Poisoning the World: The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife

In the mirror, Rongyue Tianliang frequently casts spells in the air, slowly opening one hand in the air, and gradually transforming a phoenix eye into the palm of his hand. A blue light shoots out from the phoenix eye and casts it directly into the misty distance ...

Xue Yilan, who was meditating in the broken temple, suddenly felt something, suddenly looked up out of the window.

But it was dark outside the window, and only a few stars were scattered in the sky.

He glanced at one of the stars, always feeling that the star seemed weird ... as if the eyes of a **** were slowly looking at him in this direction.

With a movement in his heart, he lowered his head and his long hair covered his face.

The robe on his body had been destroyed by Ning Xuemo. At the moment, he was only wearing a pair of obscene pants, with a bright complexion, perfect proportions, and a magical luster in the dark night.

He lowered his head and glanced at the fainting Ning Xuemo on the futon. She lay there motionlessly, and was very well-behaved.

After a while, the feeling of being snooped away disappeared, Xue Yilan slowly raised her head again and looked out at the sky outside the window.

The star-like star had slowly slid to the distance, and apparently abandoned his ruined temple.

Some people actually use sky eye! Is that person Han Shanyue?

Xue Yilan shook his finger secretly. He didn't have time to put on a new robe just because he was in a hurry to meditate. Now it seems to be crooked!

And when he meditated, his mind was restrained, and the fluctuation of his mind should not be noticed outside. They may not be found even with Sky Eye.

However, since that person used the sky eye technique, he was afraid that he would not be able to hide here. He had to think of other methods ...

He reached out his palm, and a small embroidered bag slowly appeared in his palm.

The bag is obviously a bag for things, and there are a lot of things inside.

Ning Xuemo only thought that his things were hidden in a pocket on his body, but he didn't know that he had a space to hold things. This space was in his mind. He didn't cast spells, and the space wouldn't show up at all.

The space is not large, but it is no problem to store a Qiankun bag that can contain everything.

Qiankun bag is light blue with a plum blossom embroidered on it.

The embroidery is not delicate, the shape of the plum blossom is a bit rough, and there are even a few wrong stitches. Obviously the person who embroidered this picture is a novice.

A voice sounded in my ears: "I'm so clever that I can't embroider this? It's a shame! Throw it away!" It was a young girl's voice, a little husky in the clean, but terribly nice.

This voice popped up so suddenly in my mind, Xue Yilan stiffened slightly, and when she tried to capture it, the voice gradually went away, and she could no longer hear it.

He clenched the Qiankun bag with his fingers and closed his eyes slightly.

He knew that the voice belonged to that person, the one he had forgotten, but sporadic voices occasionally popped out occasionally, making him suddenly lost.

She sealed him and reasonably said she should hate what she hated, but could not hate it.

The memory about her seemed to have been washed, and I couldn't remember her.

I can't remember her appearance, I can't remember what happened between her and herself. Only vaguely feel that this person is the most important in his life, even if he forgets her, she exists in the subconscious ...

Recently, her voice occasionally popped out of his memory ...