Chapter 1267

Feng Lianyi was not angry, but he picked up the fox and said lightly, "please come back, Mr. ink lotus."

"Medicine..." Ink lotus thought, or reach out, lying in the palm of a green medicine bottle.

The wind even wings a slow pace, the moon night looked up at his beautiful shape of the jaw, afraid that his arrogance will make him ignore the boy's good intentions, once again whisked away.

However, fortunately, he just paused a little bit, but he still held out his hand and picked up the medicine bottle. Although he didn't thank him, this move was enough to comfort Mo Lian's feeling of compensation.

At least accepted his kindness.

Being carried back to the room by Feng Lianyi, he sat down without saying a word, put aside the medicine given by ink lotus, and took out his own medicine to help her smear it on the wound.

The wound on his back felt cool for a while. The fox's eyes narrowed and he enjoyed it very much.

"If it's OK, don't get close to him." After applying the medicine, Feng Lianyi said a light sentence.

"Why?" Asked the moon night through the mouth of the little fox.

"Don't want to see you hurt." He slightly frowned, purple eyes is the real concern.

Moon night turned around and looked straight at him. "Do you hate that man?"

"What are you doing?" He said casually, his face expressionless, cleaning up the bottles and gauze.

"I have been listening to your piano, and I know that you will never forget her, nor will you forget the person who killed her." The fox's tail cocked for a while and said with a smile on the moon night.

The wind even wings slightly raised a corner of the mouth, said: "although you are smart, but this guess is wrong."

"Impossible!" the moon opened her eyes

"For ink lotus, it's more compassion than hate. He will kill Beiyue because he's under control. When he's sober, he summons Beiyue's soul back with all he has, but it's a bit wrong..."

"Evocation?" Hearing this word, the moon night was obviously shocked, and searched for his pitiful memory. "It's said that this skill is to exchange his afterlife and the rest of his life, so he is a lotus..."

The wind even wing nods, the voice is low: "so I have been persuading myself, do not hate him."

"Poor man." The moon night silently said a sentence, leaning his head, putting his face on the leg of the wind even wing, looking at his face slightly sideways with ice blue eyes, "the wind even wing, I have never understood, like you like a person, what is the feeling? Will it be too tired? "

The wind even smiles: "tired? If she is here, I wish time would stop forever. "

"And in her absence?" On the night of the moon, he asked abruptly. Suddenly, he saw his lavender eyes, flashed a sharp color of pain, and then he was shocked that he seemed to have said something wrong. He was trying to remedy it, but heard him speak slowly.

"I often ask myself, why can I survive without her world?" His hands caressed the soft hair on the fox's head, and his voice was so low that only he and she could hear it.

In the seal of the moon night, suddenly feel that does not exist in the heart, mercilessly pumping pain for a while.

In the dead of the night, the wind even thought she was asleep, and he went back to the room to rest. The little fox lay down in silence for a while, and then quietly went out of the window.