"Brother Qilin, you're back, what's wrong with Brother Mo Ran?" Xue Ying, who was lying on the bed staring at the cold moon tightly, looked up when he heard the sound of the door opening.

"Mo Ran is fine, he will wake up in two hours. The unicorn entered the room with his eyes on the sleeping man on the bed.

Xue Ying breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good." In this way, the owner's sister can also feel at ease when she wakes up. ”

"Well, yes. She'll be happy ......" The light in the unicorn's eyes flickered and then faded.

"Brother Qilin, you ......" Snow Eagle didn't know whether to say it or not. Today's scene let him know that Brother Qilin's feelings for his master's sister are different from his master's sister, but the same as Moran's brother's. But both of them were brothers he regarded as his brother, and he was embarrassed and hesitated.

"Little Snow Eagle, is it okay to let Brother Qilin and your master's sister stay alone for a while?" Qilin smiled, very bright and bright, his smile was as beautiful as an epiphany blooming at night, and it was so beautiful that it was suffocating. But it made Snow Eagle look at it and want to cry.

"Good. I'll go out first. Keep an eye on the guards to save them from being lazy. Snow Eagle stepped out of the bed and moved out of the way.

The door creaked shut.

Snow Eagle leaned against the railing outside the door, his sleeve wiping the water droplets that he couldn't wipe off.

"What's wrong with the Eagle King?" Bei Yu just walked out of Mo Ran's room, and saw Snow Eagle sobbing in the hallway, and asked distressedly.

Through her hazy teary eyes, Xue Ying threw herself into Bei Yu's arms and sobbed in a low voice: "Sister Bei Yu, I'm so sad, I'm really sad, I don't know what to do, I'm so sad......"

Pei Yu hugged the half-sized Snow Eagle, and looked through the door, faintly knowing in her heart why the Snow Eagle was sad?

She gently patted Snow Eagle on the back: "Don't be sad Eagle King. You have to believe that someone as powerful as your brother Qilin will definitely take care of everything......"

She didn't know if she was comforting Snow Eagle or herself. The face that makes both men and women lose color, always smiling kindly, with a little evil in their eyes. But I don't know when, I don't know when, I don't know when, they never saw the colors of the past in the eyes of the unicorn again......

"Will it be......" Snow Eagle muttered from Bei Yu's chest.

Bei Yu's gaze revealed red dust, and he was silent. Because she doesn't know, how can she answer?

The people guarding everywhere in the building look at the nose, the nose and the mouth, and the mouth and heart. They know what to hear, what not to hear, what to forget, and what to remember.

After the Snow Eagle left. Qilin dared to presumptuously linger his greedy gaze on her face when Leng Yue was unconscious.

The gaze is pain or sorrow, sadness or joy, regret and stubbornness, affection and hopelessness......

It's so complicated that it's hard to see how much emotion is contained in it.

The fingers moved up slightly, but when they were about to touch Leng Yue's skin, they were frightened and retracted their hands suddenly. The whole person just sat straight on the stool next to the bed. Don't dare to make the slightest move.

The breeze frolicked around the screen and wrapped around the red tent next to the bed to play with her.

The unicorn's gaze is as soft as the spring breeze in May, and it is so warm that it makes people's hearts tremble. inch by inch, depicting the sleeping face of the cold moon. Not a single eyelash, not a single fluff. Her past smile came to mind more clearly.

Qilin smiled bitterly, how could he know that he would have such a day? Such a day of discovery, the cold moon had already been carved into his bones and integrated into his blood. If he had known it a long time ago, could he have made the first move? Could he have forced her to like Mo Ran before she had already fallen in love with him? But where did this world come from?

The unicorn smiled, as bright as the sunset woven by the weaver girl. Laughing splashes like the dew that falls that evening. The smile is as fragile as the mist, and when the wind blows gently, it will disperse and disperse......

Xiao Yue'er, why does fate want you and me to meet? Did he see that I was too idle, so he gave me a lifetime of sadness, so that I could leave that carefree and fearless day forever?

But even if my heart hurts to death, I still feel happy. That warm and sweet feeling, when you are in my sight, will always be like silk wrapped around my heart, even if it is strangled tightly, I still feel happy......

Qilin's eyes lost his attention on Leng Yue's face, silent.

The doctor is worthy of being the legend of the Flood Continent, and he can heal the gods in one hand, and he can cure Shura in the middle, and he can sweep the continent in the middle.

And Mo Ran was really in his expectation, two hours, no more, no less, just to wake up.

Mo Ran's thin lips lightly touched Leng Yue's pale lips, and his eyes were as deep as the vast deep sea: "I've woken up, and I'm by your side." You're going to wake up soon, my moon......"

Mo Ran didn't care whether Leng Yue could hear what he said, he stubbornly whispered, gently, and over again in her ear.

On the roof of the cold moon, the unicorn was lying on the tiles, the back of his head resting in the palm of his hand, and his body was covered with a transparent barrier. The eyes looked through the sea of clouds, and in the distant time and space, the ups and downs......

One day, two days, three days, it passed. Leng Yue's lethargy smashed the doctor's signboard. No one knows, why Leng Yue hasn't woken up yet?

"Uncle Doctor, why hasn't Yue'er woken up yet?" Mo Ran held Leng Yue's hand, trembling lightly with fear.

The old doctor was about to finish pulling his beard in the past three days, and he paced around Leng Yue's room quickly: "It shouldn't be, how can this be? This girl has nothing to do with her body, why hasn't she woken up...... Weird, weird, weird......"

"Uncle Doctor—" The figure of the old doctor walking around shook Mo Ran's heart and contracted rapidly.

"If it's not physical, is it a soul problem?" the doctor ignored Mo Ran's words, but slapped his palms violently.

The applause made Pei Yu, Qilin and Snow Eagle, who were standing in a row next to the bed, lose their usual level.

The old doctor hurriedly ran to Leng Yue's bedside and pushed away Mo Ran, who was in the way, and took out the heavenly eyeball in his arms. Holding the Heavenly Eye Bead on Leng Yue's forehead, he muttered to himself, and a dazzling white light covered Leng Yue's body.

Through the white light, they saw the soul looming in Leng Yue's body. Although it was vague and unclear, they had long since lost their words at a glance.

"Smack-" The heavenly eyeball suddenly fell to the ground, extinguishing the dazzling white light.

The old doctor looked stunned, his eyes were full of disbelief, "How could it be you, how could it be ......" The old doctor staggered back two steps.

Mo Ran and the others looked at the doctor with a confused expression, although Leng Yue's soul was not quite similar to her body, but that person was indeed Leng Yue. But why did the old man act like he knew Leng Yue's soul?