Chapter 1153: Gan do Huanu

He looked at the face that was no longer familiar, and the tears in his eyes fell uncontrollably.
He clenched his fist and wept silently.
When he thought he really left himself, he didn't cry, but at this moment he couldn't cry by himself, as if to release all the pain in these years at once.
As if feeling something, the high priest opened his eyes narrowly.
When he saw Murong Yu crying at the bedside, his heart was inexplicable.
He sat up, said nothing, and looked at him so quietly.
Seeing him awake, Murong Yu stopped the tears instantly, he walked over and held him in his arms.
The real feeling made the tears that he had just stopped bursting out again.
I didn't expect him to hug him. He wanted to push him away, but he moved even tighter.
"Let me hug you, just a moment." Murong choked with a dumb throat.
His hoarse voice and words of prayer made his heart inexplicable. He never really wanted to be pushed away at this moment.
Murong Yan hugged him tightly, breathing his own breath, his heart was full of lost joy.
God finally gave him back to him after all, this time he never let go again, and would never leave him for a minute or a second.
Feeling his joy, the High Priest throbbed inexplicably.
Realizing what he thought, he pushed him away.
"Who are you? Why break into the Promise?"
He frowned at him, clearly asking, but he couldn't hold his heart in such a face.
His unfamiliar eyes hurt his heart, but he calmed down again quickly.
It doesn't matter if he has amnesia, as long as he is alive, so it doesn't matter, it's a big deal to start again.
"My name is Murong Ye, and I came to you on purpose." He pulled his lips stiffly, trying to make himself look gentle with a smile that he didn't use often.
"Why come to me? Do we know each other?" The high priest looked at him expressionlessly, apparently not accepting him.
Murong Ye's heart hurt again, and Lulu said sadly, "Of course we know that you forgot me."
Looking at his sad eyes, he frowned frowningly.
Murong Yan took a deep breath, held his hand, and said firmly, "But it doesn't matter, we can start again, and I will make you fall in love with me again."
Understand what, the high priest smiled evilly and teased, "Do you like me?"
"I love you!" Murong Yan looked at his eyes seriously.
In this life, next life, next life, he loves him!
Mu Rongzheng's sudden and serious confession made his heart move inexplicably again.
He looked at him for a long time, feeling that he was not joking, and raised his eyebrows evilly, "Since you like me, then I will accept you as my slave."
He looked at him proudly, as if he could be his flower slave, what a gift.
Murong froze for a moment, then remembered that Baitan just said that he likes to plant flowers now.
"Okay, I'm your flower slave."
Murong Yan looked at him petulantly, and promised him without thinking.
As long as you can be with him, let him do anything.
Outside, the beavers waited for a long time, but they did not see Murong come out, but they were a little happy for him.
Maybe Yun Shaoning recognized Murong Ye and maybe he didn't.
"This one stays, everyone else goes back."
Just when the beavers were thinking about how they would recognize each other, the room remembered the voice of the high priest.
The beavers flinched their heads, and they were spotted.
However, this person's cultivation is so high, it would be difficult to think of it.
"If you dare to break into the Promise Palace again in the future, you're welcome to blame the deity."
The lazy and leisurely voice came again, and the beavers looked at each other, tangled for a while, and flew out of the Promise Palace together.
"What does Yun Shaoning mean? In the end, he did not recognize Murong Yu." As soon as he came out of the Promise Palace, Lan Yanyu said anxiously.
The was silent for a moment and said, "That person should be Yun Shaoning. No matter whether he recognizes Murong Yu or not, he has feelings for Murong Yu, otherwise he will not be left. Murong Yu should also be voluntary left."
The crowd nodded. He was the one in love, but he didn't recognize them, but he felt Murong Ye.
The suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "Anyway, now I have at least confirmed Yun Shaoning's identity. He feels about Murong Yu, and it is a good start."
"What shall we do now?" Lan Yanyu looked at the beaver.
Beaver's smart eyes rolled around, and he smiled evilly, "Find a way to live in the Promise Palace."
In the early morning the next day, Rongrong changed into Huanu's clothes and loosened the soil in the garden.
In the garden, he saw an unexpected person.
"Uncle Bai." Murong walked up to Bai Tingxuan and looked at him in disbelief.
Bai Tingxuan frowned and looked at Murong Yue, who could not recognize him for a moment.
"I'm Luer, Murong Chan." Murong Chan looked at him anxiously.
Upon hearing the words Murong Yan, Bai Tingxuan remembered for a moment, and pulled his hand with agitation.
Knowing that he recognized himself, Murong Yu immediately rejoiced: "How come you are here? Haven't Tanuki found you yet?"
Bai Tingxuan held Mu Rongyu tightly, but he couldn't say anything he wanted to say.
"I brought it back."
The high priest came with a tray.
Murong Yan frowned and looked at the high priest, but didn't quite understand what he meant.
The high priest apparently didn't mean to explain to him either, and lowered the tray, "Come here for breakfast."
Give them a bowl of soup and a bowl of medicine, and he drank it himself.
Murong Yu and Bai Tingxuan passed together and sat down to eat.
The soup had a strange taste, but neither of them spoke, and quietly used the so-called breakfast.
"What about meals?"
Nan Fengqi walked into the small garden and frowned as she saw Murong's unfamiliar face.
Murong Yu frowned when she saw Nanfeng Qi.
"Have you ever eaten? Would you like another bowl?"
Seeing Nanfeng Qi coming, the high priest took a bowl of the medicine and passed it.
"Okay."
Nanfeng Qi sat right next to the high priest, and was about to go to the bowl, but was snatched by another.
Murong held up the bowl of Nanfeng Qi, and then poured his head up.
The crowd looked at Murong Yu strangely, but Murong Yu didn't care about it. He drank all the medicine and then put down the bowl.
The high priest froze and looked at the empty medicine cup and said, "Nothing."
"It's ok."
Nanfeng Qi gave him a gentle look, and then looked at Murong again: "Are you going to grab someone again?"
The high priest raised his eyebrows proudly. "This is not what I grabbed. He volunteered to be my flower slave."