Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort

His three men will arrange these in an orderly manner.

"Master, when will we go back?"

Aofeng asked.

It is best to let the owner leave here quickly.

In this way, he can completely forget what happened before.

"tomorrow……"

Jun Aohan was about to speak.

However, he only said two words and suddenly stopped.

Seemingly subconsciously, he shut his mouth.

"Tell me later."

The proud wind lowered his eyes in disappointment.

In the secret room of the other court.

Ye Qingli is still lying there quietly.

No breathing, no heartbeat ...

It looks like a dead body.

Ao Shuang looked nervously at Xuanji.

Lu Xuanji spread his hand.

"Hopeless."

A person whose breath has been cut off for three days can already judge her death.

Even the fairy could not be saved.

"Hurry up and persuade this guy. Then, her body, I will take it away."

"Well, that's the only way."

Aoshuang was helpless.

After Jun Aohan woke up.

It seems to be a bit different from before.

Although his temperament is still indifferent, his eyes are still sharp.

However, occasionally, he will show a blank look.

It feels a little ... pathetic.

That feeling, like a child, has lost the most precious thing in his life ...

Be sure to let the owner leave here quickly!

Her master is not so depressed!

The three escorts again addressed Jun Aohan.

"Master, hurry back to the northwest. Those brothers are waiting for you!"

"Yeah, if you don't go back, many things can't be dealt with at all!"

"The masters of the six cities in the north are all about to move!"

"Ok……"

Jun Aohan instinctively said that he didn't want to go back.

However, he could not think of any reason not to go back.

Beijing ...

It was not his place to be nostalgic.

He has not returned for seven years.

This time, if it were not for the news of the concubine, he would not go on this trip.

It stands to reason that he should quickly leave this sad ground.

But why does his subconscious mind never want to leave?

"We will leave tomorrow!"

Aoshuang was relieved quietly.

Aofeng immediately arranged in full gear, ready to pack.

Depart tomorrow!

In the early morning of the next day, Jun Aohan rode a high wind.

A group of people came to the gate of the city.

He jumped out of the city, and when he was outside the gate, he looked back again.

That's right, this city that made me sad and disgusted.

Why at this time, there will be a trace of nostalgia in the bottom of my heart?

At this time, Suona's voice came from outside.

A group of people carried the coffin to this side.

Suddenly, I don't know what happened, and then the coffin rolled to the ground.

Showing a gorgeous and sad face.

The man riding on the horse burst into tears and burst into tears.

Jun Aohan, who was about to swing his horsewhip, suddenly froze there.

A cries of crying, like a knife, stuck heavily in his heart.

Suddenly, his hand stopped in the air.

"Snapped!"

The whip fell directly to the ground.

The bottom of his heart seemed to be emptied at once.

It hurts so hard to breathe ...

As if there was a picture, it was suddenly inspired from the bottom of my heart.

However, it is hazy and elusive ...

That painful heartache made Jun Aohan bend down in an instant.

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