Xue Yilan's memories are sporadic, loose and unconnected, but it can make his heart faintly hurt.

He put his fingers on Ning Xuemo's tender cheek again, and rubbed his fingertips gently on her lips: "Little girl, you asked me to find her, but I don't even know who she is ..."

He sighed quietly: "But it doesn't matter, I will find her sooner or later ... and ask her the truth. I may marry, but I will never let you go!"

He shook his head, no longer thinking about those that were missing, and took out a bunch of weird things out of that bag ...

Knives, scissors, tweezers ... all kinds of bottles and cans, and even human skin of various skin colors.

"Xiao Xuemo, you will be shocked when you wake up." He smiled lightly, his smile as a petal fluttering.

...

"Throne, I didn't find the person you said ..." After a quarter of an hour, Rong Yuetian fell from the air and shook his head apologetically. His face was a bit pale, and apparently it took a lot of effort to perform Tianyanshu.

Can't even find it with the eye surgery? !!

Han Shanyue Meimei peaked, is it that the person who always likes to wear red bags? Useless methods to walk on the road?

This man is really cunning like never before!

I do n’t know if Ning Xuemo fell on his hands ...

The heart that has always been calm is no longer calm at last, and his fingers are slowly clenched, then what method should he use to find it?

"Throne, come to Japan, and no one can escape your control. If you can't find it now, it doesn't mean you can't find it later, just find it slowly." Rong Yuetian Lan comforted him.

Han Shanyue didn't speak, her eyes were empty, she seemed to be thinking.

"This person ... is really important to you?" Rong Yuetian's gossip factor started to bubble again.

"He walked away from my waiter." Han Shanyue didn't want him to guess any more, otherwise he didn't know what to make up again.

Rong Yuetian stumbled and almost fell off the roof!

He reluctantly stood still, widening his pair of peach eyes, with a shocked expression on his face: "Why ... what ?! When did the Emperor accept the servant ?! Why don't I know? God, you never disdain these feelings Love love? "

Han Shanyue said faintly, "I want to accept your consent?"

"How can Yunxi do?" Rong Yuetian's head almost scratched his head. He even encouraged Yun Xi to pursue happiness ...

"What's the matter with her?" Han Shanyue's voice was weaker, and she raised her hand to turn off the mirror image.

Rong Yuetian Lian also knew that he was lost, and shook his spirits, "This red **** dared to walk away from the throne of the throne, and I was really impatient! I will help the throne to find ... the throne has you The portrait of the waiter? "He couldn't find Xue Yilan's whereabouts, and perhaps started looking for clues from the waiter's body.

Han Shanyue said: "It's no longer worthy of driving!" He naturally carried a portrait of Ning Xuemo on his body, but that was the portrait of her dancing. He didn't want the second person to see such a portrait.

Besides, if Xue Yilan was Yi Rong, he would definitely give Ning Xue Mo Yi Rong.

Rongyue Tianlan is useless even if you hold it open again.

He raised his hand and was about to close the snail. Rong Yuetianlan seemed to think of something, and said in a hurry: "Emperor, why don't you let Yunxi help you? The soul-searching bird she raised is looking for someone! What kind of ghost that red man looks like, it can be quickly found out ... "

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