Chapter 1113: oh, my sick Jiao 65

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He must have noticed something to kill him.
Xuan also became more and more determined.
In the end, he decided to end up with Hua Wu Qing!
If Xuan had also seen Hua Wuqing and Hua Wuqing hadn't had Su Yan by her side one day earlier.
Not only does he not have to die, he can easily kill someone he dreams of.
Just because.
If it were today.
Standing opposite was no longer a silly little beauty.
It was one who restored his memories and made the people in the rivers and lakes stunned, without spending any money.
Snorted.
Xuan also raised her arm and kept standing there.
A hand passed through his chest, and his heart stopped beating instantly.
Tick-tick-tick-tick, blood fell to the ground along the hand of the flower without tilt.
He looked at his hands.
Looked at Su Yan holding him again.
For the first time, he regretted killing.
Because he knew he couldn't hide her.
In the future, you can't pretend to have amnesia and let her hug him.
The sound of screams rang all around.
The room didn't know when to retire early.
Only he and Su Yan were left.
Su Shi stood at the door.
He didn't step into the room.
Xiaohong
"His hiss?"
Will that person hurt the smoke?
Su Shi
"do not know"
Although he didn't know, he didn't come forward.
Probably the trust that travels through so many worlds.
Every time the smoker cares, she will not make her sad.
And she is strong enough.
You can make Su Shi patiently stand here, waiting for the people in the room to work out a result.
Xuan also fell to the ground.
Blood left a place.
Together with the blood falling from Su Shi's fingertips, bright red liquid flows over the feet.
Su Yan looked at the flowers without tilting,
"You regained memory"
Flowers without a response
"Yep"
Between talking and talking, I don't know why, Hua Wuqing has a feeling of emptyness in his heart.
It's like something is missing.
He likes her hugging him.
But the one holding his hand was already hanging down.
She speaks
"No flowers?"
She seemed to confirm and asked the exit.
He answered
"Yep"
I never felt bad about my name before.
Now he kind of wants to change his name.
Replace it with a name that no one else has heard.
In this way, Yan Yan will not hear about him from other people's mouth.
Just when the two were quiet.
A figure flew in.
It's shadow.
He is on one knee
"Subordinates respect the Lord Islam."
Ying is now a little excited.
After all, his leader's memory finally came back.
Never do the kind of silliness that leaves his subordinates invisible.
This group of people dare to wear big red flowers on the head of the leader while the leader is silly.
Now, he wants to see who dares!
Flowers without tilting eyelids drooping.
Dark eyelashes flutter.
He stood there for a while.
Still quiet.
Yan Yan will not keep him.
He's not the fool who can coquettish and cry.
He speaks
"go back."
After that, his figure flashed.
No one could see how he left.
I just felt that a gust of wind had passed, and people had disappeared.
Su Yan stood there, lowering his head, looking at the dead Xuan Ye.
Xiaohua couldn't help but speak out
"Host, why don't you stop the male lord?"
"He will go back sooner or later."
Su Yan answered lightly.
Because he knew he was leaving sooner or later, there was no stopping him.
Xiaohua couldn't help it
"Then, host, you ca n’t restore memory because of the male lord, you do n’t want him.