Fenghua Peerless: The Demon Concubine is proud of the sky

Chapter 149: June Waking Up 2
Mo Yulan's face was completely darkened.

"Yan Ling, gossip in the market must never be trusted, don't talk nonsense." Qingyan's gentle face was also a little serious at the moment.

"Uh." Yan Ling was stunned for a moment, and brother Qingyan was a little angry.

Because he usually calls himself Xiaoling, and only when he gets angry does he call himself Yanling.

Realizing this, Yan Ling silently lowered her head and stopped talking, almost forgetting that Brother Qingyan doesn't like hearing rumors that she hasn't seen with her own eyes.

But the rumors of people in the Jianghu are really true, she has been wondering whether the Demon Lord looks like the humans in this magical continent.

So powerful, will it have three heads and six arms?

Anyway, it is absolutely impossible to be as good-looking as Brother Qingyan.

Seeing that Yan Ling closed her mouth obediently, Qingyan turned her gaze to Mo Yulan, whose face was as dark as a pan, and said apologetically, "Xiao Ling is young and ignorant, don't take her words to heart."

Mo Yulan glanced at him, and finally shook her head coldly.

"Brother, but they all know the Demon King..." Xiaoling raised her buried head suddenly, looked at Qingyan, and pointed at the four envoys of the Demon Realm.

When she mentioned the Demon Lord just now, the four people's reactions were very intense, so they must have heard something about the Demon Lord.

"No no……"

"We are ignorant and have never heard of..."

Several people hurriedly denied it.

Seeing this, Yan Ling frowned, and wanted to refute something, but seeing Qingyan's serious face, she swallowed her words abruptly.

Then buried his head and ate his meal with big mouthfuls.

The sun went down, and night came quietly.

The bright moon is leisurely and the stars are shining brightly.

Time flies by, and it is January in the blink of an eye.

After the Lengyue Palace was destroyed, the people in the rivers and lakes became more and more agitated, looking for the whereabouts of the Demon Lord openly and secretly.

All kinds of portraits of the devil were circulated in the imperial capital, and there was an uproar in the imperial capital.

And Shuiyu Pavilion, as usual, quiet.

June had been lying on the hospital bed for a full month, and under Qing Yan's careful treatment, her pale face had turned rosy.

The chin is becoming more and more pointed, and the facial features are as delicate as they are carved.

"When will she wake up?" In just one month, Mo Yulan had lost a lot of weight. Looking at June who was lying down, she asked dumbly about the light smoke being given to June's pulse.

Hearing this, Qingyan put down June's wrist and stood up, neither sad nor happy on his handsome and soft face: "I don't know yet, the medicine is too strong, although there is not much left, but when I wake up, it depends on the good fortune .”

"Is there an exact time?" Mo Yulan asked in a low voice without taking her eyes off June.

Qingyan's eyelids lowered slightly: "It can be a few days or a few months, and it can be... a few years or decades."

The voice fell, and no one spoke anymore. The eyes of the fourth magician standing behind Mo Yulan were slightly red. He is a good living person, and he was killed by the big red flower. , then what should they do.

The wind is blowing outside, and the fragrance of orchids is everywhere.

"Haha, haha, brother, guess what I brought back from the imperial capital?" Several people were still silent in front of June's hospital bed, and Yan Ling's cheerful voice suddenly rang out from afar.

Hearing the sound, Qingyan flicked her sleeves and walked out, just after taking a few steps, she saw Yan Ling's light-yellow figure running in bouncingly.

With a doting smile on her face, Qing Yan looked at Yan Ling who had her hands behind her back, and asked softly: "What fun did Xiao Ling bring?"

(End of this chapter)