My family's alluring concubine

Chapter 422 Gentleness
Jin Jin and the others all surrounded him, "How's it going?"

Feng Tianchen shook his head, "The trauma is no longer a serious problem, but..." There is still no way to wake up.

Nalan Zhenyue.

Everyone went to see the old monster again. The old monster coughed a few times and said, "The voodoo has intensified, and there is no other way except for the person who administered the voodoo to solve it."

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"Let's tell the emperor of Baili Kingdom first."

At this moment, Qianwei suddenly shouted: "How is that possible!!!"

"How is it possible, how could Sister Yue and Fatty die, even if everyone in the world dies, I will not believe that Sister Yue and Fatty will die, they will not die, they will definitely not die!!!"

Qianwei's expression was very firm.

"Yes! The moon elder meeting is fine, and so is the fat man. They are auspicious people with their own heavens!!!"

These friends from the desert all believed that Nalan Zhenyue was their god, and the god would not die so easily. As for the fat man, how could the fat man die with such thick flesh! ! !

It seems that the thickness of the flesh has nothing to do with death?
"Look again!" Feng Tianchen felt uncomfortable.

Jin Jin still had a paralyzed face, Wen Qing's mask, and about [-] students under Nalan Zhenyue, who were all guarding outside. The outer room couldn't fit so many people, so they just guarded outside the room, sitting on the ground and waiting.

On the other side, Feng Tianchen has been searching with all his strength, the spies in Zifeng Academy, and the people who practiced voodoo.

In the middle of the night, the mask went out once.

It's getting darker.

In the room, on the bed, Nalan Zhenyue was lying quietly, her eyes were closed tightly, her brows were slightly furrowed, even though she was asleep, her brows were never loosened.

He probably understood that the voodoo on Fatty's body hadn't been unraveled yet, even at this point, he was still thinking about it.

Under the bed, Xiaobai was curled up together, and in the center of his arms was Xiaojiu.

In the dead of night, the night wind blew in through the gaps between the windows, and the candles flickered slightly.

Xiao Jiu raised her two heads, looked around the room, and finally fell on Nalan Zhenyue who was on the bed, her eyes seemed to be somewhat depressed.

But within a few seconds, Xiao Jiu's two heads suddenly softened and fell on Xiao Bai's body.

Xiaobai's breathing became heavier.

The candlelight flickered suddenly, and at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared next to the bed, the pair of curled eyelashes moved, and the eyeballs below were as black as obsidian, emitting a dazzling light.

She has long hair fluttering down her temples, and her delicate facial features are still so amazing.

He possessed himself, and his jade-like hand fell between her brows, and his gentle movements smoothed her tightly knit brows little by little.

Nalan Zhenyue seemed to feel that breath, and Nalan Zhenyue, who was in a coma, relaxed.

Smile lightly, not like that monstrous and teasing smile.

The eyes are so soft.

Like melted honey.

Mo Zifei sat down slowly, on the head of the bed, lifted her head and placed it on his body, stretched out his right hand in the air, stroked it lightly, and the silver light burst out suddenly, like many small broken pieces. It fell down slowly like a drill.

It's a series over and over again.

Nalan Zhenyue felt that she had a dream, in which she dreamed of Mo Zifei, he was healing her, and her body suddenly became extremely relaxed.

(End of this chapter)