Although the one with the problem was the female ghost, for some reason, Feng Fuyao had a vague intuition that the one with the problem, or the one who was difficult to deal with, was definitely this little ghost.
"Mom" Just when Feng Fuyao's brain was spinning like a hot wheel, the kid actually opened his mouth and said two words.
Although his voice was not loud, but the rain around him was loud, Feng Fuyao still heard him clearly.
This kid really gave him face.
Pulling her lips, she glanced calmly in the direction of the female ghost.
Seeing that the female ghost still had the same expression, a hint of deep meaning flashed in her eyes, "Mom, that's what I mean."
After hearing this, the kid actually lowered his head and began to think about the meaning.
Apart from the kid's red face, if the facial features were complete, in Feng Fuyao's opinion, the kid still looked very cute.
The female ghost opened her eyes and looked at this scene.
She looked at Feng Fuyao's beautiful face even though it was wet from the rain, and she lowered her head with some inferiority.
Outside the bamboo forest, Nangong Rang stood where he was just now and looked up at the sky.
He saw blue waves and blue sky, which seemed to be a good day.
Counting the time, he felt that it was almost time, so he went back along the original path.
When he entered the yard, he heard the whistling of the wind, and the handsomely dressed young man was holding a basin from where she was standing just now. , took a step away.
But the expression on her face was very calm with her eyes closed, and there was no expression of fear or uneasiness at all because of the world she faced now.
After seeing it clearly, Nangong Rang nodded with satisfaction.
However, the courtyard that was just plain and ordinary just now suddenly had a lot of stones and willow branches floating in the air.
In the direction facing away from the courtyard gate, he saw it yesterday.
A night of ancient books hung high above, and a copper bell hung below, swaying in the wind with natural ghost-calling songs.
There was no turmoil in the yard because of this, it was still very peaceful.
The only change was that there were more of these things, more like some decorations.
With a wave of his sleeves, the ghost's face had a cold light, reflecting the faint coldness.
A stone bench appeared with his movement.
He lifted the hem of his clothes and did it casually.
At this moment, the young master slowly and extremely slowly took a step forward, freezing in the air without falling.
Nangong Rang looked at it, a little surprised but still nodded affirmatively.
It wasn't until she took a step forward that he raised his eyebrows hidden behind the mask and said "Yeah" so quickly.
However, the situation over there was still very dangerous.
In fact, it was even more dangerous, because Feng Fuyao fell to the ground for some unknown reason.
The mud and rain beat mercilessly on her body, and her small palm-sized face was pale and lifeless.
The blood was so red that even the corners of his lips were faintly blue.
"Cough cough cough cough" blood dripped down the skirt of her clothes into the puddle.
The most annoying thing was that she was beaten like this by the female ghost, and she was still holding the broken basin in her hand.
He took a hard look at the basin to see if there was any other child there.
He turned around and looked at the place where the wind was strongest.
The dead child unexpectedly ran back into the female ghost's arms without knowing when.
It looked like he was there again.
Fell asleep.
Nangong Rang looked at the blood dripping from her lips, and soon wetted the collar of her white tunic.
However, the blood was not as red as Feng Fuyao had seen.
The black-red blood looked like it came from the mouth of a corpse.
The same thing that flows out of it.
And the basin in her hand also became a little brighter.
Appreciation flooded into Nangong Rang's eyes, as if he was talking to himself, "There is really a way to get beaten up so quickly, not bad, not bad."
In fact, if you ask what Feng Fuyao said to anger that devil, she was actually quite innocent, because she didn't say anything.
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If she did, it was just the brat who said, "Will you be my mother?"
However, just after he stiffly called her mother, she was beaten in the blink of an eye.
It didn't matter, but when the female ghost made her move, she still saw the red light coming towards her, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.
She didn't know what she was like now, because, Cold, very cold, really cold.
Her teeth were chattering, and there was always a feeling that the blood that had just rushed to her throat was blocked there because it was frozen and condensed.
The female ghost smiled disdainfully, looked at the baby sleeping soundly, and patted it stiffly, as if to coax the child to sleep.
The scene suddenly changed, and the scene changed again when she opened her eyes.
Her body was still cold, but the person in front of her was extremely familiar.
Peach blossoms are flying, brilliant and youthful.
The woman in the green shirt delicately put her arms around the waist of the person in her heart.
She seemed to be frozen in a certain place and wanted to rush forward and say something, because the anger in her heart was wave after wave.
"Your Highness, Your Highness" "Your Highness" The person she was calling was the person deep in her heart, the person she felt differently even if she lost her memory.
But, what did he say?
The man in green clothes also said something when he opened his mouth.
"good" The man's dark hair hanging down to his ankles, his peach eyes, his lean waist, and what was said from the lips that had kissed her thousands of times.
How could I say a word to other women when I thought I would only say it to her?
