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Chapter 798 On the eve of the storm (1)

Chapter 809 On the eve of the storm (1)

Yang Nuan returned to the room with Huanjiu to heal Huanjiu.

"You said you, when you were fighting, you still thought about things, now it's okay, you're injured!" Yang Nuan complained while treating Huanjiu's wound.

This is the mortal world, there is no magic medicine, so we can only endure it for a while.

Huan Jiu just looked at Yang Nuan intently: "If it wasn't like this, how could you reveal your heart?"

Yang Nuan paused, his face flushed slightly, "Will you take the initiative after the agreement? What did you want to say just now? If I take another step away from you, what will happen to you?"

Yang Nuan pretended to be angry, and tapped the old wound slightly with his fingers.

"hiss--"

Huan Jiu's complexion changed slightly, and he took a deep breath.

Yang Nuan suddenly became nervous, "Did I hurt you?"

Huanjiu grasped Yang Nuan's hand and placed it on his chest: "Yang Nuan, you are the only one who can make me hurt here. This kind of injury can't hurt me at all, so don't think about leaving me in the future."

Yang Nuan looked into Huan Jiu's eyes affectionately, and nodded solemnly.

"Okay, I promise you, even if I die, I will hold you back."

Huan Jiu smiled: "Okay, I'll accompany you."

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Hong Ning woke up early in the morning and came to Qingrou's room.

When she came in, she saw that Qingrou's posture remained the same as when she left yesterday.

Qingrou has been sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning against the bed, with her eyes closed.

"Do you want to live or die?" Hong Ning frowned slightly, and said directly.

She thought that Qingrou would want to live to take revenge, but she did see some hope of survival in Qingrou's eyes that day.

But these two days...

Qingrou is as calm as a puppet, without anger or desire.

Qingrou's eyes have subsided, but she doesn't have the delicate appearance of the past, and there are wounds all over her body and face.

Qingrou moved her eyes slightly, her hoarse voice was like an old woman's voice: "What's the difference to me?"

"For you, there is no difference."

To tell the truth, Hong Ning is no different from Qingrou now.

The current Qingrou is just a puddle of mud. If this puddle of mud has thoughts, it can be combined with stone bricks to form a solid house.

If this mud is still mud, it will be trampled by people soon, and as time goes by, it will become a lump of loess, which will disappear when the wind blows.

Qingrou didn't speak any more, and still kept her original movements, looking ahead, not knowing what she was thinking.

Hong Ning shook her head, Wumo was looking for Qingrou, it was nothing more than Qingrou had done some unforgivable things to her.

Hong Ning originally wanted to save Qingrou's life, after all, there was only one person left in Ranxiang Country.

But now Hong Ning regretted it.

There is no difference between saving and not saving.

Hong Ning turned around and was about to leave when she heard a voice behind her.

"who are you?"

Qingrou doesn't know who she is, she doesn't look like the Qiran she has known for 12 years, that Qiran is cowardly and incompetent.

And this one is indeed domineering and powerful, and every movement has its own unique spirit.

Qingxue is the most outstanding existence in Ranxiang Country, so at this moment, if Qingxue stood in front of her, she would definitely feel ashamed.

"I am Qiran, but I am not the Qiran you know, but now I am Hong Ning." Hong Ning said lightly: "I am not from the Ranxiang Kingdom, and you are the only one left behind in the Ranxiang Kingdom." blood."

Qingrou was slightly taken aback, turned her head with all her strength, and looked at Hong Ning, isn't this powerful person her sister?

(End of this chapter)