On the wedding night, Wang Ye has a mind-reading post-operative acting skills

Chapter 360 362:

He had already sneaked into the prince's residence to investigate, but did not find any trace of Yun Ran there.

The shadow guards who were scattered all over the camp at the foot of the mountain to investigate hadn't sent back any news. Nangong Mo was concerned about Yunran's safety. After leaving the residence of the prince, he went into the mountain alone to look for Yunran.

There are endless unknown dangers dormant in the deep mountains in the dark night. Feng Xuan originally wanted to call back a few shadow guards to accompany him into the mountains, but Nangong Mo didn't want to waste time waiting.

He didn't even wait for Feng Xuan, Gu Zi used his lightness kung fu to the extreme, and entered this endless green hill.

However, he didn't see Yunran's figure all the way.

Even though the glint of snow dispelled the darkness of the night, the mountains were full of dense forests, surrounded by deep clouds and fog, and it was not easy to find someone.

Nangong Mo searched in the mountains for a long time, and the emotions that he tried to restrain in his heart spread wildly like weeds.

Nangong Mo clenched his fists involuntarily, looking at the vast night in the distance, his handsome face under the mask was as cold as frost.

As we go further, in the depths of the forest, the midnight wind whizzes past with an icy chill. When it blows through the dense bamboo forest, it is like a ghost crying, and the wind whimpers.

There was a disturbing smell in the air.

Nangong Mohan narrowed his eyes lightly, his gaze was as sharp as a knife's edge, and he scanned the surroundings. Suddenly, the night wind raised a red veil, fluttering in the wind like a lustful spirit butterfly.

Nangong Mo's gaze paused, and in the next moment, his figure rushed towards Hongsha as quickly as a ghost, and held it in his hand.

The cold red gauze exudes a faint fragrance, so familiar.

"Yun Ran!"

Nangong Mo could hardly restrain the trembling in his heart, and quickly followed the direction where the red yarn came from.

Finally, under a thousand-year-old sycamore tree, Nangong Mo saw the girl lying quietly on the ground.

Bai Xue reflected her flaming red dress, Ming Ye was charming, but she lay there motionless with her eyes closed, her face pale and almost transparent, as if she was asleep, or...

For a moment, Nangong Mo's heart seemed to stop beating, and a strange, never-before-seen emotion lingered in his heart, which was fear, fear, and uneasiness.

"Yun Ran!"

Nangong Mo rushed forward, picked up the girl from the ground, gently embraced her in his arms, and then slowly stretched out his hand towards the tip of her nose.

The fingers trembled uncontrollably, even afraid of falling.

Yunran, don't worry...

Fortunately, he felt her breathing, although it was weak, it made him breathe a long sigh of relief like a heavy burden.

very nice!His girl, did not abandon him.

Nangong Mo quickly took off his coat, wrapped the girl's icy body tightly, carefully wrapped her in his arms with one hand, and put his hand on her back, continuously injecting true energy into her body.

Finally, the girl's icy body felt warm, and the little face, which was so pale that it made people feel distressed and flustered, gradually turned a touch of blood.

Nangong Mo withdrew his hand, and slowly stroked her cheek with the palm of his hand, his voice was low and hoarse, "Yun Ran, I will take you home."

Tightening the coat wrapped around her body, Nangong Mo slowly got up while holding her, and walked down the mountain through the boundless wind and snow.

The night was boundless and deep, and suddenly, the girl in his arms opened her eyes, but at the moment, those starry eyes that were usually bright and sparkling were empty and nothingness that stretched as far as the eye could see.

And she was holding a gleaming dagger in her hand, and she stabbed hard at his heart without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)