An Lan's upright words made everyone blush, and also made Leng Xianhua's hand hidden in his sleeve secretly hold.

"Miss An is right, if there is no Baili girl this time, I'm afraid we won't be able to escape this catastrophe-"

"I just don't want my beauties to kill in vain. You don't have to take it too seriously. Mo Yan chuckled, but his gaze swept over Leng Xianhua's slightly stiff face, and then he casually took a bottle of pill and stuffed it into An Lan's hand.

"Give them something to eat. As for the Flower Pavilion Master, you let him rest for two days and it will be fine. ”

An Lan's eyes lit up, "You mean ......"

"Why can't I smash the signboard of our Qianxia Palace?"

Mo Yan said as he bent down and picked up the gauze that Hua Hongfei had tied to his eyes before, leaned to his nose and sniffed it lightly, and then showed a knowing smile, "No wonder...... It turns out that someone has done something in this gauze......"

She paused, then looked at the people in the hall again.

"Although the medicine of your pavilion master was provided by me, the gauze that tied the eyes was not mine."

Everyone was shocked, and they all looked at Xiao Qi who was in a coma.

The gossips and miscellaneous items in the pavilion have always been managed by Xiao Qi, and the gauze used for treatment naturally passes through his hands.

Could it be...... Little Seven?

All of them looked shocked and incredulous.

"I won't get involved in the affairs of your Dark Pavilion, anyway, just don't splash dirty water on me."

Mo Yan glanced at Leng Xianhua with an unpredictable smile, "Now I'm going to appease my family's Jun Beauty, it's still very hurtful to be so angry by some ill-intentioned people that the strength is so strong." ”

As he spoke, Mo Yan left everyone behind and walked away.

At this time, almost everyone paid attention to Xiao Qi, and did not see a trace of gloomy and cold color crossed Leng Xianhua's gentle and weak eyes.

*******

When Mo Yan returned to the room that An Lan had prepared for her, Jun Muhan was still asleep.

Dark Guard stood by the bed dutifully, not even moving a step.

"Wind Guard, hard work. Did he wake up during this time? ”

Dark Guard shook his head heavily, "I haven't woken up." Ink...... Baili girl, master, he ......"

"With me here, how can I let him have trouble?"

Mo Yan said lightly, sat down on the edge of the bed, and checked Jun Muhan's pulse.

"Although his breath is still a little chaotic, he seems to have suppressed it himself."

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows in surprise.

In fact, she was mentally prepared just now, and she had to take a lot of effort to heal him when she came back, but he actually did it himself?

Dark Weifeng remembered the kiss they had just kissed in public, and he couldn't help but feel hot on his face.

"As long as the girl is there, the master can feel at ease."

It doesn't matter if you have amnesia or you don't have amnesia.

Miss Mo is the master's medicine.

Mo Yan sighed lightly and looked at Jun Muhan's thin lips that had lost their blood-colored color under his mask.

It seems that this demon is really a bit difficult to get rid of.

"Wind Guard, you go down first."

"Yes."

The Dark Guard Wind disappeared from his figure.

As soon as the dark guard left the wind, Mo Yan reached out and took off the mask on Jun Muhan's face.

Although he was asleep, his sword eyebrows were still slightly closed, and he was obviously still immersed in nightmares.

"You fool, if you have amnesia, why don't you lose your memory completely? At least, not to let yourself be trapped in this endless nightmare. ”

As he spoke, the man's originally closed eyelashes twitched slightly.

"Awake?" Mo Yan chuckled.

The man slowly opened his eyes, and there was a touch of confusion in his eyes when he saw Mo Yan.

"What's wrong with me?"

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows slightly.

It seems to have forgotten everything.

It's okay to forget.

"Is there anything else that is uncomfortable?" Mo Yan asked softly.

The man looked at her, suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly, he reached out and grabbed her wrist, then took it into his arms, and said domineeringly: "I want to hold you." ”

Mo Yan: "......"

Well, he didn't forget that.

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