Chapter 308: Quebec World (1)

In the three minutes that the teleportation reminder was turned on, Wu Minyu finally remembered all her previous thoughts. She hugged this man with Xuanyuan Yueming's face, but with a completely different king proudly.
Her feelings for this person are really complicated. She loves this person, and at the same time she hates it. The more she loves, the more she complains.
Reach out and touch the other person's familiar face, actually forgetting is not necessarily a bad thing, is it?
If you hadn't forgotten, you would never have the guts to approach her, how would you know that the strong woman has a fragile and soft heart!
Yourself! It's really useless. You can never refuse this person, let alone hurt.
"Xuanyuan Yueming, I love you." Wu Yanyu kissed Xuanyuan Yueming's rare, sparsely opened lips almost religiously.
"Although I don't know what human love is, I will be happy to see you happy, I will be angry to see you sad, I will be angry to see you being good to others ... you are different to me "Xuanyuan Yueming didn't know how to organize her speech.
She really doesn't know what love is!
But looking at Wu Yiyu's unprecedented leak of truth, she felt that she should not be disappointed, but what was the right thing to do!
"I understand." Wu Yanyu's smile was purely meaningless, just a smile.
This clean and pure smile made Xuanyuan Yueming have the illusion that this person actually sees through his heart.
The metal sound in Wu Yanyu's mind that belongs to the passer by work number 87710615 has entered the countdown of transmission.
"Say sorry for me and Yang Chen and Yan Chen." Wu Yiyu's mouth smiled slightly, with a touch of sadness and petting.
Xuanyuan Yueming only felt a wave of space aura, and the person in her arms closed her eyes and fell asleep.
She thought that it was just the fluctuation caused by the passing person, and didn't put it in her heart, but she didn't know that at that moment, the soul in this body had been replaced with the soul of the original grave robber.
And the soul she had entrusted her feelings had left.
Here Xuanyuan Yueming sleeps in bed with her freshly baked young wife, and continues to make great achievements.
However, Wu Yuyu was pulled back to reality in the sound of a wooden fish.
The painful swelling in her head seemed to have forgotten something important, and she was missing something, but she couldn't remember anything.
It's just that a voice seems to be saying to himself, "Congratulations to the host for triggering the main line task, exclusive to Hua Kui."
What happened after that was not clear to Wu Yiyu, and his voice was intermittent and vague. Wu Yiyu seemed to hear it, but some did not seem to hear it.
I would like to open my eyes to see why the sound of the disturbing wooden fish does not stop, but her eyelids are heavy, as if something is pressing her eyes so that she cannot open her eyes.
"Amitabha, do n’t worry too much about the donor, I am compassionate, whisper ..." An old voice came into Wu Yanyu's ears along with the sound of wooden fish.
Wu Yanyu felt that her hair was erected, but she didn't believe in Buddha!
She thought so subconsciously, but soon she didn't understand why she thought so. Her head was empty. Although she had no memory, she knew that she shouldn't think like that. Her contradictory eyes moved, but Can't open eyes.
"The master, the quiet master is to save Mingyue from being injured. How can Mingyue not worry." A charming voice interrupted the other with anxiety and worry.
"Amitabha! The kindness of the donor." It was still the old voice, but Wu Yanyu felt that the sound was a little strange and seemed to have some ambiguity. This kindness always felt a sense of innuendo!
"Master, you also know that the mother-in-law was killed by an adulterer. The father and the emperor listened to the letter and killed them, but my dignified daughter had to drift away from the dust and make a living every day. Bullying and insulting. She is very important to me. When she was away from the palace, she snatched my cup of poison tea. Her eyes were invisible to me. This time she was caught by those people to save me. In the water. "The charming girl voice with coldness and sensation that made Wu Yuyu chill all over.
She seems to have heard something that shouldn't be heard!
I don't know if people will know if she heard this secret in the palace, will she be killed?
Maybe not! Listening to the meaning of this person, he should have a life-saving grace for her!
In the destruction of human nature, I will not want to save my life!
"Amitabha! You have a blood debt on your back, you have ambitions hidden in your weak body, too many children's private affairs will only be a burden to you. You are now in a special status, and you cannot protect yourself. How could it be that you are not a burden on others." The owner of the old voice has stopped knocking on the wooden fish, taking the meaning of the elders to teach the younger.
Is a bitter person, or an ambitious person!
Wu Yanyu thought, his fingers moved unconsciously.
