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Dugu Dark Palace.

The candles are bright, reflected on the red bricks and green tiles.

Tonight is the domination of the stars, who push the moon into the clouds in an attempt to evoke the brightness of the dome.

But, it failed.

How can the light of the stars compare with the light of the moon?

"Sect Master, Sect Master." Tie Shou and the others gathered around the bed, looking at Dugu Lie nervously.

It's been days.

Although the bleeding stopped, Dugu Lie was still unconscious, as if he didn't want to wake up at all.

His pale face was bloodless, and the ****'s chest was wrapped with white gauze, and the blood penetrated the white cloth, which looked shocking.

This time, Dugu Lie was able to escape from death, which was completely fateful.

"I really want to kill that slut and avenge our sect master." Iron Hand clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said, his eyes full of hatred: "If it weren't for that slut, our sect master wouldn't have been injured!" ”

Hearing this, the people around them all stopped Tie Shou: "Tie Shou, don't be impulsive, if Murong Yan is really dead, do you think the sect master can spare you!" ”

Tie Shou gritted his back molars and looked at Dugu Lie distressedly: "What's so good about her, she deserves the sect master's love for her so much." ”

The crowd fell silent.

At that time, these brothers saw their feelings.

"Yan'er, Yan'er." Dugu Lie's dream was full of Murong Yan, and he muttered to her.

"Dugu Lie, Dugu Lie." A scream made Murong Yan sit up from the bed, she gasped for breath, cold sweat was dripping on her forehead, she was almost suffocated in her dream, she dreamed that Dugu Lie died, because she was dead, no matter how she called him, she couldn't wake him up.

Murong Yan circled around and found herself in Dali Temple.

The trembling jade hand was covered on the undulating chest, and the thin green silk that fell down was wet with sweat on her cheeks, and she looked at her trembling hands, her eyes were moist and sour.

Tonight.

She missed Dugu Lie like crazy.

"Yan'er, I'll marry you."

"I'm waiting for you to marry me."

"Yan'er, I bought your favorite pastry."

"I want you to feed me."

"Yan'er, come here, let me hug me."

Memories of the past swept over her like a rushing sea, sweeping her heart, her mind, her body.

When the three words 'Dugu Lie' rolled out of the tip of Murong Yan's tongue, she realized that her throat was so painful.

After the hour, Murong Yan did not rest, she sat in front of the window pavilion and looked at the scattered stars, and sat until dawn the next day.

Early the next morning.

Leaving Aotian and Su Jinmo came to Dali Temple together.

Li Aotian plans to form three teams to find Li Yushu together.

Under the morning light.

Murong Yan's sick face lost a lot of weight, and the whole person was like a piece of paper, as if he fell down with a push, and he had no energy.

Su Jinmo looked at Murong Yan in astonishment, turned his head and asked Liaotian: "Lord, what's wrong with Murong Siqing?" Why are you so haggard. ”

Because in Su Jinmo's impression, Murong Yan represents the vigorous sun and is upright, and he has never seen Murong Yan like this.

Li's obsidian eyes narrowed, rubbed his tired eyebrows, strode in front of Murong Yan, and took the basin that was about to fall in her hand: "Yan'er." ”

Murong Yan came back to her senses suddenly, looked at the person, and the corners of her lips hooked slightly: "Uncle, Vice General Su, you are here, I will pour the water, and then we will go again." ”

"You don't have to go." Li Aotian coldly ordered: "Go find him." ”