Chapter 340: he didn't want her to worry

Seeing the thirteenth emperor again, Feng Yin and others are excited, but the thirteenth is not the meaning of the old, cold and ice, said, "Follow me!" After holding the small feathers, the hands are tight, stepping on the water Leave.
After leaving this sea area, everyone found the exit from one side and successfully reached the ground. At this time, all the talents were relieved.
Only thirteen did not mean to stay, once again cold voice: "Returning from the country."
Then continue to hurry up with a small feather.
Feng Yin and the dark eagle look at each other, one person chasing the master of the house, one person carrying the rice snow marks also chased the past.
Hua Yuman thinks that the expression of Thirteen is a little scary. She does not dare to move, and she is afraid of his hard work, so he presses his hand on his heart and transmits his spiritual power to him.
"Distance, do you want to let me go down?"
"Don't!" Liyang refused without thinking, and the tone was a bit harsh, losing the gentleness and tenderness of the weekdays.
Hua Yuman knew that he was because the Fengmian ink was angry, so she didn't say anything more, quietly licking his neck, letting him shuttle through the night.
At noon the next day, they finally returned to the city. Thirteen small feathers were hugged into the hot spring pool. Only then did they get into the water for a while, and they madly wanted her, as if they were never ending.
At the beginning, Hua Yuman tried to satisfy him and comfort his emotions, but at the end, she cried because of the pain, and then Thirteen seemed to wake up.
"Little feathers, sorry... sorry..."
He kissed her tears and blamed herself!
"Sun, you tell me, what's wrong with you?" Hua Yuman worried and feared, and his heart was still inexplicably wronged.
Regarding the black man, she really didn't know what was going on. She didn't understand why she would say that strange thing at the time. Even she knew that he was Feng Mingmo.
With the same name, Feng, is it difficult for him to be a Feng nationality?
"Little feathers, nothing, I am just jealous, I don't like you to be good to other men."
"Yeah. I am not good to others!" She bit her lower lip and caressed the face of Thirteen. Her heart also raised a complex emotion, self-blame, and nothing else.
Thirteen seemed to be comforted, holding a small feather back to the room, and after she fell asleep with him, he got up again.
Outside the door, the brightest people who had just returned from the middle of the road were outside the door. When they saw their own masters, they immediately fell down. "master!"
"Get up!" The thirteenth look is cold to the extreme, and has never been seen by Feng Yin and the Dark Soul.
Hesitated for a moment, and before the main teacher asked, he replied: "The rice snow marks have been awake, but the consciousness is still unclear. There is a blind spot in memory. It seems to be a bit silly, so I have to nurse it for a while."
"Well. I have something to leave for a day and a night, and all of you are outside, you can't let the little feathers leave the palace, and you can't let any strangers come in, you know?"
"Yes!" Several people responded in unison.
When Hua Yuman woke up, it was already in the evening, because she had a backache after she got up, so she fixed it herself before she got up.
When I dressed up and opened the door, I found out that there were many people outside the station or standing, even the green and silver peaches were outside, and everyone did not say anything, as if they were afraid of her sleep.
Hua Yuman frowned. "What are you doing here?"
Silver peaches came forward and explained: "Everyone is worried about Miss, Miss, have you slept for so long, hungry?"
Hua Yuman nodded. "Go to the end point and eat it! What about the divorced person?"
Because I didn't see him when I woke up, I asked intuitively.
Feng Yin said: "The master has gone to work and will come back tomorrow evening."
Hua Yuman stunned and suddenly sighed, why didn't he personally say it to himself!
She moved her muscles and waited for the silver peach and the green to eat. She sat directly on the stone table in the yard and ate.
While eating, she looked out of the hospital. After eating, she glanced at the fascination of staying away. "You are all guarding what I am doing. You are not going back to accompany Tingting? What about her?"
The ignorant answer was: "She was sleepy today, fell asleep, said she didn't want to see me, I am here to stay!"
"Are you still quarreling? Silver peach, you will call Tingting to accompany me."
Hua Yuman wanted to help them reconcile, but it was absolutely blunt to refuse. "Let her rest for a day. Madame, if you feel bored, I will let her come tomorrow."
"Yeah." Hua Yuman didn't insist on it, only woke up, and now can't sleep, so she went back to the room to practice for a while, but after an hour she came out again.
