Enchantress Amongst Alchemists: Ghost King’s Wife

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"Dispose me?" A sudden sigh, can not help but laugh, "Ha ha ha, you have the ability to go to the dean to sue me, I absolutely welcome you! Come, give the old man a guest!"

When you see the dean, who will favor you!

"You..." Wu Yi's face changed, and the stunned shocked the blouse. After blinking, he turned and left.

Looking at the back of the old man, Shen is unsatisfactory, the whole person has a feeling of enthusiasm, for a long time has not been so refreshing.

Wu Yi, just because you guys who are unclear, want to fight with me? Wash and sleep!

He calmly laughed and let the people in Dantang face doubts. This old guy should not be fooled by Wu Yi? Also said that if the supply is broken, is it not afraid that the dean will blame it?

Everyone shook his head, and the old man who didn’t know was drawing something...

On the moon, the tip of the willows, the night is like water, a silver robe is swaying in the night sky, and when it crosses the sky, it brings a burst of silver.

The young man is hung down, and the handsome face is no longer the lazy state. The black scorpion stares at the woman who meditates in the house. The black scorpion has an attachment color.

"The man should be back."

He looked up at the quiet night sky, a smile on his lips, a reunion, how long did he wait for the day? How many days and nights? Even in the slumber of the millennium, what appeared in the dream is the two faces that he could not forget for a lifetime.

Unfortunately, there are them in his memory, and these two people have long forgotten the entanglements of past lives.

Also forgot him...

The heart of Zi Qianjing suddenly screamed, and the cruel fragments reappeared in his mind. He couldn’t help but bend down, and there was a pain in his face.

"Jinger, are you injured?"

Suddenly, a pair of warm hands rested on his hands, and the voice of the woman’s concern came from the front. The voice seemed to be separated for centuries, and his heart was warmed up.

"I am fine."

Zi Qianjing shook his head. He lifted his pale face. In the night wind, the slender figure was so thin and thin, lonely and sad.

I don't know why, seeing such a purple scene, Mu Ruyue's heart slightly hurts, and tightly grasped his cold hand.

As the saying goes, mother and child are connected to each other, even if there is no previous memory, the connection from the soul will not change...

"Jinger, I think, we seem to know." Mu Ruyue carefully looked at the boy in front of him, his eyes swaying with strange luster.

At this moment, Zi Qianjing almost wanted to put all the things out, but when I got to the mouth, I couldn’t say anything.

He didn't know if she would believe her own words. Was she going to be a madman and stay away from him after she said these words, or scared her? After all, there are things that are too ridiculous.

Who can believe this?

Purple Qianjing is really scared.

When she was caught by Zifeng, she was not afraid. She was not afraid when she cut her hands and feet, but now he is really scared, as if he had faced the scene where his parents were ashes under the thunder.

"You... can you hug me?" Zi Qianjing looked at the stunning woman in front of her, and her eyes were full of hopes. "You are really like my mother. She left me with my father when I was very young." Going, seeing you, I don’t feel another kind feeling, so can you hug me?"