Yuan Mo was stunned. Seeing that Pu Yue had exposed his true thoughts, he scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "You can't hide anything from your master's wife, but you don't know. Brother Mu Jing can read it so terrible.
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Pu Yue looked at Yuan Mo with a bitter look and curled her lips and smiled slowly. She knew that these days, Yuan Mo always hurt her body because of practicing martial arts. And at this time, Mu Jing always chanted.
, while groping and bandaging his wounds.
But because Mu Jing can't see it, sometimes the Yuandu injury is even more painful, and the pain is even more painful. Over time, what Yuandu is most afraid of now is to listen to Mu Jing's remarks and treat the wounds.
But when Pu Yue said that Yuan Mo was actually most afraid of Mu Jing when he used his empty eyes to be filled with a worried look, even if Yuan Mo was in pain, he would bandage Mu Jing obediently to treat his injuries.
Pu Yue had the honor of seeing such a friendly scene two or three times. For Pu Yue, who had been influenced in the 20th century, it was inevitable that she could see this scene.
However, in such a world, these things cannot be tolerated, and even jokes cannot be made. Therefore, Pu Yue killed the rare evil taste that rose up in the cradle.
So, she stopped talking about this. Instead, she wrapped her cloak and quietly began to eat her missed lunch.
Seeing this at the end of Yuan Dynasty, he quietly stepped down. He carefully patrolled and protected the yard, and also practiced the internal skills and mental methods taught by Xi Fireworks!
Suddenly, a light breeze blew, bringing a hint of cold air.
Pu Yue no longer knew the cold and warmth, and had no feeling about it, and only focused on the missed lunch. However, in the eyes of outsiders, Pu Yue was lying slowly, but in Pu Yue it was as good as chewing wax.
Without the Western Fireworks wandering around, Pu Yue did not hide her emotions as carefully as before. A gray despair appeared in her black eyes, and she sighed helplessly.
He curled his lips and muttered to himself, "The taste has actually melted..."
well……
A sigh was helpless.
In a blink of an eye, another three days passed.
On this day, heavy snow began to fall in Yuecheng again. When it was snowing in Pu Yue's house, it was thoughtful that the charcoal fire became more prosperous at the end of the Yuan Dynasty. And Pu Yue's bed was even more laid out
A lot of warm jade.
Seeing that they were so busy, Pu Yue actually wanted to tell them not to do it anymore. Leng Nuan had no feelings for her! However, when the words came to her, she endured it.
Can't say it!
——Because, after saying that, I am afraid it will be another earth-shaking chaos.
The soul-devouring poison is difficult to resolve. Otherwise, the old man Meng Xian would not have fought to the point of being wiped out, but he just suppressed it in her body, rather than directly expelling it!
Pu Yue no longer went out. She and Yi leaned on the bed, watching the charcoal fires in the room burning. Looking at the burning invisible flames and the burning red charcoal, the eyes gradually became in black eyes.
It began to disperse and float away, as if it was falling into a certain kind of contemplation...
However, at this moment.
The air inside the house seemed to be twisting for a moment, and then a figure of white-clothed ink appeared in the house. At the same time, all the charcoal fire in the house was extinguished in an instant.
The man in white clothes and ink hair is the Western fireworks that have returned after ten days of leaving.