Duan Ziyin reaches half of her hand and freezes. Her face is chatting. She doesn't know what to say. For a long time, looking at yuefusang staggering to stand up against the wall, she pursed her lips and nodded, "OK."

The more Fusang got up with difficulty, though his cultivation was not abandoned, it was sealed by Manshu with medicine. Now he is full of abilities, but he can't make it out, just like a useless man.

And the man who did all this was also the one who gave him full of whiplash.

Duan Ziyin was stunned for a long time. Seeing yuefusang staggering with his servant to the darkroom, his eyes changed, and he found a reason for him. Maybe yuefusang refused her help just because he didn't want to involve her?

She pursed her lips, speechless all the way to the door of the darkroom. She frowns at the damp and cold air. Such a man is more suitable to stay in a bright hall full of spirit and sunshine than in a narrow and dirty darkroom where prisoners are kept.

Before entering, Yue Fusang finally looked back and said, "thank you." After that, when Duan Ziyin was still stunned and had no time to react, she took the lead in the darkroom.

The roaring stone gate closed again, blocking her view.

-As expected, Duan Ziyin sneaked into the darkroom that night and fed some healing pills for the comatose Yue Fusang. However, she was afraid that she would be found by sukui and did not dare to deal with the wound for him.

Those wounds have been stuck with clothes. If we want to deal with them, we must suffer a lot.

Mirror worship is the most reliable person around her, and also the only one who is loyal to her wholeheartedly. However, Manjusri did not know this in her previous life. Of course, even if she knew it, she would not be moved by the loyalty of a maid because of her indestructible nature.

But in sukui, who knows the truth of all things, the only loyal person, though insignificant, is precious in this human eating Indra religion.

Mirror worship softly fell in Su Kui's ear, and told Su Kui all the news she got.

Smell speech, Su Kui light hiss, her snow-white body is like jade immersed in a pool of hot spring which sends out the water mist, the water surface ripples, the red petals, with the action, stick in her hair and shoulders.

Snow like skin, and red petals, a sharp contrast.

Mirror worship gentle hands hold water, from her shoulder pouring down, Ying Ying Ying a piece of water, against a weak candle fire, more and more beautiful atmosphere confusing people.

In particular, she gently fell on the edge of the jade casting pool, a pair of delicate shoulder blades, like butterfly wings, fluttering to fly. People can't help but think of a kiss. At this time, it's probably the most docile time for women, isn't it? Mirror worship.

She gently washed her long hair for the woman, and her eyes were gentle and respectful.

The woman gently lies on the edge of the pool, her eyebrows and eyes droop, her long curled eyelashes quiver, and her eyes are hazy and lazy.

See her breath is shallow, mirror Si also can't help holding breath, light hand light foot slow down speed.

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the night is getting dark. The sky seems to be covered with a huge black cloth. You can't even see the stars.

On the cliff, the branches of towering ancient trees are dense enough to cover the sky and the moon. By the pale moonlight, reflected in the yard, shadowy, like ghosts.

In the silent night, a thin figure like a ghost passed by quietly.