Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

As soon as he went out, Shangguanyu asked Tsing Yi to call Bai Yi again to ask about the situation.

The drunkard took the mobile phone from Bai Yi, said with certainty that he would not let Jun Moyan die, and hung up.

This is obviously more confident than before, so Shangguan Yu and Tsing Yi see hope.

"Have you found a way?"

In the drunkard’s small apartment, the floor was covered with books with yellowed cover pages, and Bai Yi was sitting in the pile of books, looking for something in earnest.

Hearing that the alcoholic said so sure that Jun Moyan would not die, Bai Yi immediately raised his head and looked at him.

The drunkard returned the phone to him, and continued to check the half of the book in his hand.

These are all medical books written by his master who spent most of his life.

It was all his hard work and the only thing he left.

When he left the mountain, he didn't even bring any extra clothes, only these.

He remembered that the master once wrote down an opinion about corpse poison.

Of course, it was just his master's personal opinions on corpse poison after studying the decomposed animal carcasses, which naturally did not get medical approval.

But now he has nothing to do, as long as there is a little hope, he can't let it go.

"There must be a way."

The drunkard has said this sentence many times in this day, but these two sentences alone have much more confidence.

That person wouldn't care about Jun Moyan's life or death, otherwise he would not always keep him by Jun Moyan's side, in addition to monitoring, he wanted him to guarantee Jun Moyan's life safety.

But the corpse poison is not ordinary poison after all, and he doesn't know whether the person is absolutely sure, so he can only sit here, looking down for more hope, instead of returning to Wuyuan and waiting for that person. 's arrival

Wuyuan,

After Wen Xiaoai waited for Shangguan Yu and Tsing Yi to leave, with a light finger movement, the door was locked backwards.

She came to the bed and sat down, stretched out her hand to touch Jun Moyan's somewhat cold face, then leaned down and buried her small face on Jun Moyan's neck.

She closed her eyes, her chin resting on his shoulders, her face pressed against his ears.

Tears fell in despair.

Wen Xiaoai kissed his ear temples: "Jun Moyan, I will try again. If I still can't save you, I will take you back to the demon clan and let Medicine King treat you."

Speaking of Hui Yao tribe, Wen Xiaoai couldn't stop pantothenic acid.

Because she knew that she would really take Jun Moyan back, and he was the only one who returned to the human world in the end...

"I don't want to go back now, I don't want to be separated from you, I still want to eat with you, sleep with you, watch cartoons with you, I want you to buy lollipops for me to eat, I want you to peel chestnuts for me Eat, I want you to brush my teeth, I want to say "I love you, I like you" every day when I wake up... I want to do a lot of things with you, so you must wake up, OK? "

Wen Xiaoai's voice was choked so hard to speak, and tears fell one by one.

"If you don't wake up, I will really be very angry, the kind you can't coax me well."

She has never been so scared, so helpless.

It was agreed before that if he went in a hundred years later, she would wait for his next life. At that time, it was really easy to say, and she even expected the next life Jun Mo Yan to become a child, but now... she doesn’t want any afterlife. Because she couldn't see Jun Moyan closing his eyes and leaving...