Bai Pujia pointed at me and Xiaoxing and spoke wildly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xiaoxing slapped her loudly without saying a word: "What are you? My grandfather will take a fancy to you? Don't be arrogant in front of my sister! Get out!"

I didn't expect Xiaoxing to hit her. If you want to fight, I will fight. This woman doesn't know where she came from, she is scheming, Xiaoxing openly offended her, and it is inevitable that she will resent, I am worried that she will hurt Xiaoxing.

Bai Pujia covered her red and swollen cheeks and smiled instead of anger, staring at Xiaoxing's eyes with cold eyes, and the words she said seemed to be squeezed out between her teeth: "Good fight! Today, your sister and brother have joined forces to bully me, and I will pay it back again in the future!"

Throwing off this sentence, she slammed the door and left angrily with red eyes.

Xiaoxing punched and kicked her in the back.

"Sister, that slap just now seems to have been light!" he said to me with some regret.

I touched his head: "There is a chance that my sister will help you fight to death!"

Now it's okay, openly declare war, and you don't have to scruple anymore. I don't know when Nan Ronglie found out her details, and it is always unsafe to put an enemy by his side.

was thinking about Nam Ronglie in his heart, and he pushed the door in by himself. Seeing that I woke up, he was very happy and held me tightly in his arms despite Xiaoxing's presence.

"Wei'er, you're finally awake! What the hell is going on? Xiaoxing doesn't know what to ask, Feng Changwen doesn't say anything! If you faint like this a few more times, I'll be scared to death by you first! Are you okay?

Nam Ronglie touched my forehead and pinched my shoulder, and did not forget to put my hand in his palm to warm me.

It turns out that this man really loves me!

I remember him jumping off a cliff to save me regardless of life and death, I remember him washing my hands and making soup for me in the deep valley, I remember that he would rather let his wounds festering in order to give me the medicine, I remember him fighting Yan Wuxing in a blood-stained robe by the stream, I remember that he drank snake soup for me to win the game, and I remember the plum blossom forest that he bloomed for me in the ice and snow.

Memories are evidence that two people love each other. When the moments of getting along are remembered, even if the scene is blurry, those feelings are real. Because of this, I really feel that this relationship is not easy to come by.

Nam Ronglie was a little overwhelmed when he saw the tears overflowing from the corners of my eyes, and asked me while helping me wipe them: "What are you crying about? What is uncomfortable? Don't cry, don't cry!"

His jaw was tense, his thin lips were pursed into a line, and his frowning brow lined his eyes like those of a lost elk. I shouldn't have cried, he didn't know that part of my memory had been restored.

I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes with the back of my hand and comforted him with a smile: "I'm fine." Rest assured. It's just that I haven't seen you for three more days, I'm worried that you'll run away!"

"Run, run with whom?" he raised his eyebrows, looking at me slyly.

"Xiaoxing, who do you think he will run with?" I threw the hot potato to the little boy who was guarding the door.

He smiled, and his black eyes rolled: "Bai Pujia! She is eyeing the master and has bad intentions." ”

I sneered, and Nan Ronglie popped a chestnut on my forehead: "Sister and brother are not making fun of me, the cooperation is quite tacit!"

He didn't punish Xiaoxing, who was talking nonsense, but he didn't give up on me, chasing me to itch, and the voice of Siliang sounded outside the door in time.

"Oh no, the white girl is gone!"

Xiaoxing and I glanced at each other, and Nan Ronglie stopped his movements and asked, "When did it happen?"

"Just now, the little one went to bring her food, and found that the person was gone!

"You go out and look for it first, and I'll come later. ”

Nan Ronglie looked at me, thought for a while and said, "I found a clue, Bai Pujia may be the saint girl rumored on the rivers and lakes." ”

Before he could tell him about it, he found out first. My eyes twinkled and I encouraged him to continue.

Nan Ronglie's handsome face showed a hint of embarrassment: "Wei'er, can you leave her behind before we find out her purpose for approaching us?"

I thought he might have such a request. I saw myself in the mirror with my eyes curved in a beautiful arc.

"Is it because she's a saint?" I knew that he would be uncomfortable if he spoke too bluntly and without leaving any room for each other to turn around.

Nan Ronglie pursed his thin lips and glanced at me meaningfully: "I'll talk about it when I come back." ”

He turned and left to look for Bai Pujia. The room was empty all at once.

Xiaoxing came over and pulled my sleeve and comforted, "Sister, don't be sad!"

I looked into Xiaoxing's bright eyes and touched his head: "It's useless to be sad about some things. Sister is not sad. ”

He nodded as if he didn't understand.

I was reminded of something more important.

"Xiaoxing, you go and find Mr. Feng, I have something to tell him. You stay at the door and don't let people in. ”

Xiaoxing is such a good boy, and he has always been obedient to my words.

"Sister, don't worry, I'll go and please. Don't be sad. ”

I smiled and sent him out.

How can it not be sad?

Although he trusts Nan Ronglie and will not have anything to do with Bai Pujia, no one will be happy to watch his beloved man find another woman.

If there is no emotional bond, is there no such gain and loss?

I suppressed the overwhelming bad mood in my heart, and a thought crossed my mind.

Feng Changwen pushed the door in, saw me stunned in the mirror, and teased with his hands on his chest: "What?

I glanced at the unruly Feng Changwen, remembering that day when I saw Mo Chenyan and he didn't let me take Mo Chenyan away, and clusters of unquenchable anger rose in my heart, and I wanted to strangle him.

"Feng Changwen, is there something for you to hand over to me?"

I stared at him, not missing any of his subtle expressions.

Feng Changwen was stunned by my question, and then immediately understood what I meant, and couldn't help but show a good-looking smile.

"Do you remember? The effect of the medicine has worked! Tell me how much you remember?"

I held out my hand and said in a resolute tone: "Give me something!"

He looked at me, "Are you sure you want it now?"

"I'm sure!"

"No! It's too dangerous for you now! Your martial arts haven't recovered yet, and people outside have started to look for you! It's safest to put things here for me. Ink dust and smoke believe me, don't you believe it!"

He pursed the corners of his mouth wickedly, as if mocking my distrust of him.

"I trust you, but I need these things now, and I want to see if there are any new clues. When the saint appears, aren't you in a hurry, not afraid that others will take the lead?"

He knew I was talking about the puzzle pieces in the brass ring. I remember the last thing Mo Chenyan said.

Qin Wuya put the collected copper rings and puzzles beside me, wanting to accompany me as a funeral to comfort my spirit in the sky.

When Mo Chenyan rescued me, these things were naturally taken away with me.

For some reason, he handed over his things to Feng Changwen for safekeeping.

The moment I fell off the cliff, I still heard his request.

Feng Changwen frowned: "Don't mention the Holy Maiden, I just want to know what you want to do with the puzzle now?"

"Help!" (To be continued.) )