Chapter 3774: 3774
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Although he heard the slight sound of horse's hooves coming from the bank, Qin Wuyan just lifted his eyelids and glanced at Min Huizhu.
Min Huizhu got off the horse and ran to the water. She couldn't believe that she was staring at the man in front of her: "Qin Wuyan?"
Qin Wuyan, who had just climbed from the middle of the mountain to the top of the mountain and came down from the top of the mountain, planned to go to Minfu to find Zhuang Xiaoyu. He did not expect to meet min Huizhu here.
His eyes were as cool as a knife, and he looked at Min Huizhu. As soon as his thin lips opened and closed, he spat out two words: "saint."
Min Huizhu quickly lifted the veil on her face and looked at the man close at hand.
Under the bright moonlight, the crystal clear water drops fall on the man's powerful muscles and slide down the honey colored texture.
The chest can clearly see the faint scars, but add a touch of wildness.
In front of the person's facial features clearly did not change much, but more three-dimensional deep, more beautiful some, but min Huizhu feel that this person seems to have changed everywhere.
I can't tell the difference, but the whole person's breath is totally different from before.
Min Huizhu's haggard and tired face immediately became vivid. She threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly: "Qin Wuyan, I thought you were dead. I was so worried about you."
Qin Wuyan let min Huizhu holding himself, arms hanging on the side of the body, motionless.
Neither pushing nor embracing her.
When min Huizhu's mood stabilized, she said, "if a saint looks like this, she won't be afraid to be seen."
As soon as the words changed, he said: "it's so late, there is no pedestrian on the road, and no one should see it. Maybe the saint is used to going out at night."
Min Huizhu quickly released him, instinctively explained: "I just came out of Min mansion tonight."
Qin Wuyan hooked his lips, sneered and walked to the bank with his wet ink hair on his head.
On the bank, there are a set of semi old clothes, a bone knife made of a bone, a stone knife made of a stone, and an ordinary bamboo flute.
Qin Wuyan put on his clothes, picked up the things on the stone, raised his feet and walked forward.
Min Huizhu rushed to stop him: "where are you going?"
Qin Wuyan cold voice: "get out of the way."
Fearing that Qin Wuyan would find min Rui and Zhuang Xiaoyu, min Huizhu said, "you don't want to find my brother and Zhuang Xiaoyu, do you?"
Qin Wuyan's eyes moved.
Min Huizhu squinted: "you've been missing for so long. You probably don't know what happened in the moon city?
If you don't mind, I'll tell you the truth first, and then you can go to find Zhuang Xiaoyu. Besides, she and my brother are not in Min's house or the priest's house at all. Even if you go, you can only be regarded as frightening others. You can't find her at all... "
Qin Wuyan stopped, put his hand behind him, and looked up at the moonlight in the sky.
Min Huizhu said quickly: "my brother and Zhuang Xiaoyu got married the day after you disappeared. Zhuang Xiaoyu thought you were dead. After being ill, he accepted the reality and planned to stay with my brother.
If you don't believe me, I'll take you to see them tomorrow morning, and it's not too late for you to think and plan. "
Qin Wuyan's green tendons burst out on the back of his hand holding the bamboo flute. His masseter muscles on his side were tense. He climbed up a tree, lay down on the branch and closed his eyes
Min Huizhu
Is this man going to sleep on the branch of a tree?
What has Qin Wuyan experienced in the past few months? Why has her temperament changed so much and given her a more unfathomable feeling?
She is so good at guessing people's minds, but she can't feel what this person thinks at all.... she is so good at guessing people's minds www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
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Although he heard the slight sound of horse's hooves coming from the bank, Qin Wuyan just lifted his eyelids and glanced at Min Huizhu.
Min Huizhu got off the horse and ran to the water. She couldn't believe that she was staring at the man in front of her: "Qin Wuyan?"
Qin Wuyan, who had just climbed from the middle of the mountain to the top of the mountain and came down from the top of the mountain, planned to go to Minfu to find Zhuang Xiaoyu. He did not expect to meet min Huizhu here.
His eyes were as cool as a knife, and he looked at Min Huizhu. As soon as his thin lips opened and closed, he spat out two words: "saint."
Min Huizhu quickly lifted the veil on her face and looked at the man close at hand.
Under the bright moonlight, the crystal clear water drops fall on the man's powerful muscles and slide down the honey colored texture.
The chest can clearly see the faint scars, but add a touch of wildness.
In front of the person's facial features clearly did not change much, but more three-dimensional deep, more beautiful some, but min Huizhu feel that this person seems to have changed everywhere.
I can't tell the difference, but the whole person's breath is totally different from before.
Min Huizhu's haggard and tired face immediately became vivid. She threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly: "Qin Wuyan, I thought you were dead. I was so worried about you."
Qin Wuyan let min Huizhu holding himself, arms hanging on the side of the body, motionless.
Neither pushing nor embracing her.
When min Huizhu's mood stabilized, she said, "if a saint looks like this, she won't be afraid to be seen."
As soon as the words changed, he said: "it's so late, there is no pedestrian on the road, and no one should see it. Maybe the saint is used to going out at night."
Min Huizhu quickly released him, instinctively explained: "I just came out of Min mansion tonight."
Qin Wuyan hooked his lips, sneered and walked to the bank with his wet ink hair on his head.
On the bank, there are a set of semi old clothes, a bone knife made of a bone, a stone knife made of a stone, and an ordinary bamboo flute.
Qin Wuyan put on his clothes, picked up the things on the stone, raised his feet and walked forward.
Min Huizhu rushed to stop him: "where are you going?"
Qin Wuyan cold voice: "get out of the way."
Fearing that Qin Wuyan would find min Rui and Zhuang Xiaoyu, min Huizhu said, "you don't want to find my brother and Zhuang Xiaoyu, do you?"
Qin Wuyan's eyes moved.
Min Huizhu squinted: "you've been missing for so long. You probably don't know what happened in the moon city?
If you don't mind, I'll tell you the truth first, and then you can go to find Zhuang Xiaoyu. Besides, she and my brother are not in Min's house or the priest's house at all. Even if you go, you can only be regarded as frightening others. You can't find her at all... "
Qin Wuyan stopped, put his hand behind him, and looked up at the moonlight in the sky.
Min Huizhu said quickly: "my brother and Zhuang Xiaoyu got married the day after you disappeared. Zhuang Xiaoyu thought you were dead. After being ill, he accepted the reality and planned to stay with my brother.
If you don't believe me, I'll take you to see them tomorrow morning, and it's not too late for you to think and plan. "
Qin Wuyan's green tendons burst out on the back of his hand holding the bamboo flute. His masseter muscles on his side were tense. He climbed up a tree, lay down on the branch and closed his eyes
Min Huizhu
Is this man going to sleep on the branch of a tree?
What has Qin Wuyan experienced in the past few months? Why has her temperament changed so much and given her a more unfathomable feeling?
She is so good at guessing people's minds, but she can't feel what this person thinks at all.... she is so good at guessing people's minds www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
Although he heard the slight sound of horse's hooves coming from the bank, Qin Wuyan just lifted his eyelids and glanced at Min Huizhu. Min Huizhu got off the horse and ran to the water. She couldn't believe that she was staring at the man in front of her: "Qin Wuyan?" Qin Wuyan, who had just climbed from the middle of the mountain to the top of the mountain and came down from the top of the mountain, planned to go to Minfu to find Zhuang Xiaoyu. He did not expect to meet min Huizhu here. His eyes were as cool as a knife, and he looked at Min Huizhu. As soon as his thin lips opened and closed, he spat out two words: "saint." Min Huizhu quickly lifted the veil on her face and looked at the man close at hand. Under the bright moonlight, the crystal clear water drops fall on the man's powerful muscles and slide down the honey colored texture. The chest can clearly see the faint scars, but add a touch of wildness. In front of the person's facial features clearly did not change much, but more three-dimensional deep, more beautiful some, but min Huizhu feel that this person seems to have changed everywhere. I can't tell the difference, but the whole person's breath is totally different from before. Min Huizhu's haggard and tired face immediately became vivid. She threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly: "Qin Wuyan, I thought you were dead. I was so worried about you." Qin Wuyan let min Huizhu holding himself, arms hanging on the side of the body, motionless. Neither pushing nor embracing her. When min Huizhu's mood stabilized, she said, "if a saint looks like this, she won't be afraid to be seen." As soon as the words changed, he said: "it's so late, there is no pedestrian on the road, and no one should see it. Maybe the saint is used to going out at night." Min Huizhu quickly released him, instinctively explained: "I just came out of Min mansion tonight." Qin Wuyan hooked his lips, sneered and walked to the bank with his wet ink hair on his head. On the bank, there are a set of semi old clothes, a bone knife made of a bone, a stone knife made of a stone, and an ordinary bamboo flute. Qin Wuyan put on his clothes, picked up the things on the stone, raised his feet and walked forward. Min Huizhu rushed to stop him: "where are you going?" Qin Wuyan cold voice: "get out of the way." Fearing that Qin Wuyan would find min Rui and Zhuang Xiaoyu, min Huizhu said, "you don't want to find my brother and Zhuang Xiaoyu, do you?" Qin Wuyan's eyes moved. Min Huizhu squinted: "you've been missing for so long. You probably don't know what happened in the moon city? If you don't mind, I'll tell you the truth first, and then you can go to find Zhuang Xiaoyu. Besides, she and my brother are not in Min's house or the priest's house at all. Even if you go, you can only be regarded as frightening others. You can't find her at all... " Qin Wuyan stopped, put his hand behind him, and looked up at the moonlight in the sky. Min Huizhu said quickly: "my brother and Zhuang Xiaoyu got married the day after you disappeared. Zhuang Xiaoyu thought you were dead. After being ill, he accepted the reality and planned to stay with my brother. If you don't believe me, I'll take you to see them tomorrow morning, and it's not too late for you to think and plan. " Qin Wuyan's green tendons burst out on the back of his hand holding the bamboo flute. His masseter muscles on his side were tense. He climbed up a tree, lay down on the branch and closed his eyes Min Huizhu Is this man going to sleep on the branch of a tree? What has Qin Wuyan experienced in the past few months? Why has her temperament changed so much and given her a more unfathomable feeling? She is so good at guessing people's minds, but she can't feel what this person thinks at all.... she is so good at guessing people's minds www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
