Ivan Xia glanced briefly at Gong Jingling, who was lying unconscious on the table, and then looked at Mo Xiaoyan's calm face that was inconsistent with reality, and he could guess what this girl had done, and said:
"You are so cruel."
"It's a little trick, I've got the antidote." Mo Xiaoyan clutched the three glass bottles in her sleeves and walked towards Ivan Xia. The two of them left the room without speaking.
Mo Xiaoyan hadn't walked a few steps when she asked, "Do you know who I am?"
"Mo Xiaoyan—idiot woman, who else would do such a thing besides you?"
Ivan Xia's handsome face is really eye-catching. Although this guy's words were sarcastic, Mo Xiaoyan was still very happy. This guy recognized her at a glance. It seemed that An Xiaoruo's mask
, if it is used on Ivan Xia, it will definitely be useless. I am really depressed. I will improve my mask another day.
"Tch... how could the Twelve Noble Young Masters survive without me doing such a thing!" Although Mo Xiaoyan was happy to finally get the antidote, but when she thought about it, she couldn't help but think of what Gong Jingling said just now.
In other words, even if you get the antidote, you will still have dementia for the rest of your life.
"What's wrong? Your face is so ugly?" Ivan Xia naturally noticed the change in Mo Xiaoyan's demeanor.
"I'll tell you more details later on the road. It's not safe here."
No matter so much, save your life first. Who knows whether Gong Jingling's words are true or false, and he might be using it to deceive her. Why worry about it in vain? What's more, there are still three days left before the one month limit. If, not
Hurry to Shengyu City, the three of them are really going to die.
The two figures disappeared into the night together.
In Mo Xiaoyan's room, the young man lying on the table slowly straightened up and sat up. His drunken and blurred eyes suddenly turned gloomy, and his blushing face began to return to its normal color. His eyes fell on his right arm.
He pulled off the bandaged wound and threw it on the ground, letting the pain stimulate his nerves.
Only in this way can Gong Jingling convince himself that they are all liars! None of the liars will really treat him well. Even his most beloved woman, An Xiaoruo, approaches her with purpose.
He blindly and foolishly believed that she would stay by his side, treat him wholeheartedly, and try to love him. Unfortunately, he had impulsively let go of that hatred for her, but it was a pity that she let him down.
The reason why he deliberately pretended to be drunk was to test An Xiaoruo and give her the best chance. Unfortunately, An Xiaoruo still deceived him.
From now on, he, Gong Jingling, will never trust anyone or feelings again!!
An Xiaoruo has never liked herself, never. He did not hesitate to deceive himself for the sake of that man's child, and even hurt himself without the slightest guilt.
Enough!!! Enough!!!! He will never be confused by that woman again, he will never trust anyone again, and he will never let go of the Twelve Nobles. He will kill everyone who has wronged him, including