Nine hundred and seventieth chapters book from the confession [tenth more]
After coming to the room specially arranged by Jiang Yunhe for Yan Ning, Yan Ning breathed a sigh of relief.
It was too tired to pretend to be Han Zheng. The sharp eyes alone made Yan Ning almost cross-eyed. After removing the disguise and regaining his original figure, he rubbed his eyes tiredly and said to himself: "This old guy Jiang Yunhe is so useless, he actually defected to the Rebirth Tower!"
According to Han Zheng, the headquarters of the Rebirth Tower is also in Kunlun Mountain. Maybe it is in the stinky ditch behind Yan Ning's room. The so-called "whether you can't walk by the river often," Jiang Yunhe has a connection with the Rebirth Tower, which is inevitable.
But Yan Ning really didn't expect that Jiang Yunhe would actually help the evildoer after eating the courage of Xiong Xin and Leopard, and was ready to swallow all the big bosses of the Taoist sect in one bite!
Of course, Yan Ning could not expose this matter at this time. What he had to do was to obstruct it and lead the mastermind behind it, namely Guan Zixuan.
Lying on the soft bed, Yan Ning sighed slightly, wearing two strings of mandarin duck chains on his left hand. Whenever he saw the mandarin duck chain, he couldn't help but think of Zhuang Xiaoya.
I heard that Zhuang Xiaoya is also in Kunlun Mountain, so where is she? Yan Ning only regrets that she woke up too late.
...
Zhuang Xiaoya, with red and swollen eyes, walked out of the wooden house, looking at the lonely swing, silent.
She always had a premonition in her heart, feeling that Yan Ning was not dead yet, and was even getting closer to her, but Zhuang Xiaoya had no idea about the news brought back from Shuli, and she questioned Yan Ning's death.
Even Han Zheng, who was captured at the time, has returned, how could Yan Ning still be alive?
Shuli appeared, holding a bamboo basket in his hand, skillfully putting three dishes and one soup and two bowls of rice on the wooden table: "Come here and have a meal."
After half a month of getting along, Zhuang Xiaoya is no longer hostile to Shuli. At least this man is really taking care of himself and risking his life.
She sat in front of the wooden table, picked up the rice bowl, opened her red lips, chewed the rice grains and swallowed them. Although the food in front of her was delicious, Zhuang Xiaoya still felt boring.
Shuli hesitated for a moment: "How long do you want to miss him?"
"I don't know either." Zhuang Xiaoya said with a sob.
Shuli sighed, put down the bowls and chopsticks, and whispered: "Is he really that good? Compared to me?"
Zhuang Xiaoya was stunned. She didn't expect Shuli to suddenly say such words.
But after careful consideration, Zhuang Xiaoya still chose to say what she thought: "Shuli, you are very good. You are not like a bad person at all. You are like... you are very similar to him, but you are not him after all!"
"I don't look like him! I am myself!" Shuli suddenly became furious and overturned the wooden table on the spot, and the soup splashed on Zhuang Xiaoya's clothes!
Shuli said angrily: "My Shuli is just myself, I am not the shadow of anyone!"
Zhuang Xiaoya was shocked. In her understanding, Shuli has always been a calm and calm existence. No one seemed to have even a slight fluctuation in his emotions, but at this moment, he was like a bull who had been furious!
The face that could not be seen clearly was very angry. Shuli's chest gasped violently for more than ten times before he gradually calmed down.
"I'm sorry, I've lost my composure."
Zhuang Xiaoya shook her head and asked, "How long are you going to keep me?"
Chapter completed!