Chapter 2063 Seriously Injured Emperor Beiming

Although Yun Chujiu is not interested in this hypocritical banquet, but if she has a gift to receive it, she is interested!

Now that Yun Chujiu is a popular man of the Mo family, naturally many people flatter him.

Even Mo Peng and others did not dare to neglect, the birthday gifts they gave were very precious, and it was a joy to receive the gifts.

At the end of the banquet, Yun Chujiu returned to Ting He Xuan on the excuse of being a little tired.

This guy sat on the bed, counted the gifts he received, and couldn't help but close his mouth with joy. It would be great if he could have ten or eight birthdays a year.

Full, warm, thinking about what, this guy misses Emperor Beiming!

However, she knew that Di Beiming's situation was in danger, and she didn't dare to send a sounding sign to distract Di Beiming's attention, so she had to take out Di Beiming's portrait to explain the pain of lovesickness.

However, this portrait is a bit special, um, the Emperor Beiming above is not wearing clothes.

This guy was drooling when he saw it, he almost went up to kiss it, and muttered while watching, "Dogtail! You idiot! It's all your fault, if it wasn't for you, maybe I would have eaten the little white face long ago. Now The little white face will make soy sauce!"

The strange grass in the dantian curled up its leaves, and it knew that the curse every few days was about to start again! There's no way, it's guilty of being a thief, and can only let Yun Chujiu scold, scold it, just get used to it, if you don't hear the little girl's swearing for many days, what's the point of feeling that it's lacking!

In a dark cave, Di Beiming was sitting on a stone wall covered in blood. Although he had eaten a lot of hemostatic pills, the injury was too severe this time. It has been two days and two days. At night, it still hasn't recovered. If it is delayed any longer, I'm afraid those people will catch up.

Di Beiming rested with his eyes closed, and suddenly remembered that today was the ninth day of the seventh lunar month. He laboriously took out the sound transmission talisman and poured his divine sense into it: "Xiao Jiu, happy birthday."

Yun Chujiu was drooling over the portrait of Emperor Beiming, and when he saw that it was the sound transmission symbol sent by Emperor Beiming, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

When this guy heard Di Beiming's words, he couldn't help but cocked the corners of his mouth, and Xiao Bailian still remembered my birthday, it's very caring!

"Male god, I miss you, you have to pay attention to your body! Don't be so stubborn, you have to give up when you should be shameless."

When Emperor Beiming heard Yun Chujiu's words, his original cold expression softened: "Well, I see, you rest early, and I will see you when I have time."

"Okay, come on, boo one!"

Yun Chujiu thought that Di Beiming would return her an "um" at most, but what he didn't expect was that Di Beiming's low voice came from the sound transmission symbol: "Xiao Jiu, I miss you too, you take care."

Yun Chujiu couldn't believe it, Xiao Bailian was enlightened?

This guy listened to it over and over several times, and then happily rolled on the bed several times. She felt that this was the best birthday present she had ever received.

On the other side, Emperor Beiming felt dizzy and didn't even have the strength to put the sound transmission talisman into the storage ring again, so he fainted while holding the sound transmission talisman.

Yun Chujiu on the other side rolled happily for a while, then suddenly sat up.

Huh? Something seems to be wrong. Xiao Bailian's words don't seem like sweet words. Why does it feel like he is explaining his last words? Did she think too much, or did something really happen to Xiaobailian?

Yun Chujiu's heart was tense, and she quickly took out the voice sign: "Male god, are you alright?"

After a while, the sound transmission symbol did not respond, and Yun Chujiu panicked.