The person beside her bed grasped her hand. The hand was not very soft and tender, but had thin cocoons, which seemed to be caused by long-term labor or holding something heavy.
"Host, she moved, you see, she's done it manually." The charming female voice was agitated with a loss of emotion.
"Amitabha, man has his own life number. The life number of the quiet language should not end there." The old voice sighed, but Wu Yiyu could clearly feel the helplessness and worry of the other party.
"It will take some time for her to wake up." The old voice seemed to have a good idea of ​​Wu's physical condition.
"Oh. I want to take her out of here. Her body is very weak now, and Qing Congee can't support her body at all." Holding Wu Yuyu's hand tightly, seems to want to gain strength from her.
"The cup of poisonous tea 17 years ago not only made Jingyu eyes invisible, but also lost her memory before the age of 12. And this time she was trespassed into a bamboo cage and thrown in a moat to save you, not only hurt Once you have your head, you may no longer be able to lift a heavy hand bone. Child, I am compassionate. When you could n’t protect yourself, send her here, is n’t it because she can protect her? This is your oath Have you forgotten it? "The old voice was questioning and severe.
"Host, I haven't forgotten. When I left her for you, I made an oath. In that year, I will definitely return to the palace and get back everything that belongs to me. Let those who harm my mother family, poison Those who killed my mother paid the price they deserved. I'm seated in that man's chair! "There was firmness and hatred in the charming voice.
"Since you haven't forgotten, why are you attached now. Your obsession is too deep, too much. It may not be a good thing." The old voice sounded.
"You can't protect yourself now, how to protect people." The old voice became harsh.
"The queen was also the mother of the world, virtuous and virtuous, what was the result? She didn't say that she could protect her own children, she couldn't protect herself. Now you are just a little prostitute in a green house ..." The old voice didn't speak. Talking about it, the meaning is clear enough.
A princess in a country that should be noble, has become a woman in a blue house who can pick it at will as long as she has the money. Even if it is Hua Kui, isn't it personally possible to leave a flower and a willow?
Wu Yanyu sighed, sympathized, and opened it to herself once she had saved this life. She was a monk, she did n’t hurt the ants, and she cherished the moths. It was normal. But why does she feel so painful, uncomfortable, and uncomfortable when she thinks so!
"Master, I know what you mean. But I'm going to start a soldier soon, and I want to take her with me. She is not just a life-saving benefactor for me." The charming voice struggled with pleading and pain.
"Child, you need to know, who you are!" The old voice seemed to be a little angry.
"Master, if I were king in the future, who would still say that I am right or wrong. I am the king, you are the minister, I am the master. I have never said anything to you as a master in these years. This is the first time. Seeing your identity clearly, you are the replacement monk in my mother's year. It is the monk who replaced my mother and it is because of this that you will be the host here. "The charming girl suddenly became strong and intolerable. People question.
"Since the young master insists on this, the poor man can only die. Wait for someone to wake up and leave!" After a heavy sigh, the voice of the old man said this, and then the sound of opening and closing the door.
"Yu Yu, it ’s better to forget. In this way, you will not be bothered by Qian Chen. Without the past, we can create present and future memories together. You have always been a blank piece of paper, so you are clean and pure. How can I be willing to let go of you and leave alone. Maybe we will have a harder time, but with you around, I always feel at ease, just like in the palace, you have all kinds of methods Make me happy. It's a pity that you can't see anything now, and read the scriptures here all day long, and people are quiet. After all, I'm sorry! "The charming voice is full of sorrow and self-blame, bitterness, fatigue, helplessness, pain ... ...
Wu Yanyu wanted to return to hold each other's hand and comfort the sad person who had settled in her world, but she couldn't.
Although she was conscious, her body was not completely awake.
Just listening to the other person talking, her heart felt like someone was stabbing with a knife, stabbing, stabbing, she couldn't help herself.
This man obviously didn't have any moving words, but he was not only moved but also distressed.
Distressed by this person ’s experience, distressed by this person ’s pain, distressed by this person ’s strength, and even more distressed by this person ’s desire for tenderness, but he has to let himself be indifferent to reject the good of others, only one person is suffering in his own world Survive ...
The author has something to say: This chapter has been modified many times.
I am so uncomfortable writing.
December 17, 2017 21:43:48
Lin Zi named the nun for Hua Kui, but I really couldn't write her routine, so I just followed my preference.