"At least I'm in their blood, aren't I?"

Blood Gu was raised by his parents' essence blood, and they recognized the same bloodline.

And now, he is the only one who can pull Jun Wuyuan back.

Panting slightly, he pulled the white cloth to suppress the wound.

Seeing this, Jiang Kuo hurriedly stepped forward to deal with it, and his slightly trembling fingers became unfavorable.

"Life is hard, God won't accept it." Su Duyan removed his arm, pretending to be a joke, leaning lazily, his curled eyelashes trembling, "Don't forget that I am the young master." ”

Carrying thousands of lives on his back.

"Yes—"

The pain in his chest was endless, Jiang Kuo's eyes were full of tears, it was because he had never understood Jiang Linxian, it turned out that when the crisis came, the great love in his heart became the heaviest burden.

——

The wind is blowing and the cicadas are chirping.

Su Duyan looked down at the wriggling body in the skin gradually calming down, and her faint eyes darkened.

The body is heartbroken, and the cheeks are almost white.

Jun Wuyuan, it turns out that water and fire are really incompatible......

——

In the following days, Su Duyan was immersed in the potion made by Bai Zhi.

And Jiang Kuo also brought news of Jun Wuyuan.

The southern turmoil was in turmoil, and the imperial army was trying its best to suppress it, and Jun Wuyuan went into battle in person.

How can it be completely convincing that all the descendants of the royal family died under the sabers of chaos overnight, leaving only an abandoned prince.

Listening to Jiang Kuo's advice with his eyes closed, his heart was already scarred.

The Gu worms in his body are maturing day by day, and his body is declining day by day.

Waiting for Jiang Kuo to leave, the sound of rustling came from under the bed.

Immediately after, Mo Erbao moved his body and moved out of his little arms and legs little by little.

"Host."

Blinking his beautiful big eyes, he innocently climbed onto the edge of the bed, and intimately covered the futon for Su Duyan.

"Isn't it good to come out openly?"

Su Duyan weakly raised his hand to wipe the dust on his little face, and his eyes were full of dead ashes.

Mo Erbao smashed the corners of his mouth, "Sixth Brother won't let you disturb your rest." ”

Letting the cold fingertips slide on his face, Shui Ling's big eyes lost color and bowed his head in shame.

"It's just a story, you don't have to blame yourself." Su Duyan looked at the glutinous rice dumplings in front of him, and his heart rippled layer by layer, "All the flavors of life need to be tasted, and this continuation is very good." ”

This little guy is really not used to being so cringe.

"But ......"

Mo Erbao lowered his eyelashes, his crimson little face was full of guilt, he exchanged the host's points for this body, if there were points, he might be able to know the progress of the hidden line mission.

"What's the opinion level now?"

Su Duyan lowered his hand slightly, and looked at the peach tree in the yard gently.

"Huh?"

Mo Erbao was confused, shouldn't the host be furious? His damaging host was bruised and purple by the boss.

"If you really feel guilty, follow your sixth brother well." Long breath lightly, "Complete the task of your system well." ”

There are all the flavors of life, and I always feel that it is best to taste them all, but in fact, as long as it is with that person, it is unique in the world.

The drama enters the play, and the end of the world is the end of life.

If you enter the story, then work hard to interpret it and leave no regrets.

——

“50％。”

Mo Erbao wrung his two little hands, and his little face was soft.

"Hmm."

Su Duyan closed his eyes, and his long breath came from the end of the peace.

Mo Erbao stretched out his hand blankly and shook it in front of his eyes, "Host ......" called in a low voice, and he couldn't talk to him, so he was sure that Su Duyan was asleep.

Exit the house with a small mouth and gently close the door.

The closed eyes slowly opened, and they were no longer as bright as they used to be.

50%, that is to say, the former Jun Wuyuan has not died yet, he can only "kill" the current people in order to bring the former people back.

Jun Wuyuan, are we finally going to meet each other......