Chapter Twenty-Seven: He Lost a Man

Zimo Shuiyue helped Luo Yanhong back to the room, Luo Yanhong's hand was still shaking, and she held Zimo Shuiyue tightly, "Yue'er, have you noticed that this girl is getting more and more wrong, she used to be obedient, and she was only resigned, and she could scare her if she said something louder." ”

Zi Mo Shui Yue also began to recall Zi Mo Qianying's various behaviors, "That slut has become different since he came back from that serious injury, and he has changed so much, it's like, it's like a different person." Zimo Shuiyue whispered in Luo Yanhong's ear as if she had suddenly thought of something, and Luo Yanhong gradually showed a smug look. A person's appearance can be disguised, but nothing else on the body can be disguised.

After Zi Mo Qianying let people clean up the house, soak in the big wooden barrel and bathe, there are too many recent things to make Zi Mo Qianying a little tired, the wind outside the house moved slightly, Zi Mo Qianying quickly got up and dressed, and extinguished the candles in the house with a brush, a figure entered Zi Mo Qianying room through the window, and saw Zi Mo Qianying hiding behind the curtain, a pair of red eyes came into view, it was her.

Before Zi Mo could react, he had already covered his mouth by the man.

It's so strong. Zi Mo Qianying secretly said in her heart, although her strength is not very strong, she does not even have room for resistance, who is this man, when she looked up, the man happened to be looking at her. The two looked at each other as if time had stood still, and it took a while for Zi Mo Qianying to come back to his senses, and he didn't blame Zi Mo Qianying, because this man looked so good that he couldn't describe it in words, it could be said that he looked like a demon, a demon who brought disaster to the country and the people.

The man has a pair of enchanting and charming peach blossom eyes, blue eyes are more dazzling in the dark night, a tall nose bridge, and a beautiful thin lips, angular chin, bewitching but not charming, feminine and manly smell, three thousand silver filaments are scattered, it can be regarded as a strange person like jade, a gentleman is unparalleled in the world.

The man heard that there was no sound outside, let go of Zi Mo Qianying, and knelt on the ground with no physical strength, a white coat, stained with blood after the fight, Zi Mo Qianying looked at the man in front of him, some pictures flashed in his mind, he wanted to see clearly, but he didn't think of anything, he only felt familiar, and he felt a little sad in his heart, and unconsciously blurted out a name, "Xiao Mochen?" ”

Hearing these three words, the man was a little excited, supported himself, held Zi Mo Qianying's shoulders tightly, and looked at Zi Mo Qianying, "Do you remember?" You remember me! ”

"I... I do not know.. Why? Zi Mo Qianying looked at the man, her brows were tightly locked, and tears flowed down her cheeks, obviously she didn't know this man, why was she so sad, as if she had known him before.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault, I'm sorry, Shadow, don't cry." The man hugged Zi Mo Qianying into his arms, and his tone was full of guilt.

Zi Mo Qianying only felt that it was dark in front of her, so she fainted, and the man carried Zi Mo Qianying to the bed and fed the pill to Zi Mo Qianying to help her stabilize her emotions.

"What did you do to make her almost go crazy." looked at the man in front of him unpleasantly, and his usual iceberg face now showed a trace of anger.

The man's face showed a smile, and his eyes looking at Zi Mo Qianying were full of tenderness and doting, "She didn't forget, even reincarnation didn't make her forget me." The man's slender fingers gently caressed Zi Mo Qianying's cheeks.

Without saying a word, he punched the man in the face, "You said you wouldn't appear in front of her again." Ink dust, you forgot? ”

Xiao Mochen didn't think about dodging and resisting a punch, his handsome face left a mark, fell on the side of the bed, looked at it, stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "I haven't forgotten, but this time I won't bear her again." Xiao Mochen looked at the sleeping Zi Mo Qianying, he wanted to guard her in this life, and he would not bear her again.

Pulling him up from the ground by the collar, the two of them just looked at each other, neither of them refusing to retreat.

"Hey, let him go." A faint voice reached the ears of the two, and the two of them looked at Zi Mo Qianying in unison. He pursed his lips and didn't say anything more, let go of Wei Mochen, and sat aside angrily to look at Xiao Mochen, the anger in his eyes increased instead of decreasing.

Zi Mo Qianying looked at Xiao Mochen, and the sadness in her heart was not as strong as before, "Who are you, I always feel that I know you." ”

"I am. . . I" Wei Mochen looked at Zi Mo Qianying and wanted to take a step forward, but he fainted, he was already seriously injured, and he was punched again, Wei Mochen just took a breath, and now he couldn't hold on, and passed out.

Zi Mo Qianying's eyes were quick, and he supported Xiao Mochen's body that was about to fall. But after all, Fang just almost went crazy, he couldn't use his strength, and his small body was also a little difficult, so he called for help, and although he was unhappy, he also helped, and the two put Xiao Mochen on the bed.

Zi Mo Qianying asked a little anxiously, "He won't die, right?" ”

"How do you feel about him?" His face was not very good-looking, and his eyes were full of incomprehensible complicated expressions when he looked at Zi Mo Qianying.

Zi Mo Qianying couldn't answer for a while, and after thinking about it, he said, "I don't know, I just feel familiar, and I will be unconsciously sad when I see him." ”

Sad, do you remember him so deeply? He glanced at Xiao Mochen lying on the bed, "He won't die, it's just that the injury is too serious, just rest for a few days." ”

"You know him?" Zi Mo Qianying took off Xiao Mochen's robe, began to deal with the injuries on his body, and asked with his back to him.

"The deceased."

"Do you have a grudge?"

"Not really, it's just that he's a loser." Because Zi Mo Qianying had his back to him, he didn't see the loneliness in his eyes.

The two talked a lot, and at that time, the most Sha and Zi Mo Qianying talked about, sadly it was all about another man.

Zi Mo Qianying finally fell asleep on the table, just looked at Zi Mo Qianying's sleeping face, stroked her green silk, and then turned into black mist and returned to Zi Mo Qianying's body.

Zi Mo Qianying is very heavy, she had a dream, there was a woman in the dream, she couldn't see the woman's face clearly, the woman fell in love with a man at the beginning, and she was very happy every day, but as soon as the picture turned, the woman and the man pointed at each other with long swords, the woman cried very sadly, and there were tears in his eyes, the two of them were full of corpses, blood stained 30,000 miles, and the cry continued, and the sky was also dyed bright red with blood, but in the end, the woman fell into the man's arms.