Chapter 572

She can't hurt everyone because of her momentary intolerance.

With that, Wei stood up, took the candlestick and walked to the room where the wind sang.

After that dream, when Wei iris entered the room of Fengyin, her chill still came out, and then she summoned up her courage to push away the room of Fengyin.

"Who?" When Wei iris pushed the door open, there was a voice of alert, so cold and alert.

"It's me, iris Wei!" The voice clearly comes from Shangli.

"What's the matter so late?" Shangli lights up the candles in the room.

Then Wei iris saw Shangli sleeping on a bench not far from Fengyin.

"Why do you sleep here?" Wei said doubtfully.

At the same time, I was looking at the wind singing on the bed, holding the whole quilt in my arms, as if I was looking for the last trace of security.

Shangli takes a look at the wind chanting on the bed: "I'm afraid another wind chanting will wake up, so I've been sleeping here!"

Shangli looks at Wei iris and leaps by candlelight. He clearly sees the sweat on Wei iris's forehead. Then he says, "what happened?"

When Wei iris hears Shangli's words, her heart is like eating a reassuring pill. Before she had that dream, she never thought that the evil wind chant would suddenly wake up. However, when she thought about this problem, she knew that Shangli had taken this problem into consideration.

Sleeping beside the wind chant all the time, if the evil wind chant wakes up, it will be a fight to the death.

"I'm as worried as you are, so I came here specially to have a look!" Wei iris lowered her eyes and her voice gradually calmed down.

"If he really wakes up, you're just going to die!" "I don't think that wind chant will appear, just heard his dream call your name!"

"My name? What else did he say? " Wei asked in a hurry.

"No, just a few names, nothing to say, but I heard him sucking his fingers!"

Sucking your fingers?

Wei iris is really a little unexpected: "I'm probably hungry. I'm called my name in my dream. Let me cook for him!"

"Is mujin awake?" Shangli takes the sword on his hand and looks at it carefully under the candlelight, as if he cherishes it very much.

"No, as usual!" Wei irises a little dejected to say, the eye looks to the wind on the bed again to sing, his sleeping posture is really the same as the child, unrestrained.

"Doctor Yan said that the effect of medicine can only work in a few hours at least. Now it's not time. You don't have to worry too much. Go back to sleep. Maybe you will see mujin wake up as soon as you open your eyes in the morning!" Shangli holds the sword in his hand and looks at it for a few times. Then he places it beside him, but his eyes have never been raised.

But I'm afraid that Fengyin will wake up before mujin. You Not his opponent! "

Shangli stands up, his strong body is stretched by candlelight and printed on the wall: "people are brought back by you and mujin. Do you want me to kill him now?"

"Of course not. I just want to see him off!" Wei said hesitantly.

Although it was only one night, the dream really scared her too much.

Even for an hour, she had to be afraid.

Shangli turns to xiangfengyin and says, "no, I've sealed his acupoints. Even if he wakes up and doesn't untie his body's acupoints, he won't affect me. As for whether to stay or send him away, wait until mujin wakes up!"

With the saying of Shangli, Wei iris is relieved: "well, as long as mujin wakes up, nothing will happen. I think he will leave Fengyin, after all, his brother!"

It is she who insists on taking Fengyin away from Tiansha Pavilion. Then what face will she have to send Fengyin away with mujin?

"Wait!" When Wei iris was about to leave, Shangli raised the indifferent eyes: "can you really cure my nose?"

"Yes, as long as I find the right fillings, your nose will be cured. It's a lot easier than others!" Wei iris nodded.

"What filler?" Shangli asked.

Wei iris went to Shangli and pointed to her nose root: "your nose is collapsing, mainly because the nose root is broken. As long as you find a suitable thing, it can be filled in your green root to make your nose root recover, but the requirements for filling are very high. First, it can't hurt your body, then it can't move, and then it can work with you The curve of the nose is similar! "

Shangli listens to Wei iris's actions in front of her, and seems to understand a little: "it means that my nose is very well cured, but that filler is hard to find!"

"Yes, so far I didn't think of anything suitable. When mujin wakes up, I'll look for it!" Wei iris nodded.

"Good!" Shangli nods.

When Wei iris walked out, she found that the moonlight outside was very round, and the cool wind was blowing slowly on her face, which made her nervous and palpitating heart relaxed a lot.

As soon as I was ready to go back to my room to sleep, I saw that I was sitting on a tree in the yard.

The bright moonlight was shining on the dancing tree, so that the committee could roughly see that the man on the tree was drinking.

Who is drinking there? Li Jiu?

When Wei iris walked in, she found that it was Ning Fuyan who drank in the tree.

The avant-garde iris has never seen Ning Zaiyan drink, maybe it's related to his body.

"It's better to break your face." Wei iris raised her head and shouted to Ning zheyan, who was sitting on the tree.

The enchanting body of Ning zheyan relies on the trunk of the tree. A head of green silk is scattered on his shoulder at will. The breeze blows past him. A few leaves fall on Ning zheyan's head. With his evil face, his enchanting temperament is fresh.

Ning Fuyan, who is looking up for a drink, hears someone call him. His face is full of red and intoxicating. It is bright red, like the rosy clouds in the sky. It is gorgeous and beautiful: "little tail, how are you here?"

If his internal power hasn't been exhausted, maybe when Wei iris gets close to him, he will find out, right?

"How do you drink in the tree in the evening?" Wei iris listened to Ning Fuyan's voice. She seemed to be very active, not sad. Her tone was very light.

"I haven't drunk wine since I was young, so I used it to taste it. It tastes good!" Ning Fuyan shakes the wine pot in his hand. Even in the absence of sunshine, his smile is still as bright as ever: "the scenery seen on this tree is very good. Would you like to come up and have a look?"