After wearing a book, he became the apex of the villain Bai Yueguang

Chapter 98 I read it over and over again

······· Time has passed for a long time.

He opened his mouth again and said, "You...do you hurt?"

Qiao Niannian helplessly raised her hand and said, "It's just a small injury, it should be healed in a while."

He was very stubborn, and asked again cautiously: "So...does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

"Does it really hurt?"

"It really doesn't hurt. It's not as serious as your injury, nor is it as painful as yours."

"No... I don't hurt, I'm afraid you hurt."

Qiao Niannian shut her mouth, turned around and stepped aside, not bothering to pay attention to him, when did she become such a nonsense.

Along the way, Ning Jinran wanted to go forward several times, but he couldn't wait and see. He didn't dare to go forward at this moment.

He kept looking at her back just like that.

Qiao Niannian knew that he had been staring at her, and she didn't dare to look back.

The big bird came to the sky above the demon palace, slowly descended from the sky to the ground, and landed safely.

Standing in the wide area outside the hall were two people, Qin Xiao and Long Zhiyi respectively.

When the two saw the hole in Ning Jinran's chest, their faces turned pale with fright, it looked very serious.

Qin Xiao asked deeply, "Master, you...."

Ning Jinran interrupted him: "I'm fine."

Qin Xiao looked at Qiao Niannian again, with doubts on his face, raised his fan and pointed at Qiao Niannian: "This...this...this, this is...."

Long Zhiyi frowned, and pressed his hand down: "The master is seriously injured."

Qin Xiao covered her mouth and coughed. She had heard Zhu Ming mention it before, but she didn't expect such a big difference. Qin Xiao looked at Ning Jinran's wound again. The wound was not caused by an ordinary weapon.

Qin Xiao changed her seriousness and said, "Master, let's go back to the room and show you the wound."

Ning Jinran glanced at Qiao Niannian, lowered her eyes, and said, "Yes."

Qiao Niannian watched him walk into the bedroom, but she didn't step forward.After seeing Ning Jinran walk a few steps, she looked back at her in horror, saw that he opened his mouth to say something, but finally said nothing, and when he turned around again, he still couldn't hold back a deep snort. It was a big mouthful of blood.

She also saw a few more white hairs on Ning Jinran's head, and this injury was eroding Ning Jinran's body.

Qin Xiao, who went in together, stopped at the door, turned around, smacked his lips and wanted to say something to Qiao Niannian, Long Zhiyi shook his head at him.

Qin Xiao sighed and walked in.

People who are lonely and lonely, there will be times when others can't help crying, and there will be people who are afraid but dare not speak up.

Until Ning Jinran completely entered the bedroom, Long Zhi closed the door, and the silence that should have been restored here.

While they were going in, Qiao Niannian looked at everything in the Demon Palace. It was not as big as it is now.

At that time, there was only one bedroom here, but now there are two.

The room next door to Ning Jinran was occupied by her a hundred years ago. I don't know where she usually lived when she occupied his room.

It was also because he didn't come back to live, and over time, he came here according to her preferences. She changed everything in the room, and he didn't say anything.

Qiao Niannian walked to the door of the room where she used to live for a long time, slowly opened the door, she walked in, and looked at the layout of the room, it was all as it was before.

Here are the flowers and plants that she waters every day, the flowers that she put in vases, they are well protected by something, they are not withered, but they are very fresh, even when they go out, the petals that fall on the table are still in place Hey, if I didn't say it, I thought it was only a short time.

Arrangement of teacups, arrangement of stools, Qiao Niannian opened the teapot, just as she thought, the tea in it was brewed 200 years ago, and it has not deteriorated.

Qiao Niannian smiled sadly: "Green tea from 200 years ago should be an antique."

She put down the teapot and went elsewhere.

The closet was full of her clothes, and she had someone prepare a few closets, just because she had too many clothes, and she changed a set every day.

The dressing table is also full of her things, and the placement is almost untouched.

There is a comb on it, and there are three strands of hair that have not been cleaned off, and they are all left on it.

Only the Meidai placed on top has changed, and there are fewer things inside.
There are traces of her life everywhere, as if there are real people here, living here every day.

Not like 200 years, more like a day.

She picked up the comb, which had been given to her by her grandmother and grandmother on the princess' birthday.

Tie hair with one heart, comb it as a gift, miss, miss, and want to grow old with Qing, entangled for a lifetime.

Qingfeng has no intention of combing lovesickness, you and I are in love together.

Qiao Niannian noticed the bed curtain, she walked slowly to the head of the bed, there was a purse hanging here, she recognized this purse at a glance, it was the one she had embroidered, the inside was bulging, and she didn't know what it contained.

She raised her hand to take it off, opened it and saw that it was full of candy, which was made by her back then, and there was a spirit stone inside, which could make these candies not spoil.

Qiao Niannian stared at the candies inside in a daze. She didn't expect that he would keep these things here after so long.

These are the only thoughts left, and I read them over and over again in my heart.

She was holding the purse, and looked at some strange quilts. It seemed that there was something inside. The quilts were the same as before. flowers.

The flowers were blown in the air by the sudden wind, and the white comb around her waist fell to the ground. This time, she finally saw the crooked words on the comb, which was her name.

Afraid that people will recognize it, but also afraid that people will not recognize it.It's like writing the word love, no matter how you write it, it's wrong, but you can't hide it no matter what.

She knelt down and picked it up, feeling dazedly at the words on the comb, she had already guessed that this comb was the one where he let Zhu Ming put it there.

No wonder the lines on the comb are so familiar, it turned out to be the scales on his body.

Knowing that pulling out the scales would cause great pain, she would pull out the scales to make a comb 200 years ago, but she didn't have the courage to give it to her.

What a fool.

She squatted on the ground and took a deep breath, her nose flushed.

She didn't know that the person who had been in need of love before was never coaxed, and there was no one behind him. He had been strong for a long time and never cried.And now there will be times when I can't help it, I will cry secretly by myself, not as strong as before.

It's really ironic, a person who was once so arrogant that he felt that he should be ruthless, thinking that killing the one he loved would have nothing in his heart, no weakness.

At this time, she felt sad in her heart. Before, she did attribute all her faults to him. The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. She was absolutely disappointed at the time.

Qiao Niannian put the comb on her waist, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and began to shake.

She got up and sat on the edge of the couch, looking at every place and every inch in the room.

In this meeting, her heart is very peaceful.

　finish as soon as possible

　　
　
(End of this chapter)