"Let him pass. Whether it's Junyi or Shuyi, it's all in the past. Huaxin felt a warmth in his hand, and Guang Tongchen had already pressed her palm on his heart, and said warmly, "You can still love Heguang Tongchen." ”

At that moment, the painting's mind was in turmoil.

She wanted to say: She doesn't deserve him to be so good to her, she is a little white wolf who will repay her, Junyi has been so good to her, she can be ruthless and not look back.

She also wanted to say: She didn't dare to believe him, Junyi's love for her had been proved by fate, and in the end she left without looking back.

But in the end she didn't say anything, just gently buried her head in his arms.

There was a faint sandalwood in the wind, and a steady heartbeat in her ears, she thought, anyway, time is running out, so let's be willful again.

"If you're him...... How nice ......"

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Shuyi left Tingfeng Xuan, and the surging qi and blood in his heart finally spit on the high wall outside Tingfeng Xuan's courtyard, and the fatigue of the past few days, coupled with a series of blows, made him a little trance.

If this is a dream.

It must have been the worst dream he'd ever had in his life.

When he spit out the blood that was stuck in his heart, he didn't have time to breathe, so he hurried down Cangwu Mountain.

Tsing Yi Lane, Tang Dance Song.

Floating Sound Pavilion.

The carved big bed, the beauty lies horizontally.

Xuanyuan Mo walked over and kicked unceremoniously, poured Junmo in pain, turned over with a curse, and wrapped himself in the brocade quilt...... Covered his head and fell asleep again.

At the end of Xuanyuan, "......" waved his sleeves and lifted the quilt directly.

The cool breeze poured into the collar, and Jun Mo subconsciously shuddered, didn't open his eyes, hooked his feet, snatched back the quilt and rolled into a silkworm chrysalis, and scolded angrily, "Presumptuous, get out of here!"

At the end of Xuanyuan, "......" raised his hand and made a movement, and Ziyi immediately brought a basin of cold water and poured it on the head of the ink pocket.

In winter, this basin of water was splashed down with cold and biting bones, pouring a stirring spirit into Jun Mo, and he woke up completely from freezing.

Or rather, frozen stupid.

So much so that when he opened his eyes and saw Xuanyuan, he almost hallucinated.

"Awake?" Xuanyuan Mo stood in front of the couch, his chin slightly raised, his eyes widened, from the perspective of Tilting Junmo, it happened to be facing his two black hole nostrils, but Tilting Junmo still thought that he was so good-looking and shocking, and he was miserablely beautiful.

In fact, for the human emperor who is accustomed to seeing the world's stunning human emperors such as Huaxin Junyi, Xuanyuan's face is really extremely ordinary, although his skin is very fair, his eyebrows and eyes are not very exquisite.

What attracted him was the unforgettable resemblance. made him subconsciously reach out to catch him, "Quiet ......"

Xuanyuan Mo saw that as soon as he woke up, he was a nymphomaniac towards him, and stretched out a salty pig hand to try to be thin, his face couldn't help but blush, and he subconsciously dodged.

Dumping Junmo scooped up the empties with one hand, paused slightly, not realizing his gaffe at all, and grinned, "I used to ...... It just so happens that my wife likes to wake me up like this, and you look like him, and I ...... for a while."

Xuanyuan was the hall master of the Netherworld Palace, how could he have suffered such humiliation, and kicked him over with a slam kick, "When you wake up, you will pay back the money quickly, and you can't miss five thousand taels and one son!"

It's five thousand taels again!

Hearing this, Dumping Junmo's eyes closed, lying on the couch and pretending to be dead, Xuanyuan Mo saw him as a big man, and couldn't help kicking him twice.

Xuanyuan Mo did murder, and he knew best where people's weaknesses were, these two feet did not hurt their muscles and bones, but they also brought the dead people back to life.