Ranqiulan's face was white and her hands were all twisted together.

Mr. Jun's aura is very strong, and she is also a little guilty, so for a while she was confused and didn't know what to say.

She was also worried that when she spoke, she would say something wrong and expose the truth.

Jun Mohan looks at the knife in his hand, and there is something flashing in his mind.

He seems to have forgotten something.

Jun Mohan has such a feeling, but he doesn't know what he has forgotten.

Maybe he was wrong.

But this knife, he is very clear, this is his knife.

It's his mother's knife. He always carried it when he left the imperial capital.

When he is well, he can't find the knife. He can't think where he put the knife, or maybe he lost it.

He was looking for it all the time, but ran Qiulan didn't expect it.

He doesn't doubt ranqiulan, but how could she hold the knife?

In front of ranqiulan is Jun Mohan, whose face is still so serious and congealed, and whose aura is so powerful.

Ranqiulan was worried about it, so she could not resist it.

Ranqiulan jumped in a panic. "Mr. Jun, can you give me the knife first?"

Jun Mohan listens to ranqiulan's words. He looks at ranqiulan with his eyes full of charm. "Is this your knife?"

"Yes It is... No, it's a knife I found. "

There was a dark light in Jun Mo's cold eyes. He looked at the room that had just dyed Qiulan. It was also the room that Feng Sujin stayed in.

His face has changed, his eyes are bright and thoughtful. "Dye Qiulan, you won't lie. Where did you pick up this knife?"

Ranqiulan's cold and deep eyes to Shangjun Mo only feel a tremor of heart. Under such an insight, if she lies, it will only make him easier to find something.

So dye Qiulan took a deep breath and said, "it was found in the forest."

"Woods?"

Jun Mo murmured in cold, quiet look. He thought carefully, when has he been to the forest?

Jun Mohan has a headache for a while, because there are many lights and shadows in his mind, as if there are many scenes, but he can't remember clearly for a while.

Jun Mohan stared at the knife, as if it was bleeding and bloody.

Jun Mohan's hand trembled slightly, almost landing the dagger on the ground.

Ranqiulan feels that the faint breath on Junmo's cold body at this moment is actually quite frightening.

She tried to calm down and swallowed the water channel: "well, it was picked up from the woods in the back mountain. I think this knife is very strange and strange, so I'm going to put it away."

She always thought that Mr. Jun looked strange at the knife, and had a kind of monster's strange feeling.

So she didn't say throw the knife, just put it away.

Jun Mohan looks at Qiulan and says, "ah Jin, is she OK?"

"She's just gone to bed, and she'll be fine."

Jun Mohan nodded and said, "I'll take this dagger for you."

Ran Qiulan opens her mouth. Can she say no? Can she come back?

But when she saw the cold look of Jun Mo, she couldn't seem to say no.

But thinking of Feng Sujin's injury and the danger of the dagger, ranqiulan summoned up courage: "Mr. Jun, this sword is very dangerous. It seems to be an ancient weapon that can hurt Feng Sujin, so So we still have to put it away. "

Jun Mohan was going to turn around and leave. Suddenly, he heard a sentence like ranqiulan, and his step was over.

He turned to see ran Qiulan. "Ancient weapons?"