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Chapter 339: Shen Yunya and Xi Jin


Seeing his overreaction, Feng Tianlan twitched her lips and said, "I'm just giving you an example.

"I can't even give you an example."

Just thinking of Si Mobai's cold eyes was enough to scare Zhang Tiancheng out of his courage.

If he really took action, there would be absolutely no way to survive.

Feng Tianlan smiled and walked forward, ignoring Luo Yunzhu's thoughts.

"Tianlan, if I don't give you an example like this, how can Zhang Tiancheng be compared with the King of War?

That's not on the same level."

Luo Yunzhu quickly followed up, determined to persuade him to the end, "You have to look directly at the feeling in your heart, and you can't escape. , otherwise you will regret it.”

"Tianlan, you like the prince, don't lie to yourself."

Before he finished speaking, Xuantian Continent In the exquisite and elegant Shen family courtyard, all flowers and plants planted in the courtyard are spiritual grass-level flowers and plants.

Even the man who sweeps the floor has the strength of a spiritual king.

This level of wealth is unmatched by others.

In the pavilion on the water, a woman in a white dress looks like a fairy in a painting, lying lazily on the imperial concubine's couch.

Her figure is indescribably charming and enchanting, and the maid is fanning her.

A maid with a square face walked in and said with a bow, "Miss, the prince is back and is coming this way.

He will be here in half a quarter of an hour.

He looks a little anxious."

The woman opened her beautiful eyes, which were even more majestic.

The joy that flashed through her eyes added a bit of innocence, which made people feel moved by it, but then that touch of innocence was tinged with...

Dark light.

"You all, please step back."

The voice was like water, clear and sweet.

All the maids withdrew, leaving only the square-faced maid waiting at the side.

Sure enough, less than half a quarter of an hour later, a strong wind blew by, but in the blink of an eye, a shadow fell in the sky, Xiao Qing stopped in the sky, Xi Jin jumped off his back, and then walked into the pavilion.

"Brother Jin."

The woman sat up from the imperial concubine's couch with a pale face.

As soon as her feet touched the ground, her legs softened and her body leaned forward.

Xi Jin ducked and put his arms around her waist, then helped her sit down and scolded, "If you're not feeling well, don't get up."

He had just returned from Guiyuan Continent and couldn't wait to ask Ya'er if Tu Xiupei was Dai'er.

"How did you find your sister?"

Shen Yunya grabbed Xi Jin's hand, looking anxious, as if it was something more urgent than her life.

Xi Jin saw that she had lost a lot of weight and her face was as pale as paper.

She felt guilty.

In order to find the place where Dai'er was reborn, Ya'er used her own blood as a guide to sacrifice the prophecy crystal ball.

She almost died of excessive blood loss, and she I never told him.

If the maid hadn't accidentally said it, I'm afraid he would never know about it in this life.

During these days of searching, Ya'er must have been more anxious and difficult than him.

"I don't know if she is Dai'er, she doesn't remember me."

Xi Jin looked at Shen Yunya's thin and pale face guiltily, but she could no longer say the next words.

Ya'er has already paid enough for the rebirth of Dai'er's soul.

Now she is still recuperating.

How could he say it and ask her to help test whether the Tu Xiupei is Dai'er, but he is not willing to miss it.

A dark light flashed in Shen Yunya's eyes, and then her face was full of joy.

She grabbed Xi Jin's hand and stood up, "Have you really found your sister?

Is it really your sister?

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Then I'm going to take her home.

It doesn't matter if I don't remember.

I'll just come back when I get back."

Remember, this is her home."

"Ya'er, calm down, don't worry, we're not sure yet whether she is Ya'er."

Seeing Shen Yunya weak and about to fall down again, Xi Jin felt even more guilty

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