The God of Quick Transmigration is on again

Chapter 1332 Hero, Dried This Bowl of Chicken Soup (120)

"Wubing, let go." Lian Mo said again, looking at Nangong Wubing.

"Brother Lian Mo, don't leave..." His eyes were red and swollen, and tears were about to fall again.

"No disease, let go." Lian Mo said again.

Jing Qingran watched from the side, inexplicably feeling that she was a bit redundant?
I feel my brows are wrinkled!

"Lian Mo told you to let go, so you let go, and you really want me to cut you with a sword, are you willing to let go?" Jing Qingran said.

"Brother Lian Mo, don't go, okay?" He cried, his voice was humble and pleading, down to the dust.

"No illness, you go back and rest." Lian Mo said.

"I have something to tell you." He still refused to let go.

"Lian Mo, you still want to chat with him?" Jing Qingran looked at Lian Mo coldly.

"No disease, let go." Lian Mo said again.

"Don't go." He cried.

Jiuye used invisible force to tear apart Nangong Wubing's hand, the moment his hand was forced to leave Lian Mo, his tears flowed down.

He wanted to reach out and grab it, but all he caught was air.

"Brother Lian Mo, don't go..." His lips yelled out this sentence as if subconsciously.

"I'm not sick, have a good rest, we'll see you tomorrow." After saying that, Lian Mo turned around and left.

"Brother Lian Mo..." He stretched out his hand to grab it, but what he caught was air, "Brother Lian Mo...don't go...please, don't go..." Tears fell down and wet the ground in front of him.

"Get some rest." Jing Qingran looked at him again and left.

"Mr. Nangong, if you have anything to say, just tell me. I think you want to talk to someone..." Jiuye said, looking at him sincerely.

"Master Ye..."

"Tell me." Jiuye nodded.

"Brother Lian Mo, will he accept me?" Nangong Wubing asked.

"I don't think so." Jiuye shook her head.

It was said that Nangong Wubing shed more tears and became more and more sad.

"Why, why are you so sure that you shouldn't? You...you're not Brother Lian Mo." He cried.

"This is my intuition." Jiuye said.

"Is your intuition right?" he asked.

"My intuition has always been more accurate." Jiuye said.

"No! Your intuition is wrong!" He loudly retorted.

"Master Nangong, don't be like this, don't get emotional." Jiuye comforted him.

"Your intuition is inaccurate! At least, it's inaccurate on this matter!" He still insisted on his point of view with a stubborn voice.

"Brother Lian Mo will definitely accept me... will definitely... I... I don't want anything, I just want Brother Lian Mo to accept me, even... to... be a... concubine..." he said.

Concubine... The premise is that he has to be a woman... He also hopes that he is a woman, but good luck tricks people.

"My requirements are already very low..." he said.

"Mr. Nangong, don't you think that your thinking is very strange? Why do you want to be someone else's concubine?" Jiuye said.

"Because I couldn't find any other way, so I stayed with Brother Lian Mo." Nangong Wubing said.

"But..." Jiuye looked at him.

"I know my idea is ridiculous, but I can't find another way. If you want to laugh at me, you can laugh as much as you want. I won't mind." He said.

"Master Nangong, will your family allow you to do such a thing?" Jiuye asked him.

(End of this chapter)