Chapter 409 - Rescue Yanran (2)
However, she was born with a lot of hatred!
Mu Yanran no longer had the strength to speak, but her lips were slightly moved, as if she had something to say to Lei Huo.
Lei Huo knew what she was thinking, his voice was hoarse. "I even know that you like to wear violet jade hairpins the most. I know what you like, and I know what you want. "
Don't worry, I will kill Mu Wanjun for you!
Mu Yanran nodded, but she did not say anything else.
Lei Huo, I really like you a little! This was what she wanted to say the most, but it didn't seem like there was any meaning in saying it. Forget it, if I really am going to die, then let him bury this sentence in my grave …
There was no moon tonight!
Only the rustling of the snow could be heard, making the world extremely quiet.
In the outskirts of Capital, there were instead continuous "pu pu pu" sounds.
The bloodied Lei Huo was digging with his hands, he wanted to dig a grave for Mu Yanran. Mu Yanran leaned weakly on the side, she still had one last breath of life left, she wanted to see the grave Lei Huo had made for her.
She quietly looked at Lei Huo, and helped her do the last thing in the world.
She was wearing a flaming dress and a violet jade hairpin. Everything was the last thing she wanted.
Looking at Lei Huo's busy figure, she slowly felt that his figure was somewhat blurry, and the voice in his ears slowly disappeared.
Tonight's snow was the biggest since winter.
The pure white snow covered Mu Yanran, the white snow, the red dress, and the strong contrast between their line of sight!
She slowly leaned against the tree and lowered her head.
This grave was actually enough to bury both of them, or perhaps he also had the same plan. He did not want Mu Yanran to be too lonely underground by himself, he would come and accompany her after he had fulfilled her final wish of killing Mu Wanjun.
He had always accompanied her to rest in the underground world …
He jumped out from the pit, only to see Mu Yanran covered in snow. He hastily ran over to "Yanran …"
Lei Huo helped her wipe the snow off her face, "Yanran!"
He shouted her name hysterically. He held her tightly in his arms!
Currently, all of Lei Huo's thoughts were on Mu Yanran alone, but he had completely forgotten about his surroundings. When he suddenly realized that someone was approaching from behind him, it was already too late!
The back of his neck suddenly felt sharp pain!
His vision blurred, and he could only see a corner of the grey robe before fainting.
Under the night sky, a person wearing a grey robe with a hood on his head sighed in surprise, "Eh?"
As Mu Wanjun watched Xuanyuan Xuanyuan Shou'er suddenly fall to the ground, she suddenly realized that she really wanted to use too much strength. That kick was really not light, and in front of Rong Chu, he had beaten his little sister to a pulp.
Strangely, at that moment, she felt a very strange sensation. It was as if the person standing in front of him was not Xuanyuan Shishi but Mu Yanran.
The kick she sent out was almost instinctual!
She quickly withdrew her palm and strode over to check.
He wasn't sure if she was really afraid of Rong Chu turning hostile, so her speed was extremely fast, even surpassing Rong Chu's outstanding Qing Gong. She flipped her hand to establish a pulse. "Hey!" Strange! She's fine! "
That kick just now was absolutely not weak. Just a casual kick had broken a few ribs, but Xuanyuan Shishi had actually only fainted from exhaustion.
Her words were strange.
Rong Chu rushed over, but he did not have the time to turn hostile with her, as he had also discovered the situation where they were together.
Qian Yun walked over with the wheelchair and gave the most authoritative explanation, "The strength behind your kick was absorbed by the person controlling her."
Just like how someone beating an ox across a mountain, the Xuanyuan Shou'er that was kicked was fine. The one who was injured was Mu Yanran. Of course they wouldn't know.
Xuanyuan Shishi was unconscious, Mu Wanjun and Ye Zi were guarding outside the door.
Rong Chu helped take care of Xuanyuan Shishi and Qian Gun had once again set up the array under Qian Yun's lead. Now, no one came to cause trouble, so the formation went on exceptionally smoothly. However, they were unable to clearly explain just what kind of image Xuanyuan Shishi had just seen.
Mu Wanjun sat at the corridor outside her room. She could not imagine returning to the Imperial Palace, but she did not see Jin Yulie.
If he was still in Imperial Palace, at this time, he should still be reviewing memorials under the lamp.
The clear and cold candle light shone on his face, adding a hint of warmth.
Suddenly, she felt pain in her hand. She opened it and saw that there was nothing on it. There was only a vague, stabbing sensation on his palm.
suddenly looked at his hands under the light. Ye Zi asked: "What's wrong?"
She shook her head. "My hands are hurting a little. It's weird, but there's nothing."
Ye Zi blew out the fire piston in her hand. Facing the fire, even if she looked carefully, she could not find anything unusual within Mu Wanjun's palm.
Not long later, the piercing pain disappeared, and Mu Wanjun retracted her hand, not minding at all, "Maybe it was a thorn. It doesn't hurt now. "
Ye Zi was a little more cautious, "Then do you have any other feelings?"
Mu Wanjun shrugged.
The door opened behind him.
Qian Yun and the tired-looking Qian Gun Gun walked out from inside.
"What's the situation like?"
His voice was filled with fatigue. She said: "Earlier, the Spiritual Source was secretly touched by someone. Fortunately, it was discovered. Right now, she had completely cancelled her ability to remember. However, she didn't know what she could still remember from the earlier ordeal. I really did my best. "
"Mu Wanjun sincerely thanked Thousand En. Where's Rong Chu? "
"He's still inside, waiting for her to wake up." Qian Yun smiled and ridiculed: "Master, is it possible for this subordinate to succeed and leave?"
After Qian Yun and Thousand En said their goodbyes, Mu Wanjun and Ye Zi also entered the Greencloud Hall.
Rong Chu was a little nervous as he looked at Xuanyuan Xu'er who was lying on the bed. He rubbed his hands together as he walked back and forth.
"Get rid of her. You can sit down. She's fine now. As long as no one is able to control her, even if she completely loses her memory, aren't you able to properly explain it to her? "
Rong Chu frowned. He, who was usually calm and collected, was actually at a loss of what to do, "What should I tell her?"