Dear Princess, Run Slowly

The delicate fingertips stay in a peach blossom on Feng Qianshi's wrist. Su Qianyue's beautiful eyes are dim, but she still doesn't say much.

The peach blossom is full of blood red, trembles slightly under the skin, and its roots and meridians are clear, just like a real peach blossom.

"The peach blossom insects can only be cultivated in the GUIs."

The old housekeeper said in a soft voice. The old man's voice was indifferent, with the fluctuation of spiritual power.

Shriveled lips slightly pursed, the turbid eyes occasionally across a trace of wisdom and forbearance, Su Qianyue nodded.

"This Gu is from the South string."

Who is Nanxian? No one at the scene knows, but we are tacit understanding of no more questions.

Su Qianyue is also curious. Nanxian Shouldn't she be dead?

Meimou Weilin, the answers to these questions are obviously not available for the time being, so Su Qianyue doesn't want to.

In the twinkling of an eye, Xiangfeng Qianshi's face was slightly pale, but his handsome face was full of excited smile.

"Torture is crazy."

"No..."

Feng Qianshi gathered a smile at the corner of his mouth, slowly lowered his head, as if thinking about something. His black eyes looked at the door from time to time.

Su shallow month saw, cherry lips light a hook, looking at him this appearance, but in the heart played a tease meaning.

"Niannian left long ago."

"Ah? She Who said wait for her

Feng Qianshi face for a moment of embarrassment, slender fingers tightly clenched, eyes subconsciously, Su Qianyue see, catkin light cover lips, "well, well, you are not waiting for her line."

The girl in red smiles calmly, but Su Qianyue is not in a hurry to dispel the evil spirits of Feng Qianshi.

Just Mou son slightly looked at the sky color, then just lowered the head, also don't know what to think.

There was a trace of sadness in his dark eyes.

Sad? What is she sad about?

"It's 9000 year old blood, No."

Su Qianyue takes out a jade bottle from her arms and throws it to Feng Qianshi at will. The latter catches it in a hurry, but the girl laughs. Feng Qianshi looks at the red blood bottle in her hand and raises her eyes to the heroic girl.

The latter's eyes are full of indifference and dust, but at this time, his face is faint with a little tired color.

"Infuse it into your meridians, first refine the blood of eight tail fox, and then come to me."

Su Qianyue said, then picked up the corner of the table a medical book, eyes from top to bottom across, scallion fingertips gently pinched a corner of the book.

The breeze came, blowing away the girl's broken hair, stretched out the snow-white catkin, pinned the broken hair behind her ears, and looked at the books carefully.

The city is full of demons.

Feng Qianshi saw that Su Qianyue's face was not very good, and it was inconvenient to ask more, so he could only bend slightly and turn away.

Su Qianyue's eyelashes trembled slightly, just like a Wang Chunshui's eyes, which completely darkened.

Seeing that there was no sound of footsteps outside, Su Qianyue put away the smile she had been trying to support. At first glance, her face was even more haggard.

She powerlessly put down the book, looking at his scaly white fingertips.

Up there, there was no spiritual fluctuation, and her elixir field was broken.

Suddenly she chuckled. She looked at her fingers casually, but in fact she focused on the figure on the beam.

She knew that he had been there all the time. She could see the Lord of the magic hall at any time with just one word from her.

Ink hair sets off her skin is snow-white, cherry lips slightly pursed, like a cherry to be picked.

The sadness in the eyes is as light and subtle as long and thin water.

"Will they die?"

"No.

"Jun Mo Li, you go first Let me think about it these days. "

"I will not die."

The demon's low voice on the beam continues to ring, but Su Qianyue is so wronged.

Her weak wrist, white wrist in the sun even more stunning.

But there was no spiritual power in her whole body. She frowned a little.

When she wanted to continue to say something, she suddenly entered a cool embrace.

The two hands behind her tightly encircle her petite body, as if to rub her into her body. Su Qianyue feels the heartbeat of the man in front of her, and for a moment, she feels at ease.

"Why don't you tell them?"

"Does it work?"

Su Qianyue pursed her lips and gave a casual smile, which implied irony.

"I still have one month's time limit. If I can't repair the elixir field and restore my accomplishments before that..."

Su Qianyue didn't dare to think about it. She was shaking her shoulders.

"What if it's a fake."

Hearing that Jun Mo Li comforts herself, Su Qianyue suddenly breaks free from Jun Mo Li's embrace and forces herself to hold back her tears. She raises her eyes and looks at the man in front of her stubbornly."That spiritual power is the power of the world, isn't it?"

"Well."

"Oh, what are Bi Chen and Xiao Yun suffering at this time? I dare not think about it..."

Su shallow month suddenly relief general smile voice, Jun Mo from looking at her like this, is more distressed, pull her wrist to her arms.

She patted her thin back placidly.

"Don't be afraid. You are here for your husband. Don't be afraid of everything. You are here for your husband."

Jun Mo from the grip of her hand, hoping to bring her some courage, but he clearly felt the people in his arms shaking, she was afraid, worried.

Since she came back today, Su Qianyue has been on the verge of emotional collapse. She forced herself back to the room. At this time, she really can't hold on.

"Jun Mo Li I'm going to find a way to mend my Dantian. "

The person in the bosom is quiet for a long time, this just suddenly stuffy voice.

Jun Mo left for a moment, gently stroked her hair, not in a hurry to agree.

No matter what she thinks, he will accompany her to death.

Slender fingers in the background of ink hair is particularly good-looking, Su Qianyue gently sobbed, released the hand holding Jun Mo Li tightly, although the eyes still have water light, but the eyes firmly looking at themselves, Jun Mo Li also just pursed lip smile.

Gently looking at her, waiting for her.

"Ximo has a miracle doctor. Maybe he can help."

Outside the door suddenly spread an old voice, Su shallow month smell speech Mou color a moment of fluster.

The beautiful Mou dyed to be frightened, flurried of see to the place of voice.

The old housekeeper crossed his hands and bowed slightly.

Behind him stood Feng Qianshi, whose eyes were full of worry. Niannian looked at her seriously.

Yinzhu and Huashu look at her anxiously.

Everybody

Just when Su Qianyue wants to open her mouth, Junmo hugs her and dries the tears in her eyes.

Feel the embrace of the man beside, the slight smell of sandalwood, full of peace of mind.

"Are you still afraid?"

"Miss Su! You don't have to dress up. We can see that! "

"Sister Qianyue, you are my sister-in-law! Who can I help if I don't? "

"Master! How can you hide it from me? I'm the rosefinch fairy's envoy to Huashu. I'm always at your service

"Shallow month, don't be afraid, God son adult and tool spirit will be OK."

"Little master."

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