Song Xuan was silent again, and the air was somewhat depressed.
Yang Zimei suddenly thought of ten years ago. When in the hospital, Song Xuan looked at her and said, "Well, I am waiting for you". At that time, she had an illusion that he fantasized that he was his wife. He gently told herself to wait for you.
However, this illusion is just such a moment. She always knows that he is not his own. She has no love for him. Only the sense of nostalgia of the teacher and brother. She should not hinder his love marriage. Therefore, she
Early pine hands, let him go back to his original marriage trajectory, don't change because of yourself.
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After hanging Song Xuan's phone, Yang Zimei took out the golden wrong knife from the box.
"Beauty gives me a golden sword, why report it? Ying Qiong Yao!"
She unconsciously thought about the poem Song Xuan's thoughts on the day, thinking of the dark blue eyes of Longtian, and thinking that he was stubborn as a child as a child.
Will he be the object of this golden knife?
Or is it Min Gang?
In her mind, she kept alternating the image of the two people. She finally felt messy, sighed, and put the golden wrong knife in the box and locked it. She was just preparing to go upstairs to practice.
Rapid knocking.
"Who?"
Everyone had gotten out of bed, and was awakened by the sound of the door. Yang Qing muttered a little dissatisfied and got up to open the door.
Outside the door was a strange man, and asked anxiously: "Is Miss Yang Zimei?"
When I heard it, Yang Zimei hurried out and looked at the people in doubt.
"You are Miss Yang? Please go with me quickly, Mr. Murong is dangerous." When the man saw Yang Zimei, he hurriedly said.
"Who is Mr. Murong? Why are you looking for my girl?"
Yang Qing covered Yang Zi's eyebrows behind him, and said vigilantly, "What's more, it's all late at night, what can she help?" What can she help? "
"I don't know." The person came with the sweat on his head. "Mr. Yang, Mr. Murong is the old board of Yu Yanxuan. He just hit the evil. Let me come to Miss Yang. Please look at Miss Yang.
On the one to know, help to save it. "
"Okay, wait."
Without counting, Yang Zimei also speculated that Murong Yun was in the body of Qingyin. Thinking of her own warning, she made people come to her.
In any case, she and Murong Yunqing met each other, and it was impossible to watch him happen.
"Niuniu, dad go with you."
Yang Qing hurriedly said. [
"Dad, the night is heavy, don't toss, I do it alone. What's more, you may only help it." Yang Zimei stopped Yang Qing's accompaniment and hurried out with the people.
When he came to Yuxuan, Yang Zimei was taken to Murong Yunqing's residence on the second floor of the backyard.
"Get! You can roll me !!!!"
Before approaching, I heard Murong Yun's irritability and the sound of smashing things in the room.
Yang Zimei looked up, and saw the layer of black evil spirits floating in the room, and even a lot of black evil spirits came here, as if there was something in the room attracted.
Yang Zimei urgently took out the seven copper coin instruments carried by himself, and arranged the seven -star blocking array in this room for four weeks, the void drawing, and blocked the back of the black evil air.
*[Dear friends in the book city, your positive comments, although Xixi can't reply, it is seen, thank you for your support, love you.]