Qin Zixin shook his head, isn't it just the distance of a corridor? This Murong girl was really too worried.

I don't know if Zhuge Yan will be in his room, he has been too strange these days. In his eyes, is my Qin Zixin the kind of woman who is fiercer than a tiger?

They all said that they wouldn't touch his Shicao Zhengtai, but he still watched his every move firmly, and he couldn't even sleep without sparing.

Thinking of this, Qin Zixin's face flushed slightly. Covering her mouth and yawning again, Qin Zixin staggered towards the room.

No matter, although she has been sleeping in the same bed for the past few days, she believes that Zhuge Yan will not be interested in her, but the weather is too hot and inconvenient!

Qin Zixin was sighing bitterly, and a white object crossed her shoulder and stuck straight into the wooden pillar in the corridor. Qin Zixin was so frightened that he turned his head violently, only to see that there were only lamp holders glowing with a dim light around him.

She patted her heart and cautiously walked to the pillar with the white object inserted. "It turned out to be a throwing knife, a flying knife!" Qin Zixin took a deep breath again, and the flying knife was nailed to a white strip of cloth and pierced into the pillar.

Wouldn't this be poisonous, Qin Zixin suddenly fell asleep. She looked at the knife again and again, and no matter how she looked at it, it was just an ordinary flying knife. Well, she's never seen a throwing knife either......

Qin Zixin's curiosity was really uncontrollable, and she couldn't control much. Pull out the throwing knife and remove the white strip of cloth on it.

Could it be that someone kidnapped it, and it was sent by the kidnappers? Qin Zixin was thinking wildly, and the strip of cloth in front of him became extremely heavy.

"Purple heart, see you in the back mountain, Jing." Just a few words messed up Qin Zixin's mind, could it be him? To go, or not to go?

Qin Zixin stood in the corridor in a daze, she casually grabbed the bright flowers blooming under the corridor and said: "Go, go, go, go, don't go......"

Zhuge Yan was lying on the bed tossing and turning, accustomed to falling asleep with that girl in his arms, but now he was a little unaccustomed to the emptiness around him. However, thinking that she was just as safe with Murong Bing, I didn't think about it.

"I'm here anyway." Qin Zixin clenched the strip of cloth in his hand and stood in the evening breeze, the back mountain of Forgotten Dust Villa was a mountain with cliffs. The mountain breeze is blowing and there is a slight coolness.

"You ......"

"Don't make a sound."

Qin Zixin was looking at the starry starry starry in the void, and a tall body surrounded her from behind. Just as he was about to shout, Xue Lingjing's voice was as warm as water in time.

"I thought I wouldn't see you again in this life......"

Xue Lingjing tightened the arm that wrapped around Qin Zixin, and there was trembling in his cool voice. When he saw the messenger return that day, he felt that things were not so simple. After a check, he knew that Qin Zixin had fallen off the cliff......

He had already discovered Qin Zixin's figure a few days ago, but he didn't dare to be too happy, he was afraid that it was just a dream or just an illusion of himself. It wasn't until he saw her in the tournament today that he was sure that she was his purple heart.

"Are you really, Xue Lingjing?"

A trace of coldness crossed Qin Zixin's neck, were they his tears or the dew on the leaves? Immediately, Qin Zixin smiled dumbly, this season, where will there be dewdrops......

It's really a place where you don't meet in life, and you can also meet a person from a temple in the territory of this river and lake, and he is still an old man.