But when she rushed into the room, there was no shadow of the nine-tailed fox on the ice bed.

"Ah Jiu?" Ye Qinglan looked around, but he didn't see him, obviously, after she left, Ah Jiu went out.

Ye Qinglan didn't stay in the house for long, she hurriedly rushed out, looking for Ah Jiu on the ice field.

Here, after Ye Qinglan left, Feng Zhimu kept talking to Xiling Qian, wanting to recall her sanity.

"Qianqian, look at me, I'm the Mu of the Wind."

"Don't come here, you go away... Go away! Xiling Qian held the golden hairpin tightly and looked at Feng Zhimu very vigilantly.

She is like this, which makes Feng Zhimu's heart seem to be grabbed by something.

"Okay, I won't move, and you won't move either!"

"Don't move, don't move...... Xilingqian's eyes lost their brilliance, it was dark, and she repeated these two words in a wooden manner.

But she really stopped, she didn't move, her little body curled up in the corner.

"Yes, Qianqian, if you don't move, I won't move." Wind Mu was immediately delighted, and he stood far away, just looking at her like that.

"Qianqian, the thing in your hand is dangerous, let go, let go." While speaking, Feng Zhimu also demonstrated a movement of putting things down, so that Xiling Qian, who was in a closed state, could understand.

"Dangerous... Danger" she muttered, tilting her head, not as guarded in her eyes.

"Yes, that thing is dangerous, it hurts to puncture your finger, put it down. Isn't Qianqian the most afraid of pain! ”

"It hurts!" Xiling Qian frowned, although she had been scared to lose her soul, but her subconscious still had some clear "Qianqian is afraid of pain, afraid of pain......"

"Yes, it hurts, Qianqian, put it down, it won't hurt when you put it down." Feng Zhimu continued to guide, and he always had endless patience when dealing with Xilingqian.

"Put it down" Xiling Qian lowered her head and glanced at the sharp golden hairpin in her hand, and then at Feng Zhimu, who had never moved.

She was about to calm down, but suddenly became excited again.

"No, you go away, go away...... Don't come here..."

Feng Zhimu didn't know what to do, and he was about to succeed, but he fell short.

"Okay, I'm not going over, I'm definitely not going to go."

"Don't, don't..." Tears of bean size flowed down Xilingqian's cheeks, one by one like hot oil, and the heart of the hot wind was painful.

"Qianqian, wake up, don't be afraid, I've always been here." Feng Zhimu's brows furrowed more and more, and she couldn't wait to wash away her memories of last night, "Don't you like Feng Yanxiao the most, Qianqian, he is waiting for you to go back in Tian Cangguo!" ”

God knows how much his heart hurts when he says this.

It's like a thousand-pound boulder pressing on his heart, making him breathless. It was like an invisible hand tearing his heart apart.

But what could he do?

The person he loves deeply likes someone else.

Feng Zhimu endured the great pain in his heart and continued, "As long as you wake up, I'll let you go, okay, I'll let you be with your brother Xiao, okay?" ”

"Brother Xiao......" Xilingqian's eyes suddenly widened, and her body paused, "Brother Xiao..."

Feng Zhimu smiled helplessly, Feng Yanxiao was really the most important thing in her heart.

When the woman he loves loses her soul, she actually needs another man to bring her back.

"Brother Xiao!" Xiling Qian stood up violently, clenched her hands into fists, and squeezed the golden hairpin in her hand tightly.

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