Chapter 641 Can You Take Me?

When Yuwen Ximing was chasing after him, he saw a vast expanse of white in front of him, as if being blocked by something.

Poor Yuwen Ximing and the others, in this white phantom formation, they waited for three days to wait until the white fog dissipated, and collectively limped back to Tianzhu City.

The person who created the white fog was naturally Qin Molin.

Qin Molin's shot, how could it be as simple as Bai Wu?

After the white fog dissipated, Qin Shiyi was waiting for them.

The task Qin Shiyi received was to break one leg by one person.

But when performing the task, Qin Shiyi was tangled: "The lord said to interrupt your legs, but he didn't order to interrupt the left leg or the right leg, so I could only interrupt both of them. Go back and take it slowly. "

After a bang, the legs that should have been broken were broken.

Fortunately, Qin Shiyi's actions were measured, such a fracture would hurt for a while, but it was easy to heal.

"It's done!" Qin Shiyi clapped his hands, glanced in the direction of Ningzhou City with nostalgia, gritted his teeth, and continued to chase Qin Molin away.

No matter how delicious Yunxiang's food is, he is still Qin Molin's person.

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As for Qin Molin himself, he had already chased Feng Xingying one step ahead, and looked at her quietly from the air.

He didn't want to be disturbed by anyone, and there was a strange aura around him, wrapping him and Feng Xingying in it. People passing by could only see a tornado, but not the two people in the tornado.

He said nothing,

He just hangs quietly in the air, with a long black cloak in black, uninhibitedly scattered behind his head, let the wind blow away, without disturbing his shocking face.

Such Qin Molin is as beautiful as a painting.

It's just that his face that was supposed to be evil, charming and handsome, has a few traces of indescribable expression.

Yes, lament?

No matter how you look at it, it's a little bit, resentful woman face?

This is the first time Feng Xingying has seen such a cold, arrogant and handsome face of a resentful woman.

Feng Xingying was a little helpless to see him, so he could only speak first: "Have you recovered your memory?"

She is Feng Xingying now. She doesn't use men's clothes, she looks like women's clothes. It stands to reason that he shouldn't know her. He should know the sunshine boy who called him Brother Qin and Ye Xing.

"Have you found out?" Qin Molin's lips were slightly raised, and his eyes were fixed on Feng Xingying, for fear that she would suddenly escape.

"Yeah." Feng Xingying nodded, with a hint of calmness on the corner of his lips.

"when?"

"Three days ago, I felt a little bit. Then I slowly confirmed it." Feng Xingying was very honest: "I am a doctor, and I can see more things than ordinary people."

If it wasn't for Qin Molin's recovery of her memory, how could she leave with confidence.

After her man lost his memory, can she rest assured that he will be kidnapped? Feng Xingying is not that kind!

It was only now that Qin Molin's memory had recovered at least half, she left with confidence.

Speechless at this time.

Quiet.

The lasting silence continued to spread around the two of them.

It seems that space and time are condensed in this quiet atmosphere.

"If you're leaving, can you take me with you?"

Qin Molin spoke suddenly, and there was a hint of grievance and helplessness in his voice.

I have to say that such an expression, which appeared on Qin Molin, who was always cold and arrogant, was a bit real, not real, but it hurt people's hearts.

He even made such a helpless voice.

The current Qin Molin is no longer the aloof king Leng, but more like an abandoned child.

His eyes, his voice, all make people feel soft.

At this time, in his eyes, there was only Feng Xingying.

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