Dear Princess, Run Slowly

Jun Mo can't do without words. He just glanced at Su Qianyue for a long time.

Two people have no words one after another, until the ghost hand below makes a strange sound, just pull Su Qianyue's God back.

There is no expression on Jun Mo Li's gorgeous face. Even if he is seriously injured now, his indifferent appearance seems to have never been seriously injured at all.

But Su Qianyue could clearly feel that he was holding his hand and shaking slightly.

But she just took the corpse and asked what was the situation.

Gently break away from Jun Mo from holding his hand, the latter looked at her, did not speak, soon let her go.

As soon as Su Qianyue's toes touched the ground, those ghost hands felt the breath of living people like vines, and they jumped on them like hungry people saw bread.

Su Qianyue's look was full of coldness. She didn't move and let those ghost hands stretch out towards her.

Looking at those ghost hands in front of her, a casual smile suddenly appeared on her cold little face.

Jun Mo left in the air, funny looking at the red figure below.

Finger micro rub, trance between, that wipe red figure seems to coincide with the memory of that figure.

In front of his eyes, almost obsessed with looking at her.

What is the purpose of this strange and ambiguous feeling?

He didn't understand. He looked at her either light or dark, as if trying to distinguish something.

"She is Yao Yao."

A very nice low voice suddenly sounded, Jun Mo from slightly frown.

"Why are you here again?"

This voice comes from the ghost of Yuli who has never been seen.

He looked at the girl who left only a touch of color below.

"The origin is scattered. After all, fate binds us together."

Yu Li ignores Jun Mo Li's questions and says these words by himself.

Jun Mo leaves to slightly collect eyebrow, his eyes deep looking at Yu leaves remnant soul.

"You are her sweetheart."

There was only a black mist on his face.

Then he smiles

"so does she."

She is also my sweetheart.

I've heard her infatuate with her sweetheart for a long time, but I can't see her sweetheart.

Jun Mo Li turned his eyes to see the ghost of Yu Li.

"Who the hell are you?"

"You."

Just a word, people can't understand, but look at the appearance of Yu Li's smile, Jun Mo Li didn't ask.

"I don't know you."

"Oh, I don't know you?"

The sound of the ghost of Yuli is a kind of temptation of night elves, which makes people indulge in it.

Jun Mo Li picks his eyebrows slightly, and the faint smile on his gorgeous face is just like Yu Li. When Jun Mo Li purses his lips, Yu Li's ghost seems to understand something.

"You'll know."

Jun Mo can't do without words. He just looks at Su Qianyue with complicated eyes. Is her sweetheart really the soul of this person?

Moreover, he is a soul without substance. In the eyes of outsiders, he is a black fog.

Su Qianyue didn't know the situation here, even the existence of Yuli ghost, she didn't know.

She only knows that now she's a little square!

The spirit power flows into the sole of the foot from the elixir field, and begins to urge the mysterious spirit ghost step.

Toes gently, skirt with her movements raised, revealing that section of white thin ankle.

Su Qianyue's eyebrows and eyes are slightly Lin. although she seems to be moving slowly, she can only see the shadow.

However, Su Qianyue's keen discovery that her spiritual power and cultivation seem to be suppressed by an inexplicable force in this space, making her unable to burst out real strength.

"Don't worry."

Just when Jun Mo Li Ning Mei wants to go down to help Su Qianyue, the soul on one side suddenly makes a sound.

He didn't speak, but he didn't move anymore.

"You believe her."

"Naturally, she is the only one in the world."

"Why is Yin and Yang separated?"

Jun Mo leaves tiny pick eyebrow, looking at the appearance of the remnant soul of Yu Li, dyed a little banter.

Hearing this, Yu Li's ghost was slightly coagulated. For a long time, he couldn't hear what he said.

But Jun Mo left at this time, but some strange feeling.

Is Su Qianyue's sweetheart really so good to her? Remember when she's in a coma?

Hanging on both sides of the clenched fists, for a moment, he actually forgot his chest pain.

Seeing this, Yu Li seemed to smile.

"Why, why so many scruples?"

"She's different.""It's just the antidote."

"Are you really her sweetheart?"

Jun Mo from Ning eyebrow looking at Yu Li, he thinks, this soul words really too much!

But there was nothing he could do to make him disappear.

"Once."

Yu Li's ghost suddenly moved, as if he had been stabbed at something sad.

Jun Mo can't do without words. He knows that there must be some relationship between them, but he can't tell clearly. All the truth is like a layer of fog, which makes people unable to understand the meaning.

It's even more confusing.

The imperial leave can't speak, he light of saw Su shallow month one eye.

Complex emotions welled up.

At this point, he did not want to think again.

Whoosh, is once again into the king Mo from the God of knowledge.

The latter was slightly stunned.

But it soon returned to its original state, as if it had been used to it.

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the corpse dissolving water was accurately splashed on the ghost hands. When the finger of the ghost hands was still waving touched the liquid, it sounded oily.

Su Qianyue slightly frowned, put away the body's pressure, light looked at the original six star structure of the ghost hand, because contaminated with the corpse water and began to more violent action.

"Your Highness."

Su shallow month lifted Mou to see one eye Jun Mo to leave, the latter tiny nod.

"It's over."

The relationship between the two people is now like that between colleagues, limited to verbal communication.

Su Qianyue is inexplicably tired of such a relationship. She turns her eyes and looks at Jun Mo Li hesitantly.

"Your Highness, are you all right?"

"When did you see me?" he said

"When didn't I see it?"

Su Qianyue asked in the past, but Jun Mo was in a daze.

It suddenly occurred to me that she had indeed saved herself many times that day in the magic hall.

Jun Mo can't do without words, and Su Qianyue also smiles faintly.

"You say your sweetheart won't be cold to you."

Suddenly, Jun Mo asked a word without Li Tou, Su Qianyue was slightly stunned, but still nodded.

"What's this for? "

" nothing. "Jun Mo Li said, and he was ready to go to the sixth pass.

Su Qianyue pursed her lips and looked at Jun Mo Li.

"Your Highness, what do you think of me?"

Jun Mo left the footstep to pause, the eyebrow of Mo cut slightly wrinkly.

"What do you mean?"

The cold words, it seems completely unaware of what they have done.

It is clear that she has already died. Why can he retrieve her heart so easily every time?

There's no solution. She knows.

It is precisely because of these words that she is at a loss.

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