"He, he's ok?" Zhou ling'er was stunned. He rubbed his eyes and looked at him again. It was still like this. No, she clearly remembered that when she stabbed him in the chest, his blood splashed three feet high. His face turned white and he couldn't get up. How could it be all right?

Xia Yuanqiu said: "although you were poisoned by Dementor powder, you couldn't help stabbing Juncheng, but you were weak at that time. Although you were stabbed with that knife, it wasn't deep. It was just skin injury. I've given him medicine. It's no big problem. Don't worry."

"Really, really? Is it really just skin injury? " Zhou ling'er was so happy that he stood up and didn't even notice the pain in his legs.

Xia Yuanqiu nodded seriously: "of course, it's true. If people don't sit there, don't you also see it? Can it be fake?"

Seeing Zhou ling'er's letter, Xia Yuanqiu was relieved. He picked up the pot of barbecue and said with a smile, "this is baked for you by your dear elder martial brother. How do you like it?"

Zhou ling'er nodded tearfully, and then saw that Xing Fang was considerate and brought clear water. She was more grateful and speechless.

Since the death of Shifu, she and her elder martial brother have been living together. In order to find out the cause of Shifu's death and have a foothold in the palace, she often goes out early and comes back late. She gets together with her little and far away. In that palace, she has no friends, relatives or people who care about her. Today, she feels the feeling of being cared for again. It's really wonderful.

Counting the time, the old woman was almost dead. Xia Yuanqiu left the space and returned to Junbao palace.

Sure enough, in Mingtang palace, on the magnificent throne, junruohua is half lying in it, panting. This is the last breath of her life.

A long hair, which used to be black and beautiful, is now white and disorderly. The pink and watery face has also become a wrinkled old woman's skin.

That pair of turbid but full of resentment eyes, staring at the charming and unruly Xia Yuanqiu, gritted his teeth and said: "you, you, you, you people, who have done harm to our palace to such a situation, all can't die well, all can't die well!"

Xia Yuanqiu said: "Jun ruohua, in today's field, you still don't know how to repent. Just think, if you don't provoke us and break our bottom line again and again, will you have today's disaster? Don't you still be the Lord of junruohua palace, and we, when we are done, should leave. They are not related and live in peace, isn't that good? But you are partial and insatiable. You are greedy for things that don't belong to you. You don't deserve to be the master of the palace, or live in this world and be a man. "

Jun ruohua looks up at the sky with a terrible smile. She struggles to get up, wants to rush to the aggressive Xia Yuanqiu, wants to tear up the sharp mouth, wants to catch the beautiful face, but she can't get up from the throne.

Lying on the armrest of the throne, she pointed to Xia Yuanqiu and roared: "you, you yellow haired girl, you dare to call yourself the heir of the treasure house of God King. You don't deserve it, you don't deserve it! I, if I were a flower, I would never let you go even if I went to hell! "

She seemed unable to bear the pain of Yuanqi leaving her body again. She raised her head to hit the armrest of the throne and killed herself.

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