The blue sky was almost overwhelming, and the heavy rain had stopped long ago.
The female ghost watched with cold eyes in the air as more and more black mist wrapped around her body, and it was about to annihilate her.
"Cousin Yan" "Your Highness Ninth Prince" didn't know why.
From childhood to adulthood, all kinds of scenes appeared in front of her eyes, all of which were scenes of Ji Ciyan talking to various women.
The grievances and hatred in her heart surged one after another, and it hurt so much that sweat broke out on her forehead.
Is this her past memory?
However, looking at Ji Ci's faceless smile, a trace of reason slowly returned to her heart.
The same words, the same arc, but the Ji Ciyan who appeared in front of her was always different from the Ji Ciyan now.
Where is it?
Looking at him with a smile or calmness, she not only looked at it carefully, but also seemed to want to look into his heart at once.
Why is this female ghost here?
By the way, the female ghost was horrified.
She struggled to get away, but her hands and feet were as if they were nailed and couldn't move.
In desperation, she felt a burning sensation in her heart, which forced her to bite the tip of her tongue.
The pain suddenly brought back her true reason.
The heat in her heart became more and more obvious, just like the feeling in Ji Ciyan's heart now.
It was still the same inn.
With only one day left, Ji Ciyan looked much haggard.
In the lightless room, he sat alone in meditation.
But there was constant noise outside the door, "Ji Ciyan, where did you put our young master?"
Everyone except Ji Ciyan was standing outside the door, some with angry faces and some with anxious faces.
Zhuxueyu's men were about to break through the door with all their strength, but how could Suyu do what he wanted?
Asking for courtesy and wishes, the cold face was guarded again, blocking the ink and painting.
"You are really tolerant."
The pink light flashed, and a figure appeared behind Ji Ciyan.
Tao Zhuo looked at his sloppy appearance and shook his head.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Tao Zhuo showed a hint of displeasure on his two-dimensional face, "If you have anything to say, ask quickly, I don't have much time."
Hearing the deep meaning inside, Ji Ciyan felt the strangeness in her heart, Yaya's hoarse voice and decadent tone of "She's sick".
She didn't know who she was speaking to, but Tao Zhuo knew.
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Arrogantly, he sat on the table next to Ji Ciyan's chair, "That's not a disease, you don't know it yet."
Really, when he was a three-year-old child, in this world that had long been perverted, he really couldn't find someone to fight against.
Where are the people who are better than him?
When Ji Ciyan heard this, she opened her eyes and said, "No, that's because she's sick."
Tao Zhuo's eyes widened when he heard this, and he pointed at the tip of his nose, "If I say no, then it's not.
If you heard clearly, I've seen it, then you've been bewitched.
It's no big deal."
"She's sick" As if she had recognized this sentence, Ji Ciyan knew exactly what to say as she stared ahead.
Rolling his eyes, he came here because he had something important to do, "Yes, yes, yes, she is sick, not only has she lost her memory, but she is about to become a fool."
When she heard the word fool, Ji Ciyan felt a trace of sadness all over her body, something that made Tao Zhuo unable to help but feel sad.
Crossing his legs, he propped up his arms and looked at Ji Ciyan, "Hey, don't you want to violate my agreement with you?"
Looking at Ji Ciyan like this made him feel a sense of familiarity for no reason, "I have helped you reveal that person's true identity, do you also have to fulfill your agreement?"
There were some things that the little girl was supposed to do, but now that the little girl has lost her memory, she is even more stupid.
Maybe she would be stupid.
Fortunately, her husband is still there.
Looking at Ji Ciyan, he really admires them.
These are rare lovers in the world.
He didn't know why he was a little worried when he thought of that girl now, and he didn't know why.
"Didn't you already find someone to treat you?
I saw it on the day you went there.
That person was very likely to be treated."
You can rest assured that I will help you cure that girl.
"If you don't say anything else, it's really not an ordinary Yin evil spirit.
If it weren't for the sorcery in that girl, if it weren't for the fact that his magic power was greatly reduced now, and he still had to save the energy to find Huang Nu, and if it wasn't for the purpose of seeking revenge from Baihua Fairy, he would actually have killed that girl.
To say that Taozhuo has been trapped in the lower world for so long, he is actually not stupid, because he also knows that if he really has to deal with Baihuaxian, men will actually come much faster than women.
"No, I just can't let go."
When it comes to this, Ji Ciyan is telling the truth.
From just now, his chest has been burning, and the intertwining of various emotions has completely made his heart burn.
"Then what do you want to worry about?"
Tao Zhuo touched his chin, feeling that Ji Ciyan was doing this to negotiate for something.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－ Is there any trouble in the world?
Can our young master come back?
Sado was beaten like that.
Young Master was so angry that he vomited blood again.
Okay, today's Wuyan is still very kind and Langligelang, Wuyan is going to save the next chapter: