Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Following Wen Xiaoai’s **** oath, Shangguan Yu’s golden core with blood on his fingertips suddenly emitted a stronger light than before, completely covering the purple light in the operating room. In this golden light, faintly mixed with a few ray of red light like blood.

And after the golden core was radiant for a moment, it dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wen Xiaoai's pale little face was slowly covered with cold sweat, and her spellcasting hands kept trembling, apparently approaching the end of the crossbow.

The light emitted by Jin Dan became weaker and weaker, and Wen Xiaoai became more and more struggling.

At this moment, her little face was so white that there was no trace of blood, and even her lips were black, but she still clenched her teeth.

I don't know how long it took, when the golden core's light was completely exhausted, Wen Xiaoai exhausted the last trace of spiritual power, and Shangguanyu's body floating in the air lost support, and then fell back onto the operating table.

The two falling sounds sounded almost simultaneously.

"sister……"

And when Wen Xiaoai fell to the ground, the barrier she had placed in the operating room also disappeared, and everything was calm.

Jin Dan returned to the main body, and at the moment when Jin Dan returned to Wen Xiaoai's body, Wen Xiaoai changed...

"Meow~"

"Meow~"

Two weak cat calls made Jun Moyan, who was sitting on the lounge chair at the entrance of the operating room, suddenly open his eyes.

His eyes filled with grief stopped for a moment, as if he was not sure what he had just heard.

"Meow~"

There was another meow that was much more imaginary than before.

Jun Moyan is too familiar with this cat cry.

"Little boy."

He stood up almost reflexively, but almost didn't stop because of the weakness of his legs and the rising too hard.

He turned and rushed into the operating room, a little embarrassed.

At a glance, Jun Moyan saw the pink-white little milk cat lying on the ground with his eyes weakly open.

Jun Moyan jumped fiercely in his heart and panicked directly.

He rushed forward and carefully picked up Wen Xiaoai.

"Little boy?"

"Little boy?"

"what happened to you?"

Jun Moyan stretched out his hand and touched the red spot on Wen Xiaoai's forehead. He put his fingertips stained with blood to the tip of his nose and sniffed.

blood!

"What's wrong with you? What happened? Where did the blood come from?"

Jun Moyan suddenly panicked and wanted to check whether Wen Xiaoai was injured, but was afraid that he would accidentally hurt her wound.

"Meow~"

Wen Xiaoai struggled to lift a small paw and pointed to Shangguan Yu on the operating table.

Jun Mo Yan was stunned, then subconsciously looked over, as if he had guessed something.

After he was still for a while, he moved towards the operating table somewhat mechanically and slowly approached the operating table.

He had not dared to look at Shangguan Yu's face, but now his eyes were fixed on his face.

Jun Moyan held his breath and stared at Shangguanyu's face without blinking. In the operating room, he was so quiet that he could hear his heart beating wildly.

Suddenly, Jun Moyan's eyes suddenly widened, and his pupils shrank unbelievably.

A pair of eyes were filled with incredible.

He seemed to see Shangguanyu’s eyelashes trembling...

Jun Moyan almost couldn't believe what he saw, thinking that he had hallucinations, his heart was so nervous that he raised his throat.

As if to prove that what he saw just now was not an illusion, Shangguan Yu, who had been lying there quietly, suddenly moved a finger.

Although the action was so light that it was completely negligible, Jun Moyan still saw it.