. The kneeling man dared not go out, and Miyan turned his back.

"Yan Jingrong! How dare you play with me! " Mi Yan grinned his teeth and said fiercely. He was full of danger. The kneeling man was afraid and his body trembled slightly. Mi Yan turned and looked at the kneeling man with a flash of disgust in his eyes.

"Useless things!" With a wave of his palm sleeve, the man was waved to the wall. His body hit the wall painfully and fell to the ground powerlessly. People outside the door heard the movement inside and pushed the door in.

"Little Lord!" The man saw the situation inside and bowed his head slightly.

"Clean up!" Mi Yan said and stood at the window. The man cleaned up the body as quickly as possible and withdrew quietly.

Mi Yan looked out of the window impatiently. If it weren't for the fact that the Youzu was not strong enough, where would he look for target cooperation? Only his father's newly developed magic could take the shot. Unexpectedly, Yan Jingrong played it twice at once. Mi Yan's anger didn't disappear. The wind outside the window made his originally gloomy face more gloomy and terrible.

"Yan Jingrong, I don't believe you don't save that woman!" After the mysterious nightmare finished, he jumped over and disappeared in front of the window.

Yan Jingrong slept a little heavy. The beads of sweat on his forehead and slightly twisted eyebrows proved that he was a little uncomfortable now. Mi Yan quietly went to Yan Jingrong's bed and looked at the people on the bed. The corners of his mouth raised a sneer. Yan Jingrong noticed that someone came in and wanted to open his heavy eyelids, but he couldn't open them.

"Hum! Pretend so much, Yan Jingrong. It's a pity that you don't play! " Mi Yan doesn't know what tricks he will play again.

Yan Jingrong knew that if he cheated, Miyan would not easily believe it, so the sword stabbed him in the chest and increased his strength in order to be more realistic.

Seeing that the people on the bed had not responded, MI Yan stretched out his slender and pale hand, pinched Yan Jingrong's neck, touched Yan Jingrong's hot neck, and Mi Yan pestled his eyebrows. Was he really hurt?

"A few days ago, my leg was hurt!" Yan Jingrong saw that the wound began to bleed and covered it with gauze.

"You should know that if the plan is not completed, that woman will have to die!"

Yan Jingrong pretended to be sad and lay down: "even so, I have to die with her!"

After hearing Yan Jingrong's words, MI Yan sneered, "do you want to die? You think it's that easy! "

"Anyway, you won't tell me Gong Yueyue's way to crack the magic. Now the plan fails. It's just that life can't be together, so die together!" Yan Jingrong said to himself.

"Don't think I don't know that the people of East Vietnam have cracked the magic on that woman!" The mysterious nightmare came out.

Yan Jingrong was surprised in his eyes. It was obvious that there was no performance.

"But fortunately, I put another kind of magic on her! ha-ha! Didn't you expect? " Mi Yan began to laugh.

"You...!" Anger appeared on Yan Jingrong's pale face.

"Moreover, you can't notice that kind of magic, and her body won't change. She won't show it until a hundred days later!" Mi Yan ignored Yan Jingrong's anger and said to herself.

Yan Jingrong didn't speak. He bit his teeth to vent himself. His chest was bleeding because of his anger. If he wasn't hurt now, he would kill him!

"Oh! There are people who can crack her magic. You can't guess! Ha ha ha! " Mi Yan then disappeared into the darkness.

Yan Jingrong finally couldn't suppress his anger, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth. The housekeeper hurriedly pushed the door in. He knew it as early as Mimian came in. He just pretended not to know and stood outside the door. As soon as Mimian left, the housekeeper hurried in.

"Lord!" The housekeeper looked at Yan Jingrong and was worried.

"Get the medicine!" If you don't cure your wound, how can you kill him!

"Yes!" The housekeeper hurried to get the medicine.

Zhujinyuan.

Gong Yueyue nestled in Zhao Changyuan's arms with a smile: "why didn't my sister come to see me?"

"She is busy with Gu Qi now. She has no other time at all."

"Date! Oh, yes! How's childe Gu's condition? "

"It is because of Gu Qi's illness that they try to be together now."

"Why?" Gong Yue sat up puzzled.

"Gu Qi won the Gu of Xiliang. He will lose all his memory after dissolving the gu!" Zhao Changyuan looked at Gong Yueyue and said frankly.

"How could this happen?!" Gong Yueyue can't believe it and loses all his memory. What should my sister do? A drop of clear tears suddenly fell.

"Gong Yueyue, don't be sad. Ji hen will find a way to let Gu Qi recover his memory!" Looking at the sad Gong Yueyue, Zhao Changyuan whispered comfort.

"When is Mr. Gu going to fire?"

"There are still five days left, we must dispel gu!" Zhao Changyuan sighed.

"Five days! So short! " Gong Yueyue can't imagine how painful her sister is now.

"Mr. Gu didn't intend to solve Gu Gu. He said he didn't want to lose his memory with your sister, but if he didn't understand Gu Gu Gu, Gu Qi didn't live for a month. It happened that Ji hen's conversation with me was accidentally known by your sister. It was your sister who advised Gu Qi that he agreed to solve Gu Gu Gu." Zhao Changyuan suddenly admired their feelings.

Gong Yueyue didn't speak, but her expression was a little distressed. She was distressed about their love. She still remembered how happy her sister was when she told her that she had someone she liked.

Bamboo house in the western suburbs.

Gu Qi and Zhaoyang leaned back to back against each other, looking at the starry night sky, there was an unspeakable stability.

"Why haven't you seen Xiao Liu these days?"

"I gave him a holiday!" In fact, he didn't want Xiao Liu to disturb their time together.

"Ah Qi, I really want to rely on you to see the stars all my life." Zhaoyang looked at the night sky and raised his lips slightly.

"Then rely on me all your life!" Gu qigou said.

"Good!" Zhaoyang heard Gu Qi's answer and agreed with a smile.

East Vietnam, Mo house.

Xiang'er sat in front of the window and was sewing clothes. Through the faint moonlight and candles, Xiang'er's face was so serious and meticulous. The white cloth was crossed by Xiang'er's needle and thread, and exquisite patterns were born. Mother-in-law walked in slowly, looked at Xiang'er still sewing clothes, and gently called, "it's late at night. Embroider again tomorrow!"

"Well, grandma, go to bed first! I'll embroider it for a while. " Xiang'er didn't look up and didn't forget the action in her hand. Mother-in-law is helpless. She goes to bed first. Xiang'er is a girl with a stubborn temper.

Xiang'er embroidered again for a while. She glanced at her grandmother on the bed. She was already asleep. She rubbed her eyes and embroidered again tomorrow. Xiang'er folded half of her clothes, put away the needle and thread, put them aside, stood up and was ready to close the window, but a figure suddenly appeared outside the window. Xiang'er was frightened and covered her mouth. When she saw the visitor, she was relieved. The man waved and motioned to go out, Xiang'er was helpless. She gently went out, closed the door and walked to the man.