Love in Xuancheng

Jiuyan was shocked when he heard the speech. He slowly repeated word by word: "life and death will never meet?"

"Life and death will never meet!" Feng moye responded firmly to Jiuyan.

Jiuyan let go of his hand and looked depressed. His eyes were dim. He stood in front of the window with his negative hand and stared out of the window for a long time.

Feng moye looked at Jiuyan's back and felt very guilty. He knew that this hurt his brother who was wholehearted to protect him, but if he didn't make such a decision, his brother would send himself out while he was in a coma.

If you make a decision, you will be disturbed. Since you have decided to peel off the cobra early, you should finish it in the shortest time. The price has been paid. What's the difference between earlier and later? Feng moye couldn't help but hold his palm and punch, trying to maintain the absolute look on his face. He didn't want to be seen by Jiuyan.

"How to save people who have no desire to survive?" Feng moye's voice broke the silence. He had to ask while he was awake. If his brother finally decided to focus on his body, wouldn't it be in vain? At that time, not only their own affairs have not been solved completely, but also they have not found a way to save Xingyue, which will be really a headache!

"There is no desire to survive. What should we do to save? It's better to complete!" Jiu Yan said faintly.

Feng moye was anxious. He didn't want to discuss this with his brother. He just wanted to know the cure! Immediately, he shouted "brother ――" in a low voice with a plea.

Jiuyan was in a trance for a moment when he was called by this brother. He can't remember how long his brother hasn't called his brother. Who is so important? Jiuyan is curious! In order to find out how to cure him, he asked his brother to call him "brother"! Could it be that the man who could make his brother so reckless was -- he was surprised when he thought of a name! Turning around, he looked at his brother and asked in a deep voice, "Twilight Xiyu?"

Feng moye nodded seriously and explained faintly, "her name is Shen Xingyue now!"

"Know each other?" Jiu Yan asked. Only by recognizing each other can it be possible for muxiyu to have no intention of survival, unless his stupid brother can explain clearly in time and resolve the misunderstanding between them!

"Married! She doesn't remember the past between us." Feng Mo's evil spirit is bitter.

"Does she still love you?" Jiu Yan asked very seriously.

Feng moye bowed his head and said nothing. He's not sure! But his pride is not allowed to be humiliated, nor is his brother! When my brother asked this question, he obviously suspected that he had robbed civilian women!

"You love me, I wish I could marry a matchmaker!" Feng moye frowned and said faintly.

Jiuyan has a number in his heart, and he really doesn't love! If you love each other, even if your brother doesn't answer, at least it shouldn't be this expression now! Jiuyan sighed secretly, for his brother's wishful thinking and for his brother's feelings.

"This kind of person's medicine stone has no spirit!" he raised his eyes and fell on Feng moye again. He said calmly: "since she is a twilight feather, he ordered someone to tell her repeatedly in her ear that your life is in danger. If she has you in her heart, it will be useful!"

If she doesn't have you in her heart, it must be useless! Jiuyan didn't say the following words. He knew that his brother understood what he meant. He didn't have to say much, but he was embarrassed.

"I see, go to the Dan room!" Feng moye's voice had just fallen, and the man had left the study.

Jiuyan shook his head helplessly and followed him.

In the twinkling of an eye, it is another ten days. No matter inside or outside the tripod, it is like a year!

Inside the tripod, Jiuyan looked at Feng moye and endured inhuman torture. He still worked hard to help him heal and peel off the yuan Cobra. He gathered the spirit in his body, turned the spirit power into a blade, operated a knife with willpower, and scraped his tendons for himself. If there was a trace of laxity and fuzziness in his consciousness, he would be hurt.

Curettage can at least let others operate a knife and anesthetize. Scraping tendons and stripping souls is to do it yourself and soberly feel the pain caused by each knife. Others can only help heal the injuries caused by occasional laxity and fuzziness of consciousness. Compared with scraping tendons and stripping souls, it's just a small Witch to see a big witch. It's not worth mentioning!