Daybreak is coming, and Xuanyuan Mu must be cured before she wakes up.
Otherwise everything will be in vain.
The more eager you are for quick success, the more counterproductive it will be.
Jiao Li's face was sweating more and more, and the true energy in his body was flowing wildly in his body.
Damn...it's still a little bit...
"Pfft..." Yan Xin'er suddenly vomited a pool of blood.
Immediately afterwards, the poisonous mushrooms in his stomach were vomited out.
When she had a vague intuition, she found Jiao Li sitting there, his head hanging lifelessly, as if someone had disabled his martial arts.
"Jiaoli, Jiaoli... wake up." Yan Xin'er held his shoulders and shook him vigorously.
There was no response... not even a twitch of his eyelids. His tall body suddenly fell backward, and Yan Xin'er hurriedly hugged him into her arms.
The sun rises, the bright sunshine drives away the darkness, and everything becomes vibrant.
Jiao Li, who represented darkness, naturally fell asleep and was replaced by Xuanyuan Mu.
Because Yan Xin'er didn't touch his acupuncture points this time, Xuanyuan Mu woke up very smoothly.
Bah...tears fell to the man's eyes.
The cool touch made Xuanyuan Mu feel inexplicable.
When he opened his eyes, he was stunned for a long time.
The person in front of me...she is...
Yan Xin'er didn't dare to breathe. It would be good for him to wake up, but why did he look at her like this as soon as he woke up?
It seemed like many years had passed. Facing the deep black eyes, Yan Xin'er said cautiously: "You..."
However, before she could speak, her body was suddenly tightened and suddenly squeezed into her broad chest.
Uh? This... this... what's going on? Yan Xin'er was hugged stiffly.
"Huan'er." The man breathed heavily, carrying a sense of cherishment of seeing each other again after a long separation.
Huan'er? Who is Huan'er?
Her name is Yan Xin'er. Even if you don't remember her name, you don't have to be so wrong.
"Jiao Li..." She pushed the man gently.
Xuanyuan Mu was suddenly stunned, Jiao Li? She actually called him Jiao Li?
Yan Xin'er was suddenly pushed away and fell to the ground. Looking at the man's cold face, she suddenly lost her temper. He had hugged her warmly just now, but after not much effort, he pushed her away like garbage.
Xuanyuan Mu suddenly stood up from the ground: "Who are you?"
The joy of reunion didn't last long before it was defeated by the cruel reality.
Yu Buhuan passed away six years ago, and there is no way this person in front of her could be her.
Yan Xin'er took a breath. The man standing in front of her was cold and aloof. Although his face was exactly the same, he had a different temperament.
"Who are you? Where is Jiao Li?"
Yan Xin'er also realized her mistake. The person in front of her was definitely not Jiao Li.
"Jiaoli?" Xuanyuan Mu sneered arrogantly. That guy actually told her his name?
Suddenly there was a heartbreaking pain in his ankle, Xuanyuan Mu lowered his head to check.
When he realized that his feet were almost worn out by Jiao Li, the coldness in his eyes deepened.
Yan Xin'er looked at him motionless, horrified: "You are a ghost, right? Are you possessed by Jiao Li?"
Xuanyuan Mu twitched the corner of his mouth, his expression showing a coldness without any warmth: "Shut up."
This body originally belonged to him, and the ghost one should be Jiao Li.
But Xuanyuan Mu immediately became curious. This woman was indeed not happy with Yu Yu.
Jiao Li and Yu Buhuan have always been at odds with each other, but why is she still alive?
Daybreak is coming, and Xuanyuan Mu must be cured before she wakes up.
Otherwise everything will be in vain.
The more eager you are for quick success, the more counterproductive it will be.
Jiao Li's face was sweating more and more, and the true energy in his body was flowing wildly in his body.
Damn...it's still a little bit...
"Pfft..." Yan Xin'er suddenly vomited a pool of blood.
Immediately afterwards, the poisonous mushrooms in his stomach were vomited out.
When she had a vague intuition, she found Jiao Li sitting there, his head hanging lifelessly, as if someone had disabled his martial arts.
"Jiaoli, Jiaoli... wake up." Yan Xin'er held his shoulders and shook him vigorously.
There was no response... not even a twitch of his eyelids. His tall body suddenly fell backward, and Yan Xin'er hurriedly hugged him into her arms.
The sun rises, the bright sunshine drives away the darkness, and everything becomes vibrant.
Jiao Li, who represented darkness, naturally fell asleep and was replaced by Xuanyuan Mu.
Because Yan Xin'er didn't touch his acupuncture points this time, Xuanyuan Mu woke up very smoothly.
Bah...tears fell to the man's eyes.
The cool touch made Xuanyuan Mu feel inexplicable.
When he opened his eyes, he was stunned for a long time.
The person in front of me...she is...
Yan Xin'er didn't dare to breathe. It would be good for him to wake up, but why did he look at her like this as soon as he woke up?
It seemed like many years had passed. Facing the deep black eyes, Yan Xin'er said cautiously: "You..."
However, before she could speak, her body was suddenly tightened and suddenly squeezed into her broad chest.
Uh? This... this... what's going on? Yan Xin'er was hugged stiffly.
"Huan'er." The man breathed heavily, carrying a sense of cherishment of seeing each other again after a long separation.
Huan'er? Who is Huan'er?
Her name is Yan Xin'er. Even if you don't remember her name, you don't have to be so wrong.
"Jiao Li..." She pushed the man gently.
Xuanyuan Mu was suddenly stunned, Jiao Li? She actually called him Jiao Li?
Yan Xin'er was suddenly pushed away and fell to the ground. Looking at the man's cold face, she suddenly lost her temper. He had hugged her warmly just now, but after not much effort, he pushed her away like garbage.
Xuanyuan Mu suddenly stood up from the ground: "Who are you?"
The joy of reunion didn't last long before it was defeated by the cruel reality.
Yu Buhuan passed away six years ago, and there is no way this person in front of her could be her.
Yan Xin'er took a breath. The man standing in front of her was cold and aloof. Although his face was exactly the same, he had a different temperament.
"Who are you? Where is Jiao Li?"
Yan Xin'er also realized her mistake. The person in front of her was definitely not Jiao Li.
"Jiaoli?" Xuanyuan Mu sneered arrogantly. That guy actually told her his name?
Suddenly there was a heartbreaking pain in his ankle, Xuanyuan Mu lowered his head to check.
When he realized that his feet were almost worn out by Jiao Li, the coldness in his eyes deepened.
Yan Xin'er looked at him motionless, horrified: "You are a ghost, right? Are you possessed by Jiao Li?"
Xuanyuan Mu twitched the corner of his mouth, his expression showing a coldness without any warmth: "Shut up."
This body originally belonged to him, and the ghost one should be Jiao Li.
But Xuanyuan Mu immediately became curious. This woman was indeed not happy with Yu Yu.
Jiao Li and Yu Buhuan have always been at odds with each other, but why is she still alive?
