Questioning 5
Take her to the dining room! Nan Yuechen gestured and instructed the shadow guard who appeared in the courtyard.
Jiuyin turned and left, and before he was about to leave the hospital, he seemed to remember something, he suddenly looked back, his dark eyes darting towards Nan Yuechen.
Raised eyebrows: "What about my gold?"
Night Wind: "..."
Ahhhhh! This power demon girl who saw money open her eyes still dared to think of her own gold!
Ye Feng fell to the ground, against her old swollen face, slapping his chest angrily: Will your conscience hurt?
"Ten days, it will definitely be served!" Nan Yue's dark eyes looked at Jiuyin, and the charming smile on her face was the same as before, but there was a hint of sweetness in it.
Anyone being watched by those stunning eyes will make his heart beat faster, but the woman in front of him appears to be blind and she cannot see! She can't see the ghostly sword's beautiful face!
It's just that there's something wrong with the aesthetics!
Ten thousand gold taels!
Indeed, Nan Yuechen might be reunited in three days, but she had a feeling that the reason why the person in front of him was still staying at the mansion was for this purpose!
I don't know why, after he woke up, she saw Jiuyin ...
What hell!
There even seems to be a voice in his heart, reminding himself all the time, holding her ... otherwise, he will regret it in the future!
After receiving the promise, Jiuyin turned and left.
In the next moment, when Jiuyin's figure completely disappeared, Nan Yuechen's face suddenly turned as cold as ice, and his aura changed in the blink of an eye, and his entire body exuded a chill from hell.
It was even more chilling than before Jiuyin arrived.
Especially the pair of eyes with just a trace of temperature, almost in an instant, the waves are dark and rising, and they are bottomless!
"Teacher...."
With the sudden change, Ye Feng swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva in shock, and there was a sense of vision that she was about to arrive.
"Where is Wushuang? Take this king to see her!"
The harsh and cold tone was different from the attitude of the previous second. Yefeng's heart trembled and there was a feeling: she must have met a false teacher.
Looking at Nan Yuechen with a cold face, Ye Feng did not dare to say anything, and quickly stood up and led Nan Yuechen to the frost-free room.
The great Buddha next to him, his beautiful face collapsed, his entire body exuded a stinging cold all the time, and the cold night wind tightened his neck.
I was caught in the mouth when I wanted to ask and did not dare to speak.
Wushuang's injuries were extremely serious and she, although she was saved overtime, she is still passed out.
The imperial medic said ... Her wrist has been broken and the veins have been lost ... The hand can no longer practice martial arts!
In the sound of the room.
Nan Yuechen was dressed in a black shirt and had a strong aura, like the king of all living beings, he looked at Wushuang lying on the bed with a condescending expression and couldn't find a trace of mercy in his eyes.
Wushuang's beautiful face did not have the slightest bit of blood, and her wrist was bandaged with wounds, and her eyebrows were furrowed, as if he was in great pain from Ruo.
The white shirt under his chest was still bloodshot, shocking.
"What about his hand?" Nan Yuechen narrowed her eyes slightly, his eyes fell on the wound on his wrist, and the voice without the slightest emotion rang out.
Wrist...
Ye Feng clenched his fingers, looked at the critically ill on the bed and said with a slightly indignant tone: "The imperial medic said, it's useless ..."
Discarded?
"Then remove the position of him. There is no waste around this king!" Nan Yue Chen Wenfang sneered, staring into Wushuang's eyes like a stranger, cold like a cold basement.
Even if she knew that this was the result, Ye Feng's heart was still refreshing.