Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

The name Wen Rong is like a knife, which can easily cut Qingjiu. In the darkness, the corners of his lips slowly dropped, and a look of deepness flashed through his eyes. He traced the edge of his left cheek with his fingertips, and it was almost invisible. He asked in a low voice: "Why do you like Wen Rong so much?"

"Like it?" Lie Jiuqing thought for a long time and slowly shook his head, "I just like it. I don't know why I like it."

Lie Jiuqing's heart was unmoved and his breath was flat, but Qingjiu was still where he was, and he had even forgotten the pain on his body, "He...is gone, do you still like him?"

"Probably because he is no longer here, my love will last forever."

In front of Qingjiu, Lie Jiuqing followed his words, but she felt that maybe this was her most instinctive thought.

She likes gentleness.

Her heart didn't respond, but her love for him remained in her body.

She may forget it immediately, but she will think of it again and again.

Even just a name can make her soul uncontrollable.

Reason is also telling her, telling her strongly.

Although I can't feel the slightest affection towards Wen Rong, her love will not change.

Maybe, when I see him, everything will come back again.

She is a human being, how could she forget her sweetheart alone?
The whole world helped her remember that she loved Wen Rong, why should she forget it like that?
If she doesn't get an answer before she dies, she feels it's unfair...

This is unfair to Wen Rong and her.

Lie Jiuqing subconsciously clasped his wrist.

What is worn on the wrist at this time is something belonging to Southern Xinjiang.

But she remembered that she had worn other things.

This thing is vague, so it has something to do with Wen Rong.

Lie Jiuqing thought for too long and had a splitting headache. She pressed her forehead and endured it for a long time, but she still shivered slightly in pain and moaned softly.

Qingjiu grabbed her arm in panic, "What's wrong with you?"

Qingjiu's words were interrupted with a loud bang from Peng, and two murmurs started to quarrel.

"Let me just say, you can't smash that wall. If you insist on smashing it, it's okay now. It fell in such a disgusting place, ugh..."

The person who spoke was really disgusting.Another one was vomiting with him, and kept mumbling while vomiting.

"You talk about it after I smash it, it's useless! I didn't know that the head is such a disgusting place... vomit... I suspect that the master deliberately threw us down to make us disgusting... vomit... I'll just say, cure it Cure mysophobia, you must not listen... ugh..."

The two quarreled and vomited, and vomited and quarreled at the same time.

Accompanied by the sound of swallowing and vomiting, it really makes people feel sick to their stomachs.

"Ah! Man! Oh! It's the master... he's vomiting... I'll vomit first... take a look..."

The two appear to have night vision.

The two of them each looked at each other and continued to vomit.

"Ugh... It's her... Ugh... Master really did it on purpose..."

Qingjiu looked at the two of them defensively, but Lie Jiuqing couldn't laugh or cry, and his head hurt even more.

She could vaguely smell the smell of these two people, which was the poisonous platycodon and rosin ointment unique to Xuanji Valley.

The strange soldiers Chu Wei was talking about... couldn't be the two of them, right?

Lie Jiuqing was skeptical.

The danger in Qingjiu's eyes was even greater.

How did they find it here?
who is it?

Is it related to Wen Rong?
Or a family person?

Or maybe it's Southern Xinjiang...

The two of them were almost vomiting at this time.

"Madam... ugh... Miss Gu Ba... the two of us are ordered to protect you..."

Only after his elbow was hit did the man react, "It's just the talkative little old man in a small place."

Lie Jiuqing, "?" (End of this chapter)