"Okay, as long as you are fine, brother, let's go back." An Luoluo smiled happily and tried hard to put away the sad feeling in his heart.
She tried her best to hypnotize herself in her heart. She liked Situ Ran, the silver-haired and blue-eyed Situ Ran, not the purple-haired and purple-eyed Lord Zi Yao in front of her.
There was no expression on Situ Ran's face, he just looked coldly at Jimo Xueling and An Luoluo in front of him. The wind blew his purple hair, like a group of dancing purple elves.
Next to him stood the enchanting and charming Su Su.
Although she was talking to her brother, An Luoluo's eyes glanced at Situ Ran not far away from time to time, looking at him and Su Su. Suddenly, Luoluo felt as if her heart was about to be drained, and she tensed
Clutching her heart that was bursting with pain, she staggered, staggered a few times, and almost fell down.
"Luoluo, are you okay?" My brother's gentle but anxious voice rang in my ears. Jimo Xueling quickly reached out to support her and looked at her lovingly.
"Brother, I...I...I'm fine!" An Luoluo waved his hands gently, trying his best to suppress the sadness in his heart.
Situ Ran is the Lord Zi Yao, that strange memory, but the name crossed his mind so easily. What about her? Who could she be? Why did she feel so sad when she saw them together?
Her thoughts would spread like a bottomless pit, as if even heaven and earth accompanied her in mourning.
Suddenly, her head hurt violently, as if it was going to explode. Cold sweat continued to slide down her forehead. Something seemed to flash through her mind, but before she had time to see it clearly, it disappeared again.
Situ Ran just watched quietly, and did not rush up to hold her tightly in his arms like before. The sadness in her heart grew more and more, almost drowning her.
"Brother, I don't want to stay here anymore, I want to go out." A tear fell from her eyes. She quickly turned her head away, reached out and grabbed Jimo Xueling's hand, and with a pleading voice, begged him to take her away.
"Sir Xueling, where are you going? Aren't you going back with us?" Seeing that they were about to leave, Su Su's face flashed with an anxious look, and she immediately flew in front of them.
"Get out of the way." Jimo Xueling narrowed her eyes dangerously with a chill, holding An Luoluo with one hand and shaking her other hand secretly.
"Sir Xueling, your current body is simply not suitable for surviving in this time and space. You and I should go back." Su Su anxiously reached out to hold his hand.
"You don't need to take care of my affairs, let it go." Jimo Xueling looked down at her and held her hand, and just said coldly.
"You don't want me to take care of it, but I insist on taking care of it. I won't let you stay in a place like this." A determined expression appeared on Su Su's face.
"You won't let go, right? Then don't blame me for being rude to you." Jimo Xueling gently pushed An Luoluo aside.
"Shenjun Xueling, I am doing this for your own good. Come back with me. If you don't leave now, you won't have a chance in the future." She came here just to get her former partner back, Su Su said with pleading eyes.
Looking at him.
"I..." Jimo Xueling was about to say something, but found An Luoluo holding his sleeve, and he turned his head.
"Brother, she is right. You have no way to survive in this time and space. You should go back with her."
