King Leng's Excessive Pampering of His Wife: Wasted Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 67 Blank Memory

Han Yujue had a splitting headache, but the memory he should have was blank.

Xiaocheng sighed: "You are dreaming again. If you stay here for a long time, people will not be able to distinguish dreams from reality..."

dream?

Han Yujue felt like his heart was tightly wound by a barbed wire. Is everything a dream?
She couldn't even remember what the person who said she wanted to marry her looked like.

Probably it was really a dream, just like what Xiaocheng said, for orphan killers like them who are not even as good as rags, wearing a bride's wedding dress and being a couple for a lifetime is an extravagant wish that I dare not even dream about... …

Han Yujue felt that his consciousness gradually drifted away from him, and the breath of death became more and more intense.

She was dying.

No, not right.

That person once looked at her so firmly and affectionately.

As if to give her all the sunshine in this world.

He always wears dark black clothes.

His voice was originally stern, but when he spoke to her, he always spoke softly, as if he would hurt her if he spoke louder.

He is not a kind and good person, he can even be said to be cold, but he gave her the only warmth in his heart.

No, I can't remember his name anyway...

Forget it, it would be a relief to die calmly like this.

Just when Han Yujue was about to give up and meet death, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the cage.

She recognized the footsteps!
Han Yujue desperately opened his swollen eyes and crawled towards the iron railing.

"Don't waste your efforts, no one will come to save you..."

Xiaocheng's persuasion could no longer be passed into Han Yu's determination.

She tried her best to crawl on the ground, the rough and cold floor scratched her palm, and she approached the iron bars centimeter by centimeter.

Suddenly, a ray of light shone outside the cage.

The black boots walked past the iron fence, but did not stop.

"what……"

Han Yujue let out a weak cry, and stretched out his thin hands out of the iron bars, trying to make him stop.

However, he went further and further away.

Han Yujue still stretched out his scarred little hand, trying to attract his attention.

"Don't go..."

"I said, it's useless..." Xiaocheng laughed hoarsely.

No, there was no way he could not see her!
Even if the world is no longer in his eyes, her figure will definitely be reflected.

Han Yujue seemed to feel that the god of death had grabbed his feet, trying to drag him into the abyss of death.

The blood-stained little hand trembled in mid-air, begging the person who loved her the most to look at her again.

"Don't go...Murong Che!"

The little hand outside the iron fence was suddenly gently held, and the warmth that flowed into the heart covered the coldness of the hand.

"I'm here."

A gentle voice rang in his ears.

Everything around him suddenly turned into nothingness. Han Yujue felt himself falling in the endless darkness. The hunger and pain in his body disappeared little by little, and his red and swollen eyes gradually opened.

Countless memory fragments flooded into her mind.

She is Han Yujue, decisive in killing, indifferent and tough. When she was 14 years old, she personally killed her master, destroyed his organization, and shocked the entire underground world.

That innocent little girl longing to be loved has long been blocked in the deepest corner of her heart.

All the strength in Han Yujue's body seemed to be sucked out, and he fell like a fallen leaf lightly until he fell into a warm embrace.

After opening his eyes, Murong Che was hugging himself eagerly, and the hands he held were even trembling slightly.

"You finally woke up, are you okay? Is there any discomfort?"

Tears were still streaming from the corners of Han Yujue's eyes, as if his mind hadn't recovered from that of a ten-year-old girl, he stretched out his hand to grab Murong Che, and said, "You lied to me... you walked so fast, you agreed Want to marry me..."

Murong Che was taken aback, and then hugged her even harder: "I won't lie to you, we will go back to Xijing to get married after the academy's business is over, okay?"

"it is good……"

Han Yujue snuggled into Murong Che's arms, greedily inhaling the faint scent of kapok on his body.

"Don't cry, no matter what time, I will be by your side."

He has long discovered that although she has a cold and strong personality, she also has a soft side like a kitten deep in her heart.

Whoever treats her well, she will repay with sincere trust.

The more such a person, the more afraid of betrayal.Because for them, the feeling of betrayal hurts more than any hurt.

So even though he was not good at it, he clumsily kept making various promises to her, because only in this way could he walk into her heart.

"Murong Che..."

Han Yujue raised his head and kissed his thin lips.

Murong Che froze and closed his eyes.

It was the first time she took the initiative to kiss someone, softly and with infinite attachment.But soon, the dominance was taken away by this strong man.

Just when Han Yujue was kissed to the point where his sanity became more and more blurred, and he leaned limply on Murong Che's body, Xiao Qi, who had been squatting beside him, sneezed, and a big air bubble came out of his nose.

"Can you leave quickly, I think it's very cold here."

It is indeed too difficult for a beast to understand the lust of human beings...

Han Yujue let go of Murong Che, a silver thread was pulled out from the corner of his mouth, his cheeks were blushing.

"Let's go."

Han Yujue just wanted to stand up, but he felt a pain in his leg.

She saw that there were several stab wounds on her legs.

Could it be that the few knives she stabbed at the clown in the illusion were all stabbed at herself? !

Murong Che hugged Han Yujue to inspect the injury, and asked distressedly, "What happened just now?"

"I seemed to be trapped in my own memory just now... I almost couldn't come back."

If she hadn't remembered the shadow of Murong Che in her heart when she was on the verge of death, she would have been killed by the illusion just like that.

Fortunately, the injury on Han Yujue's leg was relatively shallow and nothing serious, and it had begun to heal quickly and automatically.

Murong Che helped Han Yujue to bandage it up, and said in a deep thought: "A strong illusion barrier has been laid here, which can directly attack the weakness of people's hearts."

"It's so unlucky that I've been tricked like this..." Han Yujue muttered.

Murong Che smiled: "Don't worry, everyone has their own weaknesses."

Even he has an Achilles' heel.

Looking all the way for Han Yujue who had disappeared just now, almost drove him crazy.

When he saw the figure like a willow blowing water lying quietly on the ground, his mind went blank for an instant, and he couldn't even walk steadily.

After picking her up, I found that her breathing became weaker and weaker, and her life was like a candle in a strong wind, which might be extinguished at any time.He even thought desperately, if she couldn't wake up like this, then he would be buried here forever with her.

"Then what is your weakness? Why aren't you trapped by the illusion?" Han Yujue asked him with a smile.

"Don't tell you."

Murong Che patted Han Yujue's small face.

"You're so stingy~ I know even if you don't tell me, you are most afraid of big spiders!"

Murong Che was stunned: "Do you remember the past?"

"Don't tell you!"

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