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Mi Li'er looked at Ling Han's distant gaze and said, "Childe, do you remember?" So no matter what, you can't die!"

Ling Han sighed and said, "I'm afraid it's difficult to fulfill the instructions of my predecessors!" After that, he closed his eyes, and a tear slowly slid down from the corner of Ling Han's eyes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Childe, you can't give up! You must not give up!" Mi Li'er's voice gradually lowered and finally disappeared.

"Father, mother, Han'er is here!" Ling Han's eyes suddenly appeared in front of his father Ling Changfeng's familiar face, as well as his mother Mei Ruoxue's graceful figure, Ling Han pounced excitedly.

"Han'er!" Mei Ruoxue lovingly held Ling Han in her arms, and Ling Changfeng was full of love.

"Dad, mother, am I dreaming?" Ling Han asked in surprise.

"Han'er, you're not dreaming!" Mei Ruoxue said as she stroked Ling Han's hair.

"Then let's go home!" Ling Han raised his head and looked at his mother's beautiful face.

"Han'er, we don't have a home anymore!" Ling Changfeng said with a sigh, his face full of worry.

"Dad, let's go back to Chrysanthemum Terrace, isn't it?, what do you mean when you say we don't have a home?" Ling Han asked.

"Han'er, our home is not in Chrysanthemum Terrace, but in a very distant place! Daddy hopes that you can return to that place, which is our real home!"

"Han'er, you must go back there, otherwise, your father and mother will die blindly!" Ling Changfeng stroked Ling Han's head and said.

After the two of them spoke, they suddenly pushed Ling Han away and slowly walked towards the dense fog in the distance, Ling Han wanted to chase, but his legs were like filled with lead, and it was difficult to move an inch, "Dad, mother!" In a hurry, Ling Han opened his eyes again, only to find that he was still lying on the cold bed.

"Dad, mother, don't you want the child to go back to where?" Ling Han said silently in his heart, although Ling Han was close to the point of running out of oil and running out, but when he saw his parents, his heart rekindled with life.

It's just that the pain on the ** is not over, Ling Han suddenly felt as if he was placed on the fire, his whole body was roasted extremely hot, the pain around his body was scorching, and his throat was smoking, as if it was about to dry up.

But Ling Han couldn't get up, so he could only scratch the placket of his body with both hands, and after a while, he ripped off the clothes on his body, leaving only a pair of shorts, and kicked all the brocade quilts on his body to his feet.

I don't know how long it took, Ling Han's heat began to subside, and his whole body began to be cold and numb again, Ling Han felt the cold through his bones again, and shivered and covered the brocade quilt on his body again.

Ling Han's thoughts began to be confused, he didn't know whether it was life or death, it was really a dream, but the flame of survival in his heart flickered in the cold wind.

Ling Han closed his eyes tightly, but he didn't die, because he knew that he couldn't die, if he died, more people would die because of himself, so Ling Han didn't dare to die.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a cold wind swept into the room with snowflakes. The black-cloaked figure walked in, turned back to close the door, and bolted it shut.

Ling Han only felt like someone had come in, but he couldn't open his eyes and couldn't see the face of the person who came.

The black cloak shook off the snow on his body, and slowly walked to Ling Han's bed, only to see Ling Han's eyes closed, his teeth clenched, and he couldn't help but sigh slightly.

Immediately, the black cloak hesitated slightly, and then slowly removed the cloak, and in the dimness, her fair skin and slender figure were revealed, and it turned out to be a young woman, just wearing a thin layer of light veil!

The woman covered her chest with both hands, slowly climbed onto Ling Han's bed, bypassed Ling Han, and entered the inside of the big bed. Looking up at Ling Han's bloodless face again, he pulled open Ling Han's quilt and got in.

Although the woman was covered with the same quilt as Ling Han, she didn't dare to approach Ling Han, and after lying flat on the bed, she calmed down her rapid breathing, and her big eyes stared at the black top of the bed, not daring to move.

Not long after, the woman suddenly heard Ling Han's breathing a little short, and hurriedly tilted her head and looked at Ling Han.

Ling Han's teeth began to fight, and with a burst of "gurgling", the woman subconsciously hid towards the side of the bed.

Ling Han suddenly rolled over to the bed, his whole body was stiff, and he curled up into a ball like a prawn.

