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Gu Nian confirmed that Ding Pei's vital signs were normal, but for her sudden appearance of such a situation, or palpitation. Hard scalp, on the upper Rong LAN nervous eyes, clear voice.

"Madam, assistant Ding just woke up and couldn't bear too much stimulation..."

He said it tactfully, but Rong LAN could hear it clearly.

"I understand..."

She whispered back, without explaining to him.

After Gu Nian Shi left, she looked at Ding Pei, who was still in a coma. She raised her hand and gently stroked her cheek and sighed in a low voice.

"Child, I come to pick you up sincerely. You must get better soon..."

The door.

The extremely weak Jun glass steps a lag, thin face floating a touch of gratifying smile.

He propped up the door frame and raised his head. The mist in his eyes slowly receded.

……

Weihai.

The soul of the night sky is finally at rest.

Overnight, the temperament of the night owl minister changed a lot. The handsome and handsome man gradually showed his rebellious and sharp bearing.

He is the new king of "dark night" and the new high priest of "Tianhu".

In this city of the sea, he has the ability to call on the wind and rain, and also has the power to kill and kill life and death.

Someone started looking for a priestess for him.

He was not interested at all.

The life he yearns for is unrestrained, free and happy.

Love for him is a luxury.

If you marry a woman you don't love, you will be thrown into an invisible cage.

He thought, in that case, he would go crazy.

He, who had not been to Yilan courtyard for several days, led a Zuo to walk in the past.

The sea breeze blows gently, kapok flower is very flourishing.

The cobblestone corridor is covered with colorful flowers.

All of a sudden, a melodious flute came to my ears.

Familiar music.

He stopped.

Zuo then stopped.

The flute sound comes from the Yilan courtyard.

You don't have to look. Who is the piper?

The melodious flute sound hides thousands of melancholy feelings, just like the distant misty sea

The night owl minister's heart is like a needle prick, the heart a burst of contraction. The hands on the back of the back, slowly put away.

Ask the flute sound

Miss who

"Priestess, you..."

The night owl Minister stood in place for two minutes and turned slowly, his back was a little bleak. A left went up and frowned.

"Go back."

"Yes."

Wind, blowing the night owl minister's clothes, lonely some heartache.

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Yilan hospital.

He Lanxi stood under the porch eaves, his eyes were a little out of focus, his eyes were full of green bamboo.

Flute, a song.

It's got him trying to get out of here.

Unconsciously, there was a subtle rift between him and the owl minister.

Though, they are still friends.

Relationship, but never back to the past.

He wants to leave here for another important reason.

That's Fang Qingchuan.

Fengquan mountain, after all, should not be her place to spend the rest of her life.

She was full of talent and shouldn't have lived her whole life.

Small eight just wait for him to stop the flute sound, just dare to come forward, hand his mobile phone in the hand.

"Young master, Miss Lin called you just now."

Lin Ango, Gu Mengmeng and Gong Nanling have left here for two days. At this time, they should return to Yunjing.

Life, back to normal track.

He Lanxi did not take the mobile phone, but asked in a soft voice.

"She calls again, you tell her, don't worry about me."

"Yes, young master."

Small eight turn hands, put away the mobile phone.

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