His three subordinates will arrange all these in an orderly manner.
"Master, when shall we go back?"
Aofeng asked.
It is best to let the master get out of here quickly.
In this way, he can completely forget everything that happened before.
"tomorrow… "
Jun Aohan was about to speak.
However, he had only said two words before he stopped suddenly.
It seems that subconsciously, let him shut up.
"Let's talk about it later."
Aofeng lowered his eyelids in disappointment.
In the secret room of the other courtyard.
Ye Qingli was still lying there quietly.
no breathing, no heartbeat...
It looked like a dead body.
Aoshuang looked at Lu Xuanji nervously.
Lu Xuanji spread her hands.
"Hopeless."
A person who has stopped breathing for three days can already be judged dead.
Even the gods can't save it.
"Hurry up and persuade this guy to leave. Then, I will take her body away."
"Well, that's all there is to it."
Ao Shuang was very helpless.
After Jun Aohan woke up.
It seems to be a little different from before.
Although his temperament is still indifferent, his eyes are still sharp.
Occasionally, however, he would reveal a vacant look.
It makes people feel a little... pathetic.
That feeling, like a child losing the most precious thing in his life...
Make sure to let the master get out of here quickly!
Her master is not so depressed!
The three guards spoke to Jun Aohan again.
"Master, hurry back to the northwest. Those brothers are waiting for you!"
"Yeah, if you don't go back, many things can't be dealt with at all!"
"The city lords of the six northern cities are all about to move at this moment!"
"Um… "
Jun Aohan instinctively said that he didn't want to go back.
However, he couldn't think of any reason not to go back.
Beijing...
It wasn't his place of nostalgia.
He hasn't been back for seven years.
This time, if it wasn't for the news of his mother, he would not have made this trip.
It stands to reason that he should leave this sad place quickly.
But, why in his subconscious mind, he always doesn't want to leave
"We're leaving tomorrow!"
Ao Shuang breathed a sigh of relief quietly.
Aofeng immediately made intensive arrangements and prepared to pack.
Let's go tomorrow!
In the early morning of the next day, Jun Aohan rode Gale.
A group of people came to the gate of the city.
He leaped out of the city, and when he was outside the city gate, he looked back again.
That's right, it was the city that made me very sad and disgusted.
Why is there a trace of nostalgia in my heart at this time
At this time, the sound of suona came from outside.
There is a group of people carrying the coffin to this side.
Suddenly, I don't know what happened, and then the coffin rolled to the ground.
Showing a beautiful and miserable face.
The man on the horse suddenly burst into tears.
Jun Aohan, who was about to swing the whip, suddenly froze there.
The cries were like knives, piercing his heart heavily.
Suddenly, his hand stopped in the air.
"Snapped!"
The whip fell directly to the ground.
The bottom of his heart seemed to be emptied all of a sudden.
It hurts so bad I can barely breathe...
It seems that there is a picture that is suddenly inspired from the bottom of my heart.
However, it is hazy and elusive...
The heart-piercing pain made Jun Aohan bend down in an instant.
What exactly is going on