Chapter 227: Fairy Edition of Sleeping Beauty [2]

"I won't trust you anymore. Even if you die here, I won't believe you anymore! ”

He played all of her kindness as a joke?

Hehe.

Sure enough, she shouldn't believe a person like Huang Junye.

At this moment, she didn't know which of his words was true and which was false.

"Ye Xiyue, this palace will help you save the little red bird?" Looking at her distant back, he wanted to chase after her, but he didn't have the strength.

He knew that the joke was a bit too big just now, and he knew that she was angry, and he could only think of using the little red bird as an excuse to keep her.

"No need, I can't afford to invite the emperor, I'll figure it out myself." As soon as the words fell, Ye Xiyue's figure gradually disappeared from his sight.

I really wanted to chase her, but he was dizzy.

Staggered a step forward, his eyes were dark, so he had to lean under the tree, looking at the empty road, he showed a bitter smile, "Ye Xiyue, this time, this palace really didn't lie to you......"

She's gone, she said, don't trust him anymore.

Huang Junye lowered his head, leaned against the trunk of the tree weakly, and looked at the bleeding wound with red flesh in his palm.

He had hidden the wound just now, thinking that it would heal automatically, but unexpectedly, it still cracked......

After all, it wasn't injured by other weapons, it was he who injured himself after all, even if he had the ability to heal his wounds automatically, how could he hurt himself so quickly?

Ye Xiyue, do you really don't believe in this palace anymore?

He had no ill will towards her, he just wanted to look at her and smile more, he wanted to break her frosty expression, all of ...... Is it that hard?

Ye Xiyue, what about the good life?

Ye Xiyue, okay, you are responsible for the palace?

How can you forget about it in the blink of an eye?

The wound on the hand is getting deeper and deeper, and the blood is flowing more and more, and it is thick on the ground, staining the ground red, and it is bewitching and dazzling.

Huang Jun closed his eyes at night, leaned on the trunk of the tree, and fell asleep gently.

He needs to recuperate, he needs to heal.

Ye Xiyue walked far, far away, so far that she couldn't feel the breath of Huangjun Night, so she stopped.

The little red bird in his arms was still sleeping peacefully.

She looked back and looked at the road she had come from, empty.

It's rare that Huang Junye didn't chase after him this time.

"Whew, we can finally be quiet." She stroked the little red bird in her hand and muttered to herself, "Little red bird, are you very uncomfortable?" Don't worry, I'll save you. ”

Its wound was caused by her, and it was her responsibility to heal it.

She looked around, there were no herbs here, the little red bird's injury was because it was affected by the four dislikes, at that time, the four dislikes were watching the little red bird stop it from approaching, so she wanted to eat the little red bird.

She endured the pain on her body, pursed her lips and looked at it, her fingers slowly condensed a trace of strength, injected into the body of the little red bird, and looked at it for a while, but she didn't get better.

For some reason, looking at the little red bird, Ye Xiyue was always a little absent-minded.

Huang Junye's slightly pale face always lingered in his mind, should that guy really be injured?

How can it be?

He's so strong.

"How did you end up here?"

"Passing by."

Thinking of what she asked him, he naturally replied, is it really passing by?

If you pass by, how can you pick this place?

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