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Chapter 571 Time is Running Out (Part [-])

"You woman."

Yang Yunmo hugged her into his arms, held her white hands like holding rare treasures, and said sullenly, "You've lost weight, even your hands have lost weight."

"With you here, I will grow fat in the future."

Huang Zhenzhen raised his head, and the mist flickered, "Before I recognized you, I didn't care about life and death, I lived only to fulfill my promise to you, but now, I'm terribly scared, I'm so scared..."

"Don't be afraid, with me here, I won't let anything happen to you."

"Yeah." She believed that Xiao Fanfan would never lie to her.

"How did you become Yang Yunmo, you are obviously not the same person."

"The body is different, but the soul is the same. We have one soul and two bodies. I know everything that happened between Yu Qingfan and you, and that is me too."

"Since you are alive, why don't you recognize me, and you still look at me sadly?"

Yang Yunmo's brimming smile dimmed for a moment, and soon rose again, too fast for people to catch.

"sorry."

Forgive his selfishness, if he does not recognize each other at this time, he is afraid, afraid that she will not have the will to survive, afraid that she will not be able to survive.

If they recognize each other, his wounds from heaven will flare up at any time, and then...he will die, and she will have to bear the pain of losing her beloved again.

"Is there something you are hiding from me, ahem..."

"No, you are seriously injured, so you can't be emotional. Girl, there is still a Nine-turn Resurrection Pill, is it still there? You won't give it to others, right?"

Yang Yunmo asked cautiously, for fear that the Nine Turns Resurrection Pill would be gone.

"Cough cough..."

Huang Zhenzhen coughed up a pool of blood, she raised her hand with difficulty, and pointed to her stomach.

Yang Yunmo groped again, but found nothing.

For some reason, Yang Yunmo tore open her clothes and found a soft cloth bag inside, the cloth bag was as thick as the Nine Turns Resurrection Pill, and there was a pill inside.

Yang Yunmo was overjoyed, and his nervousness faded a bit.

"Silly girl, you are really good at hiding. If you don't untie your clothes, no one will be able to find the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill."

Huang Zhenzhen nodded obediently.

Yu Qingfan didn't leave her many things, and the Jiuzhuan Resurrection Pill was one of the relics, how could she not hide it well.

"Come on, drink the medicine."

Huang Zhenzhen was reluctant to give up, and was a little entangled, "There is only one Nine-turn Resurrection Pill left in the world. If I take it, I will..."

"Fool, your life is more important than anything else, we will all be fine in the future."

"But you were hurt too."

"It's just a small injury, it's okay."

"Well." He was injured so badly, how could it be a minor injury.

Huang Zhenzhen slipped a tear and ate the Jiuzhuan Huanhun Pill.

This medicine is a must, she doesn't want to take it.

If it wasn't for Xiao Fanfan who was still alive, even if she died, she wouldn't have taken this medicine.

But now, she was afraid of losing Yu Qingfan again, she was afraid that Yu Qingfan would be sad.

Yang Yunmo used internal force to dissolve the elixir in her body, allowing her to breathe out faster.

With the Jiuzhuan Resurrection Pill, Huang Zhenzhen's complexion improved a little, but he was still weak.

Yang Yunmo has been holding her, intertwined with her fingers, greedily sucking each other's body fragrance.

As long as they can be together, even if they just sit quietly, it is the best happiness that God bestows on them.

"Xiao Fanfan, will Xuanyuan Jinhong chase after him?"

In the dark cave, Huang Zhenzhen leaned against him, groping restlessly with her little paws.

My body is a little stronger than before, um, about half an inch.

"No, I set up a maze in the cave. This formation is the most powerful formation in Yu Country, and he won't be able to break it in a short time." Yang Yunmo followed her.

"Xiao Fanfan, why don't you recognize me?"

"You silly girl, you're still struggling with this matter." Yang Yunmo didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Well, I'm very tangled and bothered. Do you have something to hide?"

"No. I just want to get rid of Xuanyuan Jinhong first, and then recognize you."

Huang Zhenzhen seems to believe it or not.

His reasons are very good, but for some reason, she has always felt uneasy in her heart.

"really?"

"real."

"Why is your hair all white?"

"If you don't like it, I'll dye it black."

"Whether it's white or black, I like it. I like everything about you."

"You are seriously injured, don't talk yet, and take a good rest."

Huang Zhenzhen was sleepy, but shook his head firmly.

She is afraid.

I'm afraid it's just another dream.

When I woke up, he was gone.

"Hey, I will always guard you. If you don't take care of your body first, how can we be together in the future."

"Then you can't leave me."

"it is good."

"You sing me a song."

"it is good."

Yang Yunmo gently hummed a home tune, while stroking her smooth hair, under the dim bonfire, the handsome facial features were perfectly outlined, and there was a faint smile on his face, but the smile couldn't melt away sorrow.

Huang Zhenzhen was so exhausted that he fell into a deep sleep.

Even when she fell asleep, her hands were still tightly intertwined with Yang Yunmo, and the other hand was also tightly wrapped around his strong waist without a trace of fat.

Yang Yunmo wanted to loosen the intertwined fingers, but she grumbled dissatisfied.

Yang Yunmo can only follow her.

Humming the deep and warm tune over and over again, I don't know how many times, Yang Yunmo stopped, stretched out his hand to touch Huang Zhenzhen's sleeping point, then pulled out the hand intertwined with her fingers, and laid her flat on the ground .

"Girl, I'm sorry, I may not be able to stay with you all the time, you can blame me or hate me, in the future... love yourself more."

Huang Zhenzhen, who was sleeping, frowned with Shu San, wondering if it was because of his words, that he wrinkled into a Sichuan shape.

Yang Yunmo smoothed her eyebrows with his slender hands, and said bitterly, "Maybe God made the biggest joke with us. Two people who are clearly in love are destined to be separated from each other."

"Qiu Chen, Xie Yiqi, Su Shaoxuan, they are all dragons and phoenixes among men, capable of both civil and military skills, why don't you look down on them."

"Since we are destined to be separated from you, let me clear the obstacles in front of you for you. This time, I am fully confident that Xuanyuan Jinhong will die, and the North Kingdom will also die."

"I gave you medicine. This medicine can make you unconscious for a day and a night. There are formations in the cave, which can trap you for at least seven days. After eight days, everything will be over."

The deep voice floated in the cave, and the corners of Yang Yunmo's eyes were shining, looking at Huang Zhenzhen's sleeping face, his deep eyes were full of reluctance.

Every time he looked at her, his heart ached.

Suddenly, he clutched his heart tightly, and there was a heart-piercing pain there.

Lifting up his sleeves, black air continuously swirled around his arms, and he could vaguely see wriggling black insects one by one.

time is limited.

He had to clear all obstacles quickly.

Even though he was reluctant to give up, Yang Yunmo still left Huang Zhenzhen again.

He didn't dare to look back, for fear that once he turned around, he would never have the heart to leave her again.

(End of this chapter)