The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 52
There is a sound, which means there is still space here, and Jian Luo must have been sucked into another space by something.

Calm down, only when you are calm can you come up with a solution and save her.

calm down.
This time, no matter how hard he listened, Jian Luo's voice was gone.

The nails almost sank into the palm.

If it was outside, someone would be scared to death when they saw Jun Moran's expression.

It's cold, scary, and even wants to destroy everything here.

The reason is to save that woman.

Step by step, he moved towards the direction where the cyan night pearl was just now, and traced the position of the night pearl bit by bit with his fingers.

Time passed slowly.

A small hole, only the size of a peanut grain, stopped Jun Moran's movements.

Here, there is a problem.

Stretch out the tip of your index finger and tap the small hole.

The body seemed to be pulled by an invisible force.

In a split second of effort, when he was brought back to his senses, there was another scene in front of him.

The size of a study room is bright, and it is obviously an ordinary cave.

There are no stones on the ground, only dry weeds.

A frail figure hugged its knees and curled up in a corner of the cave.

Jun Moran breathed a sigh of relief.

He strode over, squatted down, and hugged the woman's shoulders.

He could clearly feel the woman's trembling.

Jian Luo closed her eyes slightly, her face pale.

Jun Moran's heart sank, was she injured?

"Jane Luo."

With a soft call, I thought it would make the trembling woman respond.

However, to his surprise, Jian Luo's trembling body trembled even more, like a sieve for sifting chaff.

Teeth chattered.

The long eyelashes were covered with a layer of frost.

It looks as if Jian Luo is now in a icy and snowy ice field.

Jun Moran raised her heart once she let go, she was not injured, and it seemed that Jian Luo was in the cold and heavy snow.

This thought made Jun Moran froze, cold weather and heavy snow?

As far as Jian Luo is concerned, she is now on the ice field and in the heavy snow.

The moment Jian Luo was sucked in, what she saw was different from what Jun Moran saw.

Heavy snow fell on Jian Luo's thin body like goose feathers, and the ice field was bone-chillingly cold under his feet.

How can she withstand such a cold weather with such thin clothes.

(End of this chapter)