I just want to be a group pet

Chapter 608 Find him
Dugu Dark Palace.

The candles are bright, reflecting on the red bricks and green tiles.

Tonight is dominated by the stars, they push the moon into the clouds, trying to evoke the brightness of the dome.

But, it failed.

How can the light of the stars compare with the brilliance of the moon.

"Sovereign, suzerain." Tie Shou and others gathered around the bed, looking at Dugulie nervously.

It has been several days.

Although the bleeding was stopped, Dugu Lie's consciousness was still weak, as if he didn't want to wake up at all.

There was no blood on his pale handsome face, and white gauze was wrapped around his naked chest, and the blood seeped through the white cloth, which looked shocking.

This time Dugu Lie narrowly escaped death is entirely a matter of fate.

"I really want to kill that bitch to avenge our suzerain." Tie Shou clenched his fists tightly and said through gritted teeth, his eyes full of hatred: "If it wasn't for that bitch, our suzerain wouldn't have been hurt either!"

Hearing this, everyone around stopped Tie Shou: "Tie Shou, don't be impulsive, if Murong Yan is really dead, do you think the suzerain can forgive you!"

Gritting his back molars with iron hands, he looked at Dugulie with distress: "What's so good about her, she deserves the suzerain's love for her."

The crowd fell silent.

These brothers could all see their feelings back then.

"Yan'er, Yan'er." Dugu Lie's dream was full of Murong Yan, and he murmured calling for her.

"Dugu Lie, Dugu Lie." A scream made Murong Yan sit up from the bed, she was panting heavily, cold sweat was dripping on her forehead, she almost suffocated in her dream, she dreamed that Dugu Lie was dead , because she is dead, no matter how she wakes him up, she can't wake him up.

Murong Yan circled around before realizing that she was in Dali Temple.

The trembling jade hands covered the ups and downs of the chest, and the hanging fine black hair was wet with sweat and stuck to the cheeks. She looked at her trembling hands, her eyes were wet and sour.

tonight.

She missed Dugulie crazily.

"Yan'er, I will marry you."

"I'm waiting for you to marry me."

"Yan'er, I bought your favorite pastry."

"I want you to feed me."

"Yan'er, come here, let me hug you."

Memories of the past swept towards her like a torrent of sea water, sweeping away her heart, her mind, and her body.

When the word 'Dugu Lie' rolled out from the tip of Murong Yan's tongue, she realized how painful her throat was.

After midnight, Murong Yan didn't rest, she sat blankly in front of the window pavilion looking at the scattered stars until the next morning.

The next morning.

Li Aotian and Su Jinmo came to Dali Temple together.

Li Aotian plans to form three teams to find Li Yushu together.

In the morning light.

Murong Yan's sickly face lost a lot of weight, and her whole body was like a paper man, as if she would fall down when pushed, without energy.

Su Jinmo looked at Murong Yan in astonishment, then turned to ask Li Aotian: "My lord, what's wrong with Murong Siqing? Why are you so haggard."

Because in Su Jinmo's impression, Murong Yan represented the sun full of vigor and vitality, and he was full of righteousness. He had never seen Murong Yan like this before.

Li Aotian Hei Yao narrowed his eyes, rubbed his tired brows, strode up to Murong Yan, and took the washbasin in her hand that was about to fall: "Yan'er."

Murong Yan suddenly came back to her senses, looked at the person, and the corners of her lips curled slightly: "Uncle, Deputy General Su, you are here, I will pour the water, and then we will leave."

"You don't have to go." Li Aotian ordered coldly: "Go find him."

(End of this chapter)