Chapter 4282 5.0034 Heartless

"My name is Qingxuexue, and your name is Sikong Fuling. The injury is quite serious. If you don't apply the medicine to remove the scar, you won't be able to see it in the future." That little girl was born to be familiar. Putting medicine on Sikong Fuling, he kept mumbling.

Sikong Fuling just stared at the face paralyzed opposite in silence.

Qing Xuexue's eyes also turned to the little princess, with a bitter little face, hesitating for a long time, but she opened her mouth with a bit of joy, "This girl with facial paralysis, you... Very. As women, how can we be so ruthless and cruel to the beautiful man? This is not right."

The Feng people looked at the little girl who was about the same age as Qiao Mu with the eyes of Qi Hua.

The corners of Mu Xingchen's mouth twitched slightly, selectively ignoring the three words "beautiful man" that Qing Xuexue said.

In this alluring female country, shouldn't everything from the queen to the people be so bizarre?

Qiao Mu ignored Qing Xuexue from beginning to end, making the girl feel a little frustrated.

"Qiao Mu, if you don't dare to dream, I naturally can't force you." Sikong Fuling looked at her and said in a low voice, "But when you practiced in the Profound Beast Forest that day, you lost all your senses and lost your memory. Qingluan was always with you. You are around, he knows a lot of things, you call him out, and you know it when you ask..."

Qiao Mu looked at Sikong Fuling in front of him very coldly, his fingers tightly gripping the hilt of the Thunder Sword.

She was trying her best to suppress the churning emotions in her heart, and it was almost suppressed to the limit at this time.

"That's why you saw me today?"

In fact, the last time he was in Fengmu Forest, Sikong Fuling wanted to find a chance to find her, but unfortunately... by accident, he never met Qiao Mu at all.

"Yes." Long Hui Sikong Fuling nodded, "If you are willing to come with me..."

Before she could finish her words, what responded to her was the power of Little Facial Paralysis who mercilessly raised his sword and swept away.

The mighty sword energy was approaching Sikong Fuling.

Everyone present was startled.

A lot of onlookers, the people who eat melons in the Allure Girl Country, retreated like a tide.

Watching the small-face paralyzed sword fall, Sikong Fuling opened a foot-wide crack in front of him.

"Holy maiden." A dozen or so demon disciples rushed forward, supporting Sikong Fuling's body that was retreating steadily.

Qi Qi looked up in the direction of Qiao Mu.

"Let's go." Qiao Mu glanced at them coldly, reached out and tugged Mo Lian's sleeve, and without saying a word, took the group behind him and turned away.

"Hey, aunt, this girl?" Qing Xuexue stopped after a few steps, and looked at Qiao Mu and his party with regret and left without looking back.

Oh, it's not going to be fun so soon, right?

She turned her head to look in the direction of Sikong Fuling, her eyes twitched.

Just as he was about to walk up to Sikong Fuling, two women, sweating profusely, suddenly squeezed out of the crowd.

The two hurriedly grabbed her hand, dragged her and ran away, "Princess, why are you here again? Go back, something happened in the house."

"What's the fuss about?" Qing Xuexue whispered, and followed the two female officials obediently away.

Meng Meiyou breathed a sigh of relief, walked to Sikong Fuling's side, and said with a sullen face, "You were too reckless just now."

"What do you know?" Sikong Fuling glanced at her with a neutral expression, "She can cure eldest brother's illness."

Meng Meiyou was stunned for a moment, and then said, "But the leader is far away in Wangchuan at this time..."