Xiao Xi turned around, and when she came down from the stage, Lan Haojie's few people were gone. Is this because she was afraid of using her way to cure others?Let him kneel on the ground in front of everyone to learn how to bark?

Xiao Xi thought that was what she planned. They thought that the shameless method was good for them.

It's a pity to run away.

It doesn't matter, unless Lan Haojie never appears in front of her, sees her and sneaks around like a mouse, otherwise, she will get back the debt owed today.

"Xi'er..." A mellow sound like the strings pulsing, sounded beside Xiao Xi.

"Thank you, my son." Xiao Xi turned around, thanking Nangong Yuan for his help, and at the same time he met his extremely beautiful black eyes, and Xiao Xi's heart suddenly shuddered.

What kind of eyes are these?Containing too many emotions, rejoicing, missing, heartache, illusion make an extremely complex look, looking at her.

Xiao Xi saw his reflection in his eyes as if he saw his own appearance in his soul.

Her heart suddenly felt uncomfortable, and such a look made her feel colic.

It’s like eating poppy for many years. Suddenly one day, you lose your memory. You forget the smell of poppy. When it appears in your eyes again, it reminds you of the hidden poppy. Like a rainstorm, it came suddenly.

"who are you?"

Xiao Xi's delicate little face was pale, and she took a few steps back, wanting to distance herself from the "poppy" in front of her.

"Xi'er, don't you remember me?"

Nangong Yao saw her delicate face pale instantly, and his heart seemed to be gripped fiercely, and stretched out the jade white fingers, trying to give her a pulse, but she didn’t touch her sleeve yet, she was afraid Too much back.

Nangong's hands were stiff in the air, and his heart was very lost. He would rather meet again, she scolded him fiercely, and did not want her to look at him with such strange eyes.

As if, she wiped him out completely from her memory.

Xiao Xi shook her head, her heart hurt, and she said calmly, "I don't remember."

In Nangong's eyes, mist appeared, thick feather eyelashes, and roots were also moistened. Why not just feel heartache?

"You forgot me? Is this your punishment for me?"

punishment?

Xiao Xi frowned, and for some reason, intuitively told her that this man looked like a harmless man, and could not be approached.

"I don't understand what you say." Before Nangong Yuan spoke again, she said first: "Thank you just for helping me. I still have something to do. Let's take a step first."

Nangong Yao did not stop Xiao Xi, standing there looking at her back, leaving her eyes dark.

"Young Master, did you finally find Miss Xiao, just let her leave?" The night suddenly appeared next to Nangongzhuo, looking at Xiao Xi's back, her heart was very dissatisfied.

Her Majesty almost washed the palace of Nanling for her blood for her, and at any cost he inspired her.

When I arrived on this continent, I looked for her like crazy, and finally found the slave. Her heart resurrected. I firmly believed that she was not dead. I sent all the forces he could mobilize in the Nangong family.

In order to find Xiao Xi, your majesty is really crazy.

Unexpectedly, when we met again, Xiao Xi forgot his majesty so coldly...

"Can you keep her?" Nangong Yao asked suddenly.

"Nuer is in our hands, as long as he threatens with his life, Xiao Xi ..."

"Shut up." Nangong Yuan interrupted the dark night with a cold voice, frowned: "I don't want to be disgusted by her anymore."

Startled in the dark night, he closed his mouth and looked at the cold color and pain in the bottom of Nangong's eyes. The expression in the night was a little complicated, and he felt heartache for Nangong. His majesty loved Xiao Xi like this, but he didn't get any return from her. ?

The fingers in the sleeves of the dark night gradually curled up and squeezed into fists. When he was in Nanling, he had wished Xiao Xi to die for a while, thinking that after Xiao Xi died, His Majesty could be released.

But I did not expect that Xiao Xi was really "dead", and his majesty became not like his majesty, and even became similar to Feng Lingran's bloody and brutal tyrant. The difference is that Feng Lingran's brutality is everyone in the world. The bloodthirsty brutality of fear.

Nangong Yu, his blood, is dressed in a coat of immortality, something unexpected to everyone ...

This is the most terrible.

At the time of the night, I even thought that Nangong Yao would destroy the entire Nanling for Xiao Xi's death and destroy himself ...