When Mohe heard the lord's words, he immediately stepped up to follow, not daring to speculate, "Lord, what is the important matter of finding subordinates?" ”

Looking up at the boundless starlight, Xie Ci looked at Mohe, and after half a ring, he handed Yuan Miao, who was sleeping familiarly, into Mohe's arms, "Send the little boy back to Pingcheng." ”

"Lord?"

Mohe immediately caught Yuan Miao, his eyebrows and eyes were solemn, and he no longer had the attitude of giggling before.

Holding Yuan Miao and kneeling on his knees, his eyes were full of calmness, "My subordinates will definitely not live up to the trust of the Lord." ”

He didn't expect that the Lord would give him such an important task.

Xie Ci looked at Mohe, his thin lips opened slightly, and he said a few words silently, and then Fang flicked his sleeves and left.

And Mohe hugged Yuan Miao, watching Xie Ci's figure get farther and farther away, and the white tiger behind him let out a long roar, as if he was about to tear the sky.

Meanwhile.

In the Tongtian Pavilion, Long Quyuan took this scene into his eyes, pinched his chin with his fingers, and narrowed his eyes, Uncle Shi is dead, why did he ask the guards to send Yuan Miao away?

It was clear that there was no longer a threat, but he did this.

Could it be that there is something big that can't be done?

Long Quyuan's fingers lightly swiped the maze, and in an instant, the clear picture turned into a vast expanse, and a nice and unconsciously sultry voice came from outside, "Husband, what are you looking at?" ”

Yuan Changhuan probed over.

The jet-black hair hung down along Long Quyuan's neck to his thighs, and his nose was full of fragrance, Long Quyuan stroked her hair, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were sipping a lazy smile, "Let's see when I can take you out to play." ”

"Can I hang out?" Yuan Changhuan took the initiative to lean into Long Quyuan's arms, "However, I prefer to accompany you than to go out to play." ”

"Time is running out, isn't it?"

Hearing Yuan Changhuan's last words with a faint sigh, Long Quyuan's hand on her hair paused slightly, "How do you know?" ”

With a slide of his body, he lay directly in his arms, and gently closed his eyes, Yuan Changhuan slightly opened his red lips and said in a low voice, "I guessed." ”

"Am I going to leave you?"

Even though this question was asked many times, Long Quyuan still patiently answered her, "No." ”

"If my body disappears and my spirit enters her body, then when the time comes, will it be her or me who will wake up?" Yuan Changhuan's question made Long Quyuan rarely unable to answer.

After pondering for a moment, Fang Bu replied slowly, "You are her, she is you, who is the one who wakes up, does it matter?" ”

The last three words are very light.

But Yuan Changhuan heard it clearly, his peach blossom eyes suddenly opened, his eyes were delicate and magnificent, but his eyes were clear and clear, "It's very important to me." ”

Without waiting for Long Quyuan to answer, Yuan Changhuan closed his eyes again, his voice slightly hoarse.

"But...... If you have to wake up alone, let her wake up, after all, the body is hers, and I shouldn't exist in this ......" world.

Before he finished speaking, Long Quyuan had already held the back of her head and kissed her.

Tossing and grinding, affectionate and restrictive.

In this position, Yuan Changhuan was not very comfortable, although Long Quyuan's hand was behind her neck, she still raised her slender arm, hugged his neck, and kissed him back.

The sparkle at the end of the eye is crumbling.

Falling on the tail of the red eye, it is beautiful.

When Long Quyuan opened his eyes, he saw this picture, his Adam's apple moved, and finally imprinted the same red thin lips to the tail of her eyes, and kissed away the tears that were about to roll down.