Zongling Biography

Chapter 152
Qiu An stretched out her hand to shake Chunman's hand, but she immediately withdrew it halfway, she frowned and sighed helplessly.

She even forgot that Chunman's current body couldn't bear her rushing, and she was afraid that she would be very uncomfortable tomorrow.

Chou An explained: "It's not that the Ji family has done something evil, no family can live smoothly through generations, there is no way to judge this thing, since it happened, let Sijiu face it!

You must not tell her about my coming.

I'm here to explain something to you, and on behalf of our whole family, I want to express my gratitude to the few of you who helped her tide over the difficulties!
Thank you for not giving up Sijiu and being able to accompany her all the way. "

Chunman immediately shook his head and replied: "This is what we should do, old lady, please don't take it to heart.

I will listen carefully to any entrustment you have, and I will try my best to do it. "

Qiu An approached Chunman, touched his upper lip to his lower lip, and quickly whispered something in her ear, reminding her of things to pay attention to in the future, don't let Sijiu get too stubborn, or she will go back to Ji Heng's old path.

Their relationship like sisters does not need too much sensationalism and politeness, and they understand each other in their hearts.

Chunman's expression became more and more ugly when she heard this, until long after Qiu An left, she couldn't calm down the shock just now for a long time.

how could this be?

Man, it's horrible.
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Ji Sijiu lay on the bed and looked at the carved canopy on top of the bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

The loss in her eyes could not be concealed, and her heart was filled with pain.

At this time, she suddenly hated that she could see the soul, otherwise the family could go home and have a look.

Because the medicine avoided me, I couldn't even go home in the end.

Donglai licked her face beside her, Sijiu said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go to Master!"

Dong Lai lay down beside her, the two of them closed their eyes and quickly fell asleep.

Donglai took her to the residence of King Huan, but she hesitated at the door for a long time and did not enter.

The voice of the Magic King floated in the sky, "Why don't you come in when you're here?"

Sijiu froze for a moment, then stepped in.

Huan Wang lay lazily on the couch with such a rebellious expression.

She walked over dejectedly, and Huan Wang said: "This is not a bad thing, don't worry about these things, you will meet what you should meet sooner or later."

He was referring to the fact that they didn't come back for the first seven days.

Sijiu nodded lightly, sitting on the cushion on the ground without saying a word.

Huan Wang sat up from the bed, stroked the folds of his robe, then got up and sat beside Sijiu.

He asked, "How's it going? How's your practice going?"

"Very well, everything is going well."

Huan Wang reached out and tapped the purple mark on her eyebrows that seemed to be nothing, and pulled out a smile, "You can do whatever you want, but don't kill people. I also know about those people last time. You can only do it after calming down." event."

"Didn't you say... Even if I smashed the sky, you would help me up?"

Huan Wang awkwardly stopped his hand in mid-air, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

When did he say that?

He thought for a few seconds, guessing that Emperor Mo should have said it.

But how did she remember?
Could her memory not be sealed?
Now is the stage when Ji Sijiu's spiritual power is rising. He doesn't want to interfere with her anymore, so he can only observe for now.

Sijiu walked to the void mirror and begged, "Master, I want to see..."

Before she could finish speaking, the Magic King interrupted her.

(End of this chapter)