Leng Ning ran all the way to the woods and saw a lake with a faint sparkle in the night. Jiuer and Tianci were nowhere to be seen.
Where will this bastard take Tianci to?!
His eyes quickly passed over the towering palace wall in the distance, and Leng Ning's eyes stopped at the waterfall diagonally opposite. Thinking of what happened in the cave, his heart felt a stab of pain again.
"Bastard Jiu'er, you lie to me every time, why!"
With a low growl, she clenched her palms angrily, and the nails specially left for poisoning stung her palms. Another wave of dizziness came over her. Leng Ning was afraid that she would faint again, so she hurriedly ran to the water.
Hold up cold water and slap it on your face to make yourself more alert.
The cool lake water slid down her face and wet her long hair. Something on top of her head suddenly slipped down and fell softly into the water. Leng Ning quickly reached out and grabbed it. The tentacles were warm, but they were left to her by Jiu'er.
That hosta.
Time seemed to flow back to last night in an instant, the roses flying in from the window, the stars in the sky, the wild kiss that made her unable to trust herself, and his low singing voice...
That night, in the bathroom, he once told her that if he couldn't get the antidote from Mo Chuan, he would use the second method to cure Tianci's poison. She asked what method it was, but he deliberately changed the subject.
open.
Tianci's poison just broke out, and he desperately took Tianci away from her arms. Could it be that he was using his method to cure Tianci's poison?
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This is the best, if one day I am missing, you will not be too sad!
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Jiu'er's sudden words suddenly rang in his ears, and a chill suddenly flashed down Leng Ning's back.
She didn't expect what method Jiu'er would use, but she had an ominous premonition out of nowhere. She tightened her fingers and clenched the hosta. Leng Ning bit her lips, trying to calm down and think rationally about what had just happened.
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After a moment, she stood up and ran towards the cave desperately.
His chest was still tight and aching. Using Qing Gong for the first time would bring great pain. His body was terribly tired, but Leng Ning didn't dare to stop at all.
A fire was burning in his heart, and a voice shouted in Leng Ning's heart.
Hurry up, hurry up!
She must find him, find them!
She doesn't want God to die, and she also doesn't want that bastard to disappear.