Chapter 1042

Ji Qingxue's words instantly hung Sima's mirror into the bottom of the valley.

What do you mean she's almost dead now? She's still breathing, she's still beating!

Sima Jing xuanqiang held back the tumbling emotion in his chest and asked, "does she have any help?"

Ji Qingxue's blood in Mencius period is dark with one shot.

She asked, "what do you say on the ninth day of junior high school?"

No one knows more about human Gu than the ninth day of junior high school. The mother Gu is in Mencius, and she should be able to find a solution.

As soon as Ji Qingxue asked about the exit, he saw Sima Jingxuan's face become more ugly: "the ninth day of the ninth day has said that up to now, she is unable to return to heaven."

"Well," Ji Qingxue murmured.

Sima Jingxuan hurriedly asked her, "why, can't Qingxue even save her?"

Qingxue's medical skills are so good. If she can't help it, isn't Mencius really hopeless?

Ji Qingxue tightened her lips. Sima Jing's heart was hanging high in the air, which made him a little... Afraid.

fear. This is Sima Jingxuan's most disgusting emotion.

The strong will not be afraid of anything at all. Only people as small as ants will be afraid all day. He has always refused to be the same as those ordinary people.

But something really happened. Sima Jingxuan was nothing more than that compared with those people he didn't look up to.

But now he doesn't understand whether he is worried about this person or the mother Gu cultivated hard in her body.

Ji Qingxue began to apply needles to Mencius, and kept saying, "I'm not sure. I can only try my best. Don't hold too much hope."

No one knows more about human Gu than the ninth day of junior high school. If she can't return to heaven, Ji Qingxue can't do much.

Ji Qingxue didn't lift her head: "go out and wait first. You'll affect me here."

Sima Jing nodded hurriedly, "OK, I'll go out. If I need help, I'll be outside the door. Just call me."

Before going out, Sima Jing hung a deep look at the people on the bed.

Sima Jing stood on the corridor outside the door, holding the railing with both hands, and his mood became chaotic.

He should have been happy. After so long, Ji Qingxue finally returned to him again.

But now his joy had disappeared, replaced by deep worry.

"Don't you admit that you care about her?" the ninth day casually leaned against the post and said lazily.

Sima Jing hung his face expressionless: "I'm just worried about the female Gu in her body."

The ninth day of junior high school smiled: "ha ha. But you also said that she has been with you for a long time and is loyal to you. She is a very important person to you."

Sima Jing hung back and said impatiently, "when did I say such a thing?"

The ninth day didn't say a word, but his face was wearing a meaningful smile.

Sima Jingxuan suddenly opened his eyes: "how dare you use Dementor to me?"

If not, how could she know these thoughts in her heart?

It seems that she has indulged her so much recently that she dares to break ground on Tai Sui's head now.

Sima Jing hung his palm and gathered his internal power. It seemed that he wanted to teach this bold man a lesson.

But the ninth day of junior high school was still without fear. She said faintly, "don't you want to know what you said at that time?"

Sima Jing hung his face and his muscles trembled slightly. His cold voice: "no need." it was just some nonsense when he was not awake. There was no need to know.

"Really?" the ninth day nodded, "that's OK, you come."

Then, on the ninth day of the ninth day, he immediately stood up straight and looked ready to be beaten.

Sima Jing hung his five fingers together. In a moment, he took the wind and attacked the ninth day.

The ninth day was very calm. Sima Jing hung his hand in front of her. Only half an inch away, this palm would hit her.

The ninth day of junior high school smiled: "why don't you fight?"

Sima Jing hung his lips, and there was a faint anger on his face.

On the ninth day of junior high school, he put his hand aside and said calmly, "at that time, I did use Dementor to you. But I didn't do anything else. I just asked you a question."

Sima Jing hung a stiff face: "what's the problem?"

I still want to know from this reaction.

As like as two peas in every single word or phrase, "I asked you," Meng Zi said, "what's the exact same period of two people in Meng Zi and Yu? Many people will make a mistake in the two of them. But why have you never confused the two of them?"

Sima Jingxuan's heart couldn't help jumping wildly. She asked why?

There's nothing to ask.

Mencius period and Mencius Yu are never like each other. He has eyes like a torch. How can he admit his mistake.

"Sima Jingxuan, now you are sober. Can you tell why?"

Sima Jing brushed his sleeve and said coldly, "she has been with me for many years. How can I admit my mistake?"

The ninth day of junior high school asked, "is that all?"

Sima Jing hung and narrowed his eyes, and the eagle's eyes emitted a dangerous light, "what do you want to say?"

The ninth day shrugged his shoulders and said casually, "nothing. I just hope you can polish your eyes and see more clearly."

At this point, Sima Jingxuan doesn't understand the purpose of making wine anymore. I'm afraid he's a fool.

"You don't have to remind me in a roundabout way. The people I love are only green snow from beginning to end. As for the Mencius period..." Sima Jingxuan suddenly paused, "it's just the loyal men who have followed me for many years."

Sima Jing smiled a little evil: "apart from these, she is at most one of the people who warm my bed."

That's too mean.

Mencius did not ask for identity and name to stay with him for many years. In the end, he just exchanged such a ruthless word for him.

Sima Jing hung on purpose.

I don't know whether he wants to use this to refute the ninth day of junior high school, or to remind himself all the time.

He loved Ji Qingxue, not Mencius.

Mencius period was just a thing he used to pass the time when he was bored in his spare time.

Like her—— Does she deserve it.

Seeing him like this on the ninth day of junior high school, he could only shake his head again and again: "if you really think so, I have nothing to say. But for a plaything, did you just show a little too anxious?"

As soon as I heard that she was ill, I hurriedly took her to Ji Qingxue for medical treatment. Is this an attitude towards playthings?

Sima Jing hung his lips and explained, "it doesn't prove anything. I only care about my subordinates at most."

Besides, Mencius had always been very loyal to him. Besides, the mother Gu was still in her body, and it was normal to care about her.

The ninth day of junior high school smiled: "whatever you say, she won't live long anyway."