Chapter 787: Tan'er, this king is hungry 1

In a dark world.

Qu Tan'er was in a daze, as if her body was rising and falling.

The Zhenxin Bead that was hanging in the air and flashing with purple light was even more delicate, and there seemed to be a continuous surge of power from it, pouring into her body, and the severe pain in her body was very obvious! It's like it's torn. She didn't know what it was all about, but it was a fact that she couldn't move.

It's been a long time!

Confused, painful and awake.

She didn't know how long she had lived, she just felt that it was a long time.

The sharp pain gradually became numb, and then disappeared.

Until one day, she felt that her whole body was extremely comfortable and reborn!

Consciousness is slowly becoming clearer!

The ears are like hearing a faint piano music, elegant and refined.

This familiar piano sound, needless to say, is her city. After coming to Xuanling for so long, it was the first time she heard him play the piano, and she never thought that she would miss it so much.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes!

What caught my eye was a curtain. Confused eyes, and then look at the source of the piano sound, through the curtain of white gauze, there is a man in white sitting quietly in front of the window, the moonlight is sprinkled, ten fingers plucking the strings, like a beautiful and classical ink painting, she blinked, and sat up with her jade hand-

"Zheng!" Broken strings!

Mo Liancheng's figure froze, and he looked back, "Tan'er?!" ”

Awake? Really woke up?!

"Huh?" What's wrong? Did he react too violently?

Qu Tan'er stretched out her hands and legs, which were a little numb, stretched for a while, and was about to get out of bed.

Mo Liancheng didn't move, but put away the excitement just now, turned back and stroked the piano, "Are you finally willing to wake up?" ”

Question! The faint questioning made Qu Tan'er confused. Thinking of something again, she asked lightly: "Chengcheng, have I slept for a long time?" ”

"You don't know?"

"I don't know."

"Then the king can forgive you." Mo Liancheng got up and walked slowly towards her, the affection in his eyes was strong and suppressed, "This king has been waiting for you to open your eyes, and I have been waiting for one hundred and seven days. ”

"What? So long? ”

Qu Tan'er was startled and sat up suddenly!

As soon as he stood up, he fell off the edge of the bed as if he had lost his balance.

Mo Liancheng's figure flashed eagerly to help her, and asked with concern: "Just woke up, don't move!" Or maybe you've been lying down for too long, and your blood isn't going well—"

"Uh-huh." Qu Tan'er obediently nestled in his arms and nodded.

The little bird is pitiful.

Mo Liancheng understood!

Did this little woman just wake up and count him?

Pretending to be dizzy? Bo Ta soft-hearted?

"Chengcheng, I'm worrying you again." With sparkling eyes, she explained, "Don't worry, I don't feel anything uncomfortable in my body. ”

"The king knows."

"Huh?" How does he know.

"......" he didn't bother to explain to her.

Did she forget what he was best at? Medicine!

"Are you hungry?" He asked softly.

"Sort of." She touched her stomach, and it did feel empty.

"Wait."

Mo Liancheng went out, and after a short time, he brought food.

After Qu Tan'er ate, she stretched her muscles and bones, although it was night, she didn't feel sleepy at all when she woke up, "Chengcheng, look at this house, we should still be in the netherworld." ”

"Well, yes."

Next, she asked, and Mo Liancheng also talked about this period of time. The Netherfolk have recovered from their wounds and are rebuilding their homeland. Several elders recuperated for a while, and left the Netherworld about a month ago, talking about the Hui Qu clan.