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"..." Mu Yin, who had been in the organization base for nearly ten years and had almost lost her ability to live a normal life, remained silent. ?The hand-shaped flame on the stove came back at some point, and wrapped around Mu Yin's arm affectionately, with a somewhat aggrieved posture.

This kind of shou-shaped white flame had appeared when Mu Yin rose to the third level, but the white flame at that time was not as agile as it is now, as if possessing sanity.Perhaps it was the baptism of a large amount of crystallized energy during the treatment that made her abilities more purified.

He Rongxi turned to clean up the mess all over the place.The porridge is inedible. Although there is still a little porridge left in the lower half of the pressure cooker, it is half-baked and cannot be eaten.You can still smell the light rice fragrance when you get close, which He Rongxi feels a bit pity.

Sure enough, she just didn't get along with cooking.He Rongxi reluctantly took out a can of eight-treasure porridge, heated it up, and handed it to Mu Yin.

It's sweet again... Mu Yin frowned slightly, but started to eat slowly.The food comforted her stomach, but the sweet taste stuck in her throat still made her sick.

Obviously she has learned not to be picky about food, but she is still a little unhappy.Like, she knew that she could be willful with this person in front of her.

While Mu Yin was eating eight-treasure porridge, Bai Yan kept trying to touch the canned food, even if Mu Yin blocked him again and again, he was not discouraged.In the end, Mu Yin raised her hand and waved it aside, Bai Yan rolled around, lying on the ground pitifully, with her chubby butt facing He Rongxi.If one ignores the rocky ground beneath it that is beginning to burn red and crack, it looks like a little fat dog that has been disliked.

"Xiao Bai, don't make trouble." Mu Yin said.

He Rongxi, who was watching happily, froze, but she didn't do anything, so the word "Xiaobai" is referring to...

Sure enough, Mu Yin pointed to the hand-shaped Bai Yan rolling on the ground, and continued to add expressionlessly, "It's calling it."

"..." Sure enough, revenge is a good quality that Queen Mu has cultivated since she was a child.

On the second day, He Rongxi burned the braised pork ribs with a heartfelt heart.

But that night, He Rongxi hadn't recalled it, and simply thought it was just because of the ridicule of Mu Yin (He Xiaobai: Is that really a ridicule! I just asked, okay!).

In the process of cleaning up the wolf, Mu Yin had already laid down on the bed.Her physical strength has not yet fully recovered, and she easily feels tired.A few hand-shaped white flames frolicked around her--yes, Mu Yin made a few more just now, and they were named Xiaobai No. [-], Xiaobai No. [-], and Xiaobai No. [-].Although these round flames are playing, they are all slightly floating in the air to prevent the bed from being set on fire.

After a while, a few "little whites" disappeared with a bang.Mu Yin's eyes had been closed long ago, and she fell asleep.

He Rongxi crept up to the bed.Because Mu Yin huddled on the other side of the bed, she didn't disturb her.

The moment He Rongxi touched the soft pillow, she was so happy that she almost wanted to cry. She had missed this bed for a long time. 【Sha Yu: You got the point wrong! Now you and Mu Yin will sleep together in the same chuáng!】

But soon she heard a strange sound, it was Mu Yin.

Mu Yin slept very restlessly, huddled tightly together, still muttering something.He Rongxi hesitated for a moment, and moved closer.Mu Yin's words were disorganized and vague.There is a word that is being repeated over and over again.Sounds like someone's name--

"Liu Yun."

☆、Chapter 32

If only one of the two of you could survive, which would you choose?

The man with a blurry face smiled lightly and politely, as if he was asking what dishes they planned to order.At the same time, with the same graceful politeness, he threw a dagger a few steps away.

There was a crisp "jingle", and the sharp blade reflected a cold white light.

She glanced at Liu Yun beside her, but maybe she didn't.Like her, Liu Yun's body and spirit have probably reached their limits, like strands of rags.

Liu Yunchang is more aggressive than her, and he is used to smiling, but he should have been expressionless at that time, his eyes were as black as some kind of fuel, but until the end, she didn't see those eyes burning and scorching Bi people pass.

The picture always becomes unclear here, it is crumpled and soaked calligraphy and painