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

Seeing Ye Qingli finally fall asleep, he stood up and gently stroked the hair on her forehead.

Then he walked out of the room.

Call the proud wind and arrange everything for tomorrow.

At this time, Ning Suqin was pacing anxiously in the room.

She just got a terrible news.

Ye Qingli is going out tomorrow!

Moreover, still go out with Jun Aohan!

Maybe, it will take three to five months to come back!

By that time, the daylily was cold!

After losing this opportunity, how can she get rid of that bitch?

She pondered for a long time.

"Qing'er, Zi'er!"

She called the two maids, and then whispered gently.

"Miss, is that really the case?"

"Go ahead!"

Soon, the two figures were quietly hidden into the night.

It didn't take long for a person to come to Ning Suqin's Fu Siyuan in secret ...

Early the next morning, Ye Qingli got up from bed.

When Xiao He was grooming her, she saw her eyes dark.

Moreover, the spirit is also very bad.

"Miss, are you okay?"

Xiao He was very worried and asked.

"You must take care of your body."

"It's okay, today I will go out to relax."

Ye Qingliqiang said with a spirit.

Her eyelids started jumping again and again.

I always feel like what will happen.

Fortunately, nothing seemed to happen.

Soon, Aofeng came in and reported that he had arranged everything.

Ye Qingli, please go out.

The gorgeous carriage stopped at the door.

Ye Qingli walked out slowly.

through!through!through!

Her heart suddenly began to jump.

Every step of his own footsteps sounded like he heard them very clearly.

Ye Qingli now has a top-heavy feeling.

The fluttering image is in the clouds.

It seems that the entire body no longer belongs to itself.

Moreover, in the distance, there was a rumbling voice.

It seems to be a very special musical instrument.

That kind of sound like a gong.

It made her feel very uncomfortable.

Jun Aohan patted her shoulder, then frowned.

"what sound?"

Aofeng frowned.

"It seems that it is from the Fuyuan."

In Jun Aohan's eyes, a cold flash suddenly flashed.

He turned his head.

Very tenderly asked Ye Qingli.

"not comfortable?"

"Fortunately ..."

Ye Qingli held the temple with his hand.

She didn't feel anything strange physically.

However, I just felt that there was an uneasy feeling all over my body.

The heart seems to be jumping out of the chest.

Suddenly, she felt a terrified feeling in her heart.

She grabbed Jun Aohan's hand hard.

"Closer to me."

At this time, it seems that only staying next to this man.

She will feel at ease.

It never appeared on her face, this lonely and helpless look.

Let Jun Aohan see his heart is about to shatter.

He shook Ye Qingli's hand hard.

"You wait for me for a minute."

Then, his figure flashed and disappeared instantly.

At this time, in the Fuyuan.

Ning Suqin's bedroom.

Tian Cheng was casting a spell there at this time.

He looked very serious.

Two hands stretched out over his chest.

In front of him, there was an altar.

A large incense with thick arms is inserted.

The green smoke curled up and kept rising.

Next to him, there is a small bronze bell.

Carved with various hollow patterns.