The woman hurriedly protected her breasts and clinged to the side of the bed, not daring to move, not daring to come out, just wanting to stay up until dawn.

Ling Han's hands and feet were already stiff, but the fire of survival in his heart was ignited, and the originally closed blood veins gradually opened. But Ling Han's meridians were completely damaged, and he had no true qi to protect his body, so on this cold and snowy night, he suddenly felt that "the fox fur is not warm and the brocade is thin", so he involuntarily bent up.

In a haze, Ling Han suddenly smelled a sweet fragrance, this aroma was neither the strong fragrance of rouge pollen, nor the vegetable aroma of the fish cooked by Chef Huo, Ling Han only felt that this aroma was familiar, and it seemed to be on his own bed.

Smelling this aroma, Ling Han suddenly felt that his whole body was full of Tai, and there was an indescribable comfort, and the meaning of coldness was slightly reduced. In a daze, Ling Han went to the bed and took a beating.

I heard a coquettish cry in my ears, and then it stopped abruptly. Ling Han's eyes were really weak to open, and he no longer thought about where the sound came from, but he felt a trace of heat coming from his side, so he stuck it inside.

Ling Han suddenly felt that there was a soft thing leaning on his chest, Ling Han touched it casually, the hand was soft and warm, Ling Han was like grasping a life-saving straw, reached out and grabbed it, hugged it to his chest, and suddenly felt a warm current coming from that thing.

The woman was shocked when she saw Ling Han holding her, her face suddenly turned crimson with shame, and her breathing became short, but she still didn't dare to move, so she had to let Ling Han hug her body and stick it to Ling Han's cold body.

Ling Han just used her as a heat source, greedily absorbing the heat from the woman's body. As time passed, Ling Han gradually felt that it was no longer so cold, but it was very comfortable to stick to the woman's soft and delicate skin, so he kept holding it and refused to let go.

At first, the woman just stuck to Ling Han's cold body and didn't dare to move, but when she saw that Ling Han had been holding on to herself, she frowned, a trace of disgust arose in her heart, and she reached out and groped on her bun a few times, then pulled out a silver hairpin and aimed it at Ling Han's chest.

The woman looked at Ling Han, who seemed to be asleep, and just wanted to stab Ling Han's heart with the hairpin, when she suddenly found that Ling Han's bare shoulders had more than ten circular scars, which looked like they were pierced by hairpins.

Then the woman slowly stretched out her arm and hugged Ling Han, who was still cold, in her arms, and a line of tears flowed from her face, dripping down Ling Han's cheeks.

On the second day, the sun was rising, shining on a piece of Shenzhuang covered in silver.

Lu Qiong stayed awake all night, worried all night, and wanted to find Xiaoyun to accompany her, but the girl didn't know where to run, so Lu Qiong had to hold the pillow by herself and cry silently.

It was just dawn, Lu Qiong couldn't help it anymore, she wanted to see how Ling Han was doing, so she hurriedly ran towards Ling Han's residence, and as she walked, she secretly prayed that Brother Han would never be fine!

There wasn't much movement along the way, and Luqiong hoped so, because no news was the best news.

"Bang bang!" Lu Qiong knocked on Ling Han's door, and when she heard that there was no sound inside, Lu Qiong couldn't help but be shocked in her heart, and shouted repeatedly: "Brother Han! Brother Han, are you there?"

Ling Han squinted his eyes, seeing that the sky was already bright, he heard Lu Qiong's voice and hurriedly got up and got out of bed, although his body was still in some pain, he felt that he had regained some strength.

Ling Han got up and saw that he was only wearing a pair of underwear, and he didn't know when he took off his clothes, and just saw a black cloak on the chair in front of the bed, so he put it on his body, "Joan...... Sister, wait a moment, I'll open the door!"

When Lu Qiong heard Ling Han's voice, she was overjoyed and hurriedly asked, "Brother Han, are you okay?"

"Squeak", Ling Han opened the door, Lu Qiong saw that Ling Han had miraculously gotten better, excitedly threw herself into Ling Han's arms, and said aggrievedly: "Brother Han, do you know, I was scared to death yesterday!"

Ling Han vaguely remembered yesterday's events, so he comforted: "Sister Qiong, I'm fine, don't worry!"

"Brother Han, who is here!" A delicate woman's voice suddenly came from Ling Han's bed.

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