Limited Time Hidden Marriage

  Chapter 580 Brother Jinglan died?

  Jinglan seemed to be stunned. He just wanted to move towards the exit, and directly broke away from the pull of Forsythia.

  The man’s strength was too strong. After staggering in place for a few times, Forsythia fell to the ground with a plop.

  In an instant, rain splashed everywhere.

   looked up, her eyes were dim, she saw the man dragging his heavy footsteps, drifting away.

  The weak figure swayed, in the storm, like a dying withered grass, as if it might fall down at any time,

  She cried behind him, "Brother Jinglan! Come back soon! You can't go find her! Can't!"

  The man seems to hear no sound, his footsteps are firm, without any hesitation.

  A flash of thunder struck by, and the sky and the earth shone in an instant.

When    dimmed again, the figure of the man had disappeared into the dark night.

  Late night, Zhen Xi’s bedroom is still brightly lit.

  She poured a cup of hot tea in her slender hand and handed it to the opposite head.

The head of    stroked his white beard and asked, "Send Jinglan away, do you really regret it?"

  Zhenxi half jokingly said, "Master is more reluctant than I am."

The head of the boss also laughed, and after smiling, his face became serious again. "It's not reluctant to give up, but Jing Lan has a special identity, so I will hand him over to you for supervision. I didn't expect you to hand him over again. I gave it to your younger brother."

  He sighed, "Long ran aground and waited for the tide to rise. Your junior may not be able to trap him... But after all, he is still your disciple. Even if he is sent to Qiu Shan, you need to pay more attention to it."

  Long stranded stalls.

  Ruo said that in the past, she had no interest in Jing Lan's identity.

  Now, I became more and more curious.

  Perhaps because I care, I want to know everything about him.

  What kind of a dragon is he?

  When the tide rises, what kind of **** storm will be set off?

After the head left, Zhen Xi lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

   seemed to be missing a piece in his heart, and was whizzing cold wind.

  The next day, Zhen Xi, who fell asleep at some point, was awakened by Bai Yuning.

  I only heard her cry out milkyly outside the door, "Ligger! There are dead people here? Huh? It seems to be Brother Jinglan... is Senior Brother Jinglan dead?!"

  Hearing Jing Lan's name, Zhen Xi immediately became sober and turned over and got out of bed.

  Jinglan has left yesterday, why did he appear here?

  Zhenxi only thought that Bai Yuning was talking nonsense, but she couldn't help but quickly walked outside the door.

  Who knows, opened the door, and really saw a man lying in the courtyard.

  The man was lying on the ground quietly, already unconscious, his ink robe was soaked in the rain, and his wet hair was a pale, paper-white face.

  There is no blood, as if it is really just a dead person.

  Bai Yuning was right by, kicked him cautiously with his foot, and then suddenly backed a few steps in fright.

   "Ligger, is Brother Jinglan dead?"

  Zhenxi rushed forward, helped the man up, and wiped the hair and rain off his face, he could only believe it.

  It’s really Jinglan!

  How can he come back? How did you get it back? When did you lie here unconscious again?

  Zhenxi no longer considered these things, and directly helped Jinglan back to the bedroom.

  After hesitating for a while, she personally helped him change into a clean suit, only to find that he was hot all over and he had a high fever!

  Lying all night in the rain, it’s strange not to get sick!

  Zhenxi fired up the charcoal stove in the bedroom again, and the cold temperature quickly rose.

  (End of this chapter)