Chapter 2013 3.459 Soul Gathering Bell

Whether she rests or not...

It's all the same anyway.

In fact, she wasn't tired at all, and it didn't matter whether she took a break or not.

Zhou Danjin took the students back to the Anping Inn to rest, planning to have lunch together.

When Qiao Mu returned to the inn, he was pulled by Mo Lian to go back to his room to sleep.

Miss Qiao said that she is not sleepy at all now.

Although there was a lot of noise last night, she leaned on Mo Lian intermittently and slept for a while.

"I'm tired of my husband!" Mo Lian took her little hand and went upstairs.

He left behind a bunch of people who were waiting for food, and stared at their departing figures, grinding his teeth secretly.

"Waiter! Bring out something to eat if you have anything!" Qi Xuanxuan watched helplessly as the young couple left, and could only summon the waiter in the inn instead.

——My Joe’s dividing line——

Ninety thousand miles away from the border town of China

Inside the Pangu Tribe’s tent in Aurora Sand Land.

There were bursts of painful cries from women.

Holding a pen in one hand, Princess Jing put the last stroke of the flying eagle on the drawing paper. Then she raised her head, glanced at the maid standing beside her and said, "What? Hasn’t Third Miss recovered enough yet?”

Xinlan bowed to her respectfully, "It will naturally take some time for Third Miss to be reborn."

"Hi." Princess Jing sneered, threw the pen on the pen washer, and said lightly, "Her? Nirvana and rebirth? Don't be kidding Xin Lan. She is just a clown at best."

Xinlan lowered his head and said nothing.

Jing Linyao had no intention of continuing to ask. She opened the curtain with one hand and strode out, "Follow me and have a look."

Her tent is not close to the third lady Jing Minyao's tent.

When Jing Linyao walked over slowly, she happened to see Wang Limeng carrying a food box and walking towards her with a bumpy step.

When Wang Limeng saw Jing Linyao, she immediately bit her lips and secretly covered up the trace of hatred in her eyes.

With a smile on her face, she nodded towards Jing Linyao and said, "Princess, are you here to see San'er?"

Jing Linyao smiled and nodded without saying anything, and stepped into Jing Minyao's tent.

At a glance, he saw Jing Minyao, who was as thin as a skinny monkey, lying on the bed, her eyes fixed on Jing Linyao as she crossed the threshold.

"Are you here to see my joke?" Jing Minyao opened her mouth, her voice hoarse.

She wanted to slap the bed underneath her vigorously, but now she didn't even have the strength to lift her hands and slap it.

Jing Linyao suppressed the smile in her eyes, looked at the stupid and fearless sister in front of her, and said lightly, "Third sister, I advise you to be less angry. This Soul Gathering Bell finally gathered your soul. , so that you can open your eyes again. You have to cherish it."

"You!" Jing Minyao was trembling with anger, "You! If you hadn't designed to frame me, would I have ended up in such a miserable end?"

Jing Linyao pursed her lips and snickered, "Third sister, what you said is wrong. The eldest sister came here to check on your physical condition with good intentions. Why do you bite people when you catch them?"

"Get out of here!" Jing Minyao struggled to throw the empty porcelain bowl on the bedside.

However, she couldn't muster the slightest strength, her head tilted and she fell heavily on the bed.

Jing Linyao's eyes flashed slightly.