"Yes, this subordinate knows it's wrong." Lan Ling flattened his mouth and bowed his head unwillingly to admit that he was wrong. Although what Beichen Moxuan said was the truth, in the face of this young master's rival in love, he really had no good intentions. , pursed his lips, and said unhappily, "I'll go and collect some herbs to nourish the blood of the Holy Maiden first." After speaking, he disappeared in the air.
"I really can't do anything about him." Beichen Moxuan shook his head helplessly, and said with a bit of laughter, and then carefully observed the sleeping man on the bed. With a thought in his heart, he intuitively told him that this man would He is his rival, but what's with that inexplicable familiarity? Withdrew the hand on his pulse, got up, and instructed lightly, "Send him and the saint to leave in a while, the time calculation here is different from theirs, and it has been almost a month after the calculation, Tianfeng is heading there. I'm afraid it's going to be a mess."
"Yes, young master." Although Lvling really wanted to tell Beichen Moxuan to let the saint stay for a few more days, but she also understood the importance of not going back and reversed the history, then it would definitely cause a butterfly effect, prophesied The prophecy on the stone is irreversible, and no one can.
Otherwise, the surrounding scenery changed, and the green gradually receded, leaving a desolate place, with gravel all over the place, and dead trees standing tall. Leng Yetong frowned slightly, apparently not understanding why the scenery in front of her retreated. Turning around, his eyes touched a person lying on the boulder who didn't understand not far away, raised his foot, and walked over.
"Hey, Baili Liumo, wake up, this is not a place to sleep." Leng Yetong was slightly startled when he saw the man's face clearly, then reached out and patted his face, trying to wake him up. After calling for a long time, he didn't mean to wake up, he frowned slightly, raised his hand to cover his pulse, and then briefly checked his body, and said to himself in confusion, "There is no internal injury, either. There is no trauma. Why is this person not awake?"
"Woman, do you want to murder this king?" Just when Leng Yetong picked up a big stone from the side and was about to throw it straight, Baili Liumo suddenly opened his eyes, and his blue eyes looked at it with deep meaning. The man who carried the boulder in front of him.
"Scared! I thought you were dead." Leng Yetong was startled, he let go of his hands subconsciously, patted his chest with his hands to soothe his beating heart, and then seemed to remember What is it, looking at his empty hands, he said in surprise, "Huh? Why is my stone missing?"
"Woman, is this the piece on this king's chest that you're looking for?" Baili Liumo gritted his teeth, and said in a muffled voice from under the stone, "Woman, why don't you take it away? Otherwise, this king will kill you!"
"That's right, that's it! It's a good match for you, the lord, and it's a delicious hamburger to match with the one under you." Leng Yetong jumped a step away, looking at it as if watching a play Looking at the picture of Baili Liumo dancing with the boulder, he pretended to be sad, sighed, and said faintly, "Oh, my lord, you also know that I am a weak woman, how can I move such a big stone? Your lord, you still want to kill me, alas, since that's the case, how can I help you?"
"Boom!!" Baili Liumo gritted his teeth, secretly used his internal force to form a protective circle, and then smashed the big stone on his chest with his palm.