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Chapter 60 Persecution

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    That figure is like a dream or an illusion, and it makes people mesmerized by seeing it directly.

    "Qianling" Luo Jiujiang murmured, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it in vain, but only managed to hold it empty in the black dust all over the sky.

    A handful of air fluttered around his palm, as if his heart suddenly emptied.

    However, before Luo Jiujiang lowered his empty palm, the misty and thin figure turned around. This person looked indifferent, as if everything in the world was out of sight, just like Han Qianling himself.  He raised his eyes, and as soon as he met Luo Jiujiang's eyes, the coldness faded away like snow, and there was a clear look of smoke and fire on his face.

    He shook his arm, pulling away the black dust between the two of them, and the next moment he drove straight in, clenched Luo Jiujiang's hand that had not been let go.

    The palms of the two are touching, they are both fiery and warm, just like two hot young hearts.

    "Pull the clouds to see the sun." There was a smile on the corner of Han Qianling's lips, and his eyes were even more rare, "I caught you, my sun."

    He pulled Luo Jiujiang's arm with a little force, and Luo Jiujiang was pulled in front of him. Their shoulders bumped lightly, and they were close to each other's shoulders and necks.

    "Qianling." Luo Jiujiang murmured Han Qianling's name in a low voice, and there were more than a thousand words in his heart, but even after thousands of twists and turns, they were no more affectionate than these simple two words.

    "Why are you here?" Luo Jiujiang was not willing to let go of Han Qianling until the body temperature of the two of them was transmitted to each other through the clothes, and asked softly, "Are you trapped in this underground palace too? From our  You've been here since the separation?"

    "What a strange word." Luo Jiujiang heard Han Qianling laughing, "You go to Mr. Luo's place in the morning, does that count as separation?"

    Luo Jiujiang looked up in astonishment: "Morning? We obviously"

    He stopped in the middle of his words, as if someone had wiped white paint over his mind at the same time, and all the thoughts that came up were completely wiped out by a bucket of lime.  He swallowed in confusion, vaguely feeling that the surroundings should be covered with a layer of black smoke and dust, and each particle of dust should be as round as a grain of sand.

    But it is clearly not the black fine dust that flutters and falls around me, but deep snowflakes that are as white as waves.

    Luo Jiujiang's eyes gradually emptied, and the shadow of the world in front of him was dazedly reflected in his dark pupils, and he couldn't recall the answer to one question after racking his brains: where was he before half a stick of incense?

    Seeing him staring at the falling flowers in a daze, Han Qianling caught one falling from the branch and carefully pinned it on Luo Jiujiang's lapel.  His fingers are slender and slender, with well-defined joints, so that people can't tell whether the flower or the hand is more like jade.

    "Don't be in a daze, let's go." He tapped Luo Jiujiang on the shoulder.

    "Wait." Luo Jiujiang subconsciously said, "And brother Xie"

    Han Qianling really stopped as he said, and with a smile on his face, he asked softly, "Thank you for what?"

    Yes, thank you for what?

    The words and sentences that could be blurted out just now fell apart in an instant, and they collapsed in my mind like a slug that has been sprinkled with salt.

    "Thank you, thank you" Luo Jiujiang read this syllable blankly, changed from the usual fluent dialogue, and couldn't utter the second word clumsily.

    Even so, he still stubbornly and obstinately circled the word "Xie" repeatedly, stubbornly like a cat chasing its own short tail.

    Han Qianling has been staring at Luo Jiujiang patiently, listening to him chanting the words of thank you over and over again, his face has never shown any signs of boredom.  After a long time, he said jokingly: "Jiujiang, you don't want to thank me, do you? Why is this between you and me?"

    What he said was not so much a joke, but more like a kind of awakening.  Luo Jiujiang's eyes cleared immediately, and he thought suddenly: So I want to thank Qianling.

    But what did he want to thank Qianling for?  As soon as this question came to the fore, Han Qianling pulled his wrist and urged him softly: "Let's go, it's not good to keep second brother waiting for a long time."

    really.  Luo Jiujiang nodded, thinking in a daze, really shouldn't let the second brother wait for him, after all, the rules of the White Tiger Sect are strict, and he can only come back from the White Tiger Sect once a year No!

    "What's the matter?" Han Qianling turned his head and smiled comprehensibly, "You have been out of your mind today, and it really is Mr. Luo who trained too much yesterday and made you sick?"

    "Second brother only came back half a year ago, why is he coming home again now?" It was no different from the difficulty and stagnation when recalling just now, this memory was clear and clear in Luo Jiujiang's mind, the doubts were as big as a sieve,?? Eyes, the urge to rush for food in the blood-red eyes has not been concealed.

    Vomiting and hunger, these two completely opposite desires, can appear on Feng Xue's face at the same time.  With the cheekbone as the dividing line, the desires of the upper half of the face and the lower half of the face are completely opposite, making her face seem to be poorly stitched together of two faces, which is indescribably terrifying.

    The eyes of the subordinates behind Hua Biliu trembled slightly, and for a moment no one dared to look directly at Feng Xue's face.

    Only Hua Biliu still raised the corners of her lips, staring at Feng Xue without blinking.  He watched Feng Xue's pain, and there was a lot of excitement and malice in his eyes, "Why doesn't Big Sister eat it? Oh, I see, Big Sister thinks the meat I brought is too old."

    Hua Biliu's expression was like a vulture's for a moment, he generously gave Xiaoren half a glimmer of light, and said sweetly: "The one raised by my sister is at its sweetest time. You guys, fire up the pot,  Eldest sister is a civilized person, she doesn¡¯t like cold food, I need to ask her to taste the cooked food.¡± (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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