Everyone is still sitting outside, some are playing quietly, some are watching, the two of the silver peaches are embroidering and spending time, and the courtyard is quiet and detailed, but Hua Yuman feels somewhat depressed.
She is not stupid, and she suddenly wants to understand why they are kept outside the door. It should be that the sun is telling them, afraid of leaving, or something.
Thinking of this, her heart was a little annoyed, and she didn't want a group of people outside the door to be punished for her, so she continued to practice with depression.
At first, because she was upset, she was always out of the situation. Slowly, she actually reached the realm of ecstasy. In order to pass the time, she reviewed all the spiritual powers of her own society. What surprised her was that This time she can clearly realize that her body is full of spiritual power, and all spiritual powers seem to have been pointed out by what power, more pure and powerful than the original.
The time passed a little. She practiced from the night until the next night. When she returned to the thirteenth, she opened the door and gently called her. She only returned to God and stopped practicing.
"How can I not eat all day?" Thirteen took the small feather into her arms, her fingers interspersed with her hair, and carefully brushed her long hair with her fingers. Suddenly, he was slightly cold, but Very useful hand, caressing her eyebrows, all the eyes are sad and distressed.
Hua Yuman took his hand and pulled it from his own side. Some grievances said: "No one is accompanying me to eat, I am bored alone."
It was only a day that I didn’t see it. Why did she think that she had not seen him for a long time?
His eyebrows are still the same, but she always feels that something has changed. What is it? She doesn't understand.
"I will accompany you to eat!"
Thirteen pairs of phoenixes outside the road: "The end of the meal will be warm, and my wife and I will come over."
"Yes!"
After the phoenix walked away, thirteen replaced the small feathers and then gently took her hand to go outside.
Hua Yuman did not want to ask, but finally did not hold back. "From the sun, where have you been going all day?"
Thirteen scorned her head, "Go to the underground mausoleum, but also to practice, I want to protect the small feathers, so be stronger!"
"Is it stressing you again?" Hua Yuman looked at him with a distressed look. She knew that it was because of Feng Mingmo, because he easily pulled her from the thirteen arms that day.
In fact, she also has some unreasonable feelings. It is obvious that her own spiritual power is not weak. The martial arts of the sun is at the peak of the peak, but the Fengmian ink...
The Fengmian ink seems to be higher than them. Why?
"Stupid girl, don't think too much. Not because of you. Men, always pursue a higher level of martial arts." He did not want her to worry.
He went to the inheritance of the emperor's mausoleum. In that place, only the emperors who had passed the ancestors could go once. Inheriting the ancient and spiritual powers, it is necessary to look at the individual. In order not to let the small feathers of the Netherland be taken again, He must be stronger, so he went to see the father, made a promise, went to the underground mausoleum...
Although he said so, Hua Yuman did not believe it, but he could not bear to be embarrassed. She did not ask again.
"I want to go to the Feng nationality." Hesitated, Hua Yuman said his own plan.
She wants to confirm whether her own guess is correct.
Thirteen sighed and kissed her cheek. "You don't have to go, they won't know that person exists."
"Sun, I..."
"Little feathers, I know what you are guessing, what you want to do, just, please believe me, don't go. I won't let bad things happen again." The body of the eleventh trembled, like Full of uneasiness.
Hua Yuman didn't say anything anymore, but he felt that the thirteenth was very abnormal.
The two went to the warmer, and watched the stars while eating. No, or Hua Yuman was watching the stars. Thirteen was watching her, and her eyes were not looking at her, as if she was gone.
They have been eating for a long time for a meal.
Before going to sleep, thirteen pairs of small feathers said: "You sleep first, and at night I have to digest the absorbed power, to be late."
"I help you!" Hua Yuman insisted on using his own spiritual power to help him purify the power inside the body, but thirteen refused.
"Oh, obedient. The strength I get is very strong, and it will hurt you if you accidentally. When you wake up, I must be by your side."
"That's okay!" With the assurance of thirteen, Hua Yuman closed his eyes and went to sleep.
After hearing the even sound of the small feathers, thirteen licked her for the corner and then left.
He didn't know. When he left, Hua Yuman opened his eyes and quickly sat up and put on his clothes. After a while, he opened the door.
She went to the door of the green house and asked a question, "Where is the sun gone?"
"Miss, the next man left the direction of the Kowloon Tower."
"Yeah." Hua Yuman lightly slammed, and the figure flashed, and the person left.
Liyang, what are you going to the Jiuyi Tower?
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