The criminal law of the Helan family is really powerful.
"Sinner Helanbo, after his sentence is finished, he can re-enter the Helan family and become the Lord of Helan, no matter how ruthless and lustful." The cold voice echoed in the mountains. .
Those disciples broke into a cold sweat. Seeing the current Helanbo, they would no longer dare to violate the rules of the Helan family, nor would they dare to leave privately. Even if they did, they would no longer be able to join such a family.
"What's the trouble with you? You cut off your own emotions and desires." All criminal laws are chosen by the inmates themselves, but Helan Yubai still never thought that Helanbo would actually choose such a method to cut off everything.
Is it because of Feng Qingge, or because of Grandpa? These are not important anymore. The important thing is that He Lanbo, who wakes up again, will no longer be the one they knew.
The breeze is gradually rising, blowing the window curtains, and the fragrance is on the tip of the nose, so familiar. The man lying on the bed moved his fingers slightly and slowly opened his eyes. The little girl with tears in her throat choked and took his hand. The moment he woke up, her entire head was buried in his chest. Woo cried out.
Gently stroking the familiar stranger, He Lanbo looked at the layout of the room. It was strange, but it was really his room.
"Qiu He, don't cry, I'm fine. It seems that I slept for a long time and forgot a lot, can I trouble you to help me up?" Gently stroking Qiu He's little head, He Lanbo barely propped himself up , The disciples outside had already been waiting outside. Seeing that he was awake, he immediately brought warm water and towels.
As if forgotten for a century, Helanbo asked softly, "Who am I?"
"Brother Helan, have you forgotten? You are the head of the Helan family, the heir of the Helan family, you are Helanbo, and I am your wife, Qiu He. Qiu He is really scared, you can't wake up, Brother Helan." Holding Helanbo tightly, she felt the people in Huang Huaizhong tremble, so she quickly let go of her hands and asked, "I'm sorry, brother Helan, did I try too hard, I, I It's useless, I-"
"Are you okay, wife? Qiu He, how long have I slept?"
"Since brother Helan came out of the sin pavilion, he has slept for three months..."
"Sin Pavilion? Am I guilty? It's been three months, a long time... in a few days, will the lanterns be set off? Qiu He, would you like to come with me?"
"Well, I would."
I want to let go of a lantern, I don't know who it is for, I just want to do it, that's all.
The wind was blowing slowly, the leaves in the bamboo forest rattled, and he picked up a black piece and landed on the chessboard. The sitting blue figure raised his eyebrows, put down the white piece in his hand, and frowned. : "Stop playing, play with you, I have never won."
"You, you, you should only be self-cultivation, regardless of whether you win or lose. It's almost time." He raised his head and looked at the white clouds in the sky. The little bald monk was sitting with his feet crossed and his left hand on his knees. Gently tapped, he couldn't help sighing and said, "It's just a matter to be resolved, and there is still one unfinished."
"Yes, you, you like to play some dumb riddles the most. I don't want to guess, I just want to ask you, Baili Yehua, is there still a chance?" Clap his hands, the light blue figure imitated the little monk to lift At the beginning, he also wanted to know the ending, but he couldn't see it through, and he couldn't see it. His ability is not that strong, and it's okay to be an idle cloud and a wild crane. If he really participates in these things, he is afraid that one of the first two will be big.
"The opportunity is up to you to grasp. How about the next three rounds and nine months?"
"Still coming? Forget it, come on."
The soil under his feet was deep, the snow and ice covered the mountain gates of Miaojiang, and the spring breeze melted them again. The beautiful autumn leaves fluttered and swirled in front of his eyes, falling on his temples, and those hot fingers took the hair from his hair for him. The leaves, the fiery red figure stood, he looked at the closed door coldly, and said coldly: "Master, let me go in? Waiting like this is not the way. Three months and three months, all It's been almost a year, is there still no way to save people?"
What's more, it's just a simple repair of the spirit.
Over the past few days, almost all the memories in his mind have recovered, but he didn't expect that he, who was still a child's intelligence, would be so attached to Feng Qingge. The woman inside was the one who took care of him, and he was equally worried. But he hated the smell of foxes very much. After smelling it, his whole body was itchy and unbearable.
"No, there is a way, it will come out naturally." The breath of the Soul Destroyer Lamp is still there, and the girl who proves that she is still alive, as long as she is alive, as long as she is still alive, there is hope. He can wait, just kneel down like this, and he has to wait.
In the red room, the sleeping person was still there. The red star power washed her body and dredged her blood. Seeing the person whose complexion had recovered a lot, Su Xiaoyin sighed. Looking at Ying Lingfei who was standing beside her, she giggled, got up and said, "After two days, you can use the flower of the other side, but the flower of the other side only lasts for three months, and you can't wake her up for more than three months. Then all your efforts will be in vain. You can go out and tell Mu Cangyun now, let him think about what the little princess remembers the most, and as long as it can touch her heart, she can be freed from her mental space. "
"Are you alright?" Ying Lingfei asked with a frown, stretched out his hand to grab Su Xiaoyin, hugged her and walked outside, he tensed his face and said indifferently, "I'll take you back first, and then notify Cangyun. ."
"Heh, have you learned to hurt people too?" With a soft laugh, Su Xiaoyin leaned against Ying Lingfei. Although tired, it was worth it. At least I can see this wood every day. After she consumes star power, she will become a juggler. It is enough to take care of her tenderly and carefully.
But, there is still no way for you to admit it?
Staring at the person in front of him, Su Xiaoyin stretched out his hand to hold Ying Lingfei's cheek, and said softly, "Woo, do you like me?"
"Must answer?" Thin lips pursed tightly, Ying Lingfei's face was cold.
"Yes, I have to answer, I'm so tired, and I don't want to work hard by myself. If you don't like me, I'll use force." Leaning on Ying Lingfei's shoulder, Su Xiaoyin laughed softly and waited. his answer.
Opening his mouth, Ying Lingfei lowered his eyes coldly, "I don't like it."
A flash of sternness appeared in his black eyes, Su Xiaoyin's face immediately turned cold, holding Ying Lingfei's fingers towards the bottom, clasping his neck, the red blood light flashed, she was cold He asked coldly, "You say it again, do you like me?"
"How many times you ask, the result is the same. I already said it back in the day, I'm a heartless person, and you like me will only hurt yourself. I'm grateful for you, but it doesn't I don't like it." I'm grateful that you can give the other side flowers generously, and I'm grateful that you can save Feng Qingge, but all of this has nothing to do with love.