Xu didn't expect that his own cold and self-contained little junior sister would take the initiative to kiss him, Nan Shiyan's eyes widened, and he looked at the delicate face close at hand, and the contact between his lips seemed to become extremely clear, and for a while, he lost all his movements.

Luo Yunran just kissed like a dragonfly, then removed his lips, his eyes were filled with deep emotion, and he looked at Nan Shiyan for a moment, as if with a little fear, which made Nan Shiyan feel a pain in his heart.

The warm palm covered the back of Luo Yunran's head, and with a slight force, he leaned it towards himself until the forehead of the two was against his forehead, and Nan Shiyan spoke softly, with a little caution.

"Ling'er, what's wrong? But what happened? ”

What responded to him was a burning sensation in his neck.

The pupils shrank suddenly, and Nan Shiyan lowered his head suddenly, and saw the moist eyelashes, the crystal tears, and the reddened eyes.

The brows furrowed a little tighter, Nan Shiyan raised his hand, and his warm fingertips gently wiped away the tears that kept falling, and his clear voice was a little softer.

"Ling'er, what's going on? Tell Senior Brother, okay? ”

Hearing this, Luo Yunran first glanced at Nan Shiyan in a daze, and then directly wrapped his arms around Nan Shiyan's neck, buried his head in the man's neck, and whimpered a few times, but he sobbed quietly.

The burning tears fell on Nan Shiyan's neck, Nan Shiyan panicked for a while, so he had to hug the little girl who kept crying tightly, gently patted her thin back with his big palm, and comforted her in a low voice.

"Ling'er, don't cry, senior brother is here."

Hearing this, Luo Yunran cried even more miserably, as if he had suffered a great blow, and the spirit of the whole person suddenly fell into decay, as if he had lost his soul, and the tears kept rolling down, making Nan Shiyan feel like he was about to be burned.

Unable to think of any solution, Nan Shiyan could only pat the little girl's back while calling "Ling'er" softly, and at the same time looked at the light not far away, and couldn't help but squint his eyes, and a little judgment and scrutiny appeared at the bottom of his eyes.

Just when Nan Shiyan wanted to stand up and go to the light to check it, the little girl crying in her arms finally spoke, and her soft and cute voice was a little hoarse and trembling.

"Senior brother······ Yes······ It's Ling'er's fault. ”

"It's Ling······ Ling'er, it's Ling'er who has caused the senior brother······"

Listening to these obviously grief-stricken words, Nan Shiyan couldn't help but be at a loss, didn't have time to think carefully, subconsciously hugged the little girl to his lap, supported the small body, pressed his forehead against each other, and spoke softly.

"There's nothing wrong with Ling'er, there's nothing wrong with it."

As he spoke, Nan Shiyan sighed shallowly, and kissed away the tears on Luo Yun's face with a lip flap, little by little, the warm breath spread on the extremely pale face, with the ultimate pity and tenderness.

The little girl gradually calmed down, Nan Shiyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, kissed the moist eyebrows, and smiled lightly, with a soothing meaning.

"Ling'er, stop crying."

However, when the words fell, the little girl's eyes gradually dizzled again, until they became completely empty, as if all at once, all the light was extinguished.

Nan Shiyan's heart was disturbed, and he hurriedly held Luo Yunran's shoulders, but he didn't dare to push too hard, and his voice rose slightly, with a little eagerness.

"Ling'er!"

In the next moment, Luo Yunran's eyes moved, and a pool of stars slowly fell, fine and bright, crystal bright, with a little ignorance and dazedness, looking at the man in front of him with an eager expression.

Blinking his eyes, Luo Yunran opened his mouth with obvious doubts: "Senior brother? ”

"What's wrong with you?"

Looking at his senior brother's rare and eager appearance, Luo Yunran couldn't help frowning and asked, "Did something happen?" ”

Looking at the eyes that had returned to normal, Nan Shiyan didn't dare to relax in his heart, and hurriedly reached out to the little girl's slightly cool and slender wrist.

Although he was puzzled, Luo Yunran did not struggle, and let the man in front of him hold his lifeline and check his situation with spiritual power.

Feeling the stable pulse, Nan Shiyan breathed a sigh of relief, let go of his wrist, rubbed Luo Yunran's head, and said warmly.

"Did you feel anything uncomfortable?"

"Nope."

Shaking his head, Luo Yunran stretched out his hand, leaned over slightly, and rubbed Nan Shiyan's tightly frowning brows away with his slightly cool fingertips, and asked, "Senior brother hasn't answered Ling'er's question yet, Fang Cai, but what happened?" ”

With a shallow sigh, Nan Shiyan grabbed the little girl's small body, hugged the person tightly, and spoke lowly.

"Just now, your pulse is very messy, it's like you've been invaded into your divine sense, it's a little strange, and you're crying."

"Crying?"

Raised his eyebrows in some surprise, Luo Yunran subconsciously raised his hand, and really touched the moist eyebrows, even frowning.

"Why am I crying?"

"I don't know."

Shaking his head and gently stroking the soft green silk, Nan Shiyan said, "Fang Cai, do you feel anything unusual?" ”

When the words fell, the little girl in her arms stiffened.

Seeing this, Nan Shiyan became a little clearer, held Luo Yunran's head with both hands, and said softly.

"Ling'er, tell my senior brother, okay?"

Biting his lower lip, Luo Yunran reached out to wrap his hand around Nan Shiyan's neck, rested his head on his shoulder, and sighed shallowly.

"Just now, I felt a familiar aura, it felt, it was very kind, and before I could react, that breath entered my consciousness."

"That aura didn't cause me any harm, just like when I found a sword soul in the past, I entered a secret realm and saw some scenes."

The slender fingers combed the soft green silk carefully, and Nan Shiyan said quietly: "What do you see?" ”

Luo Yunran was silent, slowly closed his eyes, felt the gentle force from his own hair, and the tense nerves slowly relaxed.

After being silent for a long time, Luo Yunran spoke in a low voice, with an obvious sense of trembling.

"See, senior brother······ Brother's ······"

"My corpse?"

Luo Yun was stunned, but Nan Shiyan directly said the answer - such a blood-drenched answer.

His heart ached, and the red blood appeared in his mind, the breathless figure, Luo Yunran bit his lower lip, and the hand around Nan Shiyan's neck tightened a little.

Thinking of Fang Cai Luo Yunran's abnormality, Nan Shiyan frowned, and after thinking about it, he sensed that something was wrong.

Suppressing this doubt, Nan Shiyan raised his hand, picked up Luo Yunran's little face that was about to wrinkle, kissed his eyebrows gently, and spoke softly, with the patience of coaxing a child

"It's okay, that's not true."

"Ling'er is not afraid, senior brother is here, it's okay."

"Since the senior brother has promised Ling'er, he will always accompany Ling'er, so naturally he will not break his promise."

After a pause, Nan Shiyan chuckled and asked, "Ling'er, how could Senior Brother have deceived you?" "I want to talk about "The Master of the Medical Palace" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~