Lovely wife with amnesia: mistakenly provoked the president of cleanliness

"But sister, the time is coming, and there are three days before the full moon night. If they don't come out within three days, we have to wait until next month. We can't guarantee that they will live until then."

"It's impossible for them to survive in it for three days." Wu Yanjun is very confident, but she is also worried that they will die in the fog forest. That is definitely not the result she wants. The fog in the fog forest is a drug for human beings. , but to them, Wu Yedie, it was poison. At first she thought that Chanyuan would leave them a way to survive, and led the few remaining clansmen to rush through the foggy forest, but lost more people. There were less than ten people left.

"Xue'er, go and lure those two people out, don't play them to death, I need to use both." Wu Yanjun gave Wu Xue'er an order. Among these people, she is the only one who can freely walk in the fog forest. Because when Chanyuan cursed them, she was still in Wu Yujun's stomach, so the important task of guiding the people in the fog forest was done by her.

Wu Xueer didn't seem to hear Wu Yanjun's words, she was still standing beside Qiao Siyu, poking her face lightly with her little finger.

"Xue'er!" Wu Yanjun scolded angrily, obviously angry, she was not so angry even after arguing with Bai Xiaosu.

"Sister, don't be angry," Wu Yujun hurriedly calmed her emotions, while urging Wu Xueer to leave quickly, "Sister Xueer, stop playing, lure those two people out to play."

Wu Xueer was not happy anymore, she waved her hand and said, "I want to play with Sister Chanyuan."

Although she is already hundreds of years old, but this place is so closed, her mentality is still similar to that of ordinary children. She likes playing with Chanyuan the most, but she doesn't know what disaster that person brought them.

"I told you, she's not Chanyuan."

Seeing that her sister's anger was about to reach its peak, Wu Yujun didn't dare to provoke her anymore, so she forcibly carried Wu Xue'er out, reprimanded her alone, and drove her to the foggy forest.

Qiao Siyu returned to the foggy forest in a dream, the fog around her was still so thick, she kept calling Lu Yichen's name, but there was no sound for a long time, she began to be afraid, afraid that she was alone, but standing where she was would only bring her Feeling more uneasy, Qiao Siyu had no choice but to try to move forward.

But in reality, Bai Xiaosu brushed her cold fingers across her face, and said softly, "You seem to be dying."

For the first time, a trace of sadness appeared in Bai Xiaosu's eyes, and Hanyue moved in her arms, as if comforting her.

Wu Yanjun glanced at Qiao Siyu, but his eyes darkened. He raised his foot and took a step forward, but finally retreated, looking up at the almost full moon in the sky.

Forgot that it was hundreds of years ago, and Wu Yanjun also forgot how old she was, and she didn't even remember her original name. They were famous prostitutes who used to be romantic, so many men fell under their pomegranate skirts, But since ancient times, beauties have suffered a lot, not to mention they are still helpless prostitutes.

There are always some prostitutes who will be more aggressive, and it is common to miss the dead, but no one cares about the life and death of prostitutes, just find a place to bury them casually, and over time, this place becomes a mess for prostitutes. Burial mound, and the reason why they became what they are today is all thanks to Hanyue.