Chapter 2297

Jun Qingwu Jiao body of stiff coagulation, in the soft language of the night, a little bit of soft down.

Her cold pretty face was flushed two times.

She shook off the hands of the night, turned around and left in a hurry.

"Click" sound.

Jun gently stepped on the dead branches in the courtyard.

Two people body suddenly a meal.

Inside the room, immediately came Miao Rongrong panic fierce roar: "who is it?"

At the same time, Miao Rongrong quickly rushed to the window and looked around.

In the remote backyard, there are dead trees and yellow leaves everywhere.

It was empty.

Miao Rongrong's face is alert, releasing perception and sensing the strange atmosphere around.

Eyes, also surprised to explore around.

But I did.

No strange smell.

On the ground, no footprints were found.

Should It's just that the wind blows the sound of those dead branches.

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Outside the courtyard, the night Qingluo drags Jun Qingwu's wrist and gasps heavily.

"It's very dangerous. We're all on the top of Miao Rongrong, but she didn't notice." The night fell against the wall and laughed in a low voice.

This may be the first time you dance lightly, so embarrassed.

Just now, she was swept away by the night and forgot where she was.

That's right. It's "teasing.".

She was teased by a woman.

Jun Qingluo means that the night is really poisonous!

Night Qingluo looks at the face of Jun's dancing face, which is a mixture of green and red.

A burst of shame, a burst of embarrassment.

She did not tease the king to dance: "let's go to the peach first, and the king of war will tell her that he is also suspicious of peach blossom 3000."

Jun Qingwu tightly pursed his lips, apparently still in embarrassment.

Li did not pay attention to the night, and then flew away from the war palace.

"Tut Little dance is so shy. " Night Qingluo touches his chin and laughs helplessly.

Lengyan's facilities, all collapsed ah!

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Another day has passed.

peach blossom three thousand eyeliner, will be the latest news of the Royal Palace, spread to the ear of the night.

Miao Rongrong is seriously ill.

On the second day of his imprisonment in the prince of war, he was seriously ill in bed and could not get up.

No More precisely.

It's more terrible than a serious illness.

Because

Miao Rongrong is weak all over, sweating and spitting blood.

It's black.

Black as ink.

It made the whole Warlord's mansion feel a shiver.

Dr. Liu did not find any problems.

At first, the king of war thought it was Miao Rongrong's trick.

Looking at Miao Rongrong, she vomited blood every time.

And the vomit out like ink like things, is indeed the time of blood and water.

The king of war was flustered.

Miao Rongrong is, after all, the eldest daughter of the Miao nationality.

If it was in his palace, it would be like this.

Even if he didn't know it, the Miao people would blame Zhan Wangfu for this.

After a day's work, Miao Rongrong has to breathe out and not breathe in.

The king had no choice but to go to the Miao Village immediately and ask the leader of the Miao nationality to come out of the village to save Miao Rongrong's life.

It was less than half an hour after the king of war left.

Miao Rongrong's ward, a small figure appeared.

Although Miao Rongrong is in a trance, she is suffering from faint pain and suffering.

But consciousness is still clear.

When I saw one more person in my house.

She half narrowed her eyes, staring at the man dimly.

Hazy, can't see clearly that person's appearance.

Vaguely, only to see that the red dress, like the scorching sun, gorgeous her eyes.

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