Chapter 968

Mo Lian struggled for a while. He shook his hand and suddenly touched Hong Lian's face. He was stunned. Suddenly, he held his face in his hands and held it in his arms and murmured, "I'm wrong, I'm wrong..."

Red lotus is frightened, then blushes, also did not struggle, so lean on his chest, listen to his heartbeat for a while.

She knew that he was not awake, and now he was confused. But only in this way can she be so close to him.

"Ink lotus, I like you, I like you since I was a child." Red lotus lowered her voice and said, "only you can hear such a voice.".

After that, she was afraid that she would be heard by Mo Lian, but fortunately, he was quiet and didn't hear anything.

I don't know why. It's a little lost. I don't want him to hear it, but he can't hear it. He's also lost.

But it doesn't matter, Moulin. We'll be together forever.

Red lotus and ink lotus never separate.

Mo Lian held her tightly. She didn't know who she was holding. She just touched a similar face, and her identity was determined subconsciously.

"Moon, moon, I'm sorry..." he said in a hoarse voice, his voice was choking. If tears could make him not so regretful, he would cry.

Red lotus Zheng for a while: "what?"

Murian murmured, "the moon..."

Red Lotus suddenly raised her head, her face was white, her eyes were unbelievable, and she cried out, "who are you calling? Who's your name? "

Disturbed by her hysterical voice, Mo Lian's chaotic consciousness seemed to come back a little. She frowned at the shouting in her ear.

Red lotus grabbed his collar and shouted, "who are you calling? I am red lotus! "

The cry of indignation burst into Mo Lian's mind in a flash. He woke up and pushed the red lotus away. He got up from the bed and stumbled out.

"Ink Lotus!" Red lotus was frightened by his action, immediately followed up, "your injury is not good, where do you want to go!"

Mo Lian didn't want to explain to him, but pushed her away and walked out stubbornly. Even if he was seriously injured, his strength was much higher than that of her. So as soon as he went out, he soon went far away.

"Ink Lotus! Where are you going? " Red lotus shouted, tears crawling all over her cheeks, thinking of the name he called in a coma, suddenly felt like a knife in her heart.

Mo Lian stumbled in the heavy rain of Qiyang city in the middle of the night, I don't know where to go, the rain wet all his clothes, bandaged wound drenched with rain, bursts of pain.

The psychedelic beast follows him in the dark, watching him walk aimlessly, block by block. Sometimes he doesn't know if he walks repeatedly, but he doesn't stop.

Growing up with him, how could a psychedelic beast not know what he was looking for?

Seeing that he was so tired and hard to support and didn't want to stop under the serious injury, the psychedelic beast couldn't help sighing and silently said to Mo Lian, "she is in the imperial palace of Xirong state."

Mo Lian looks up, with a happy expression, but she is at a loss: "the palace?"

"To the east of you," sighed the spirit beast

Mo Lian turned around without saying a word and walked slowly towards the East. The rain at her feet was splashed, one by one, like a flower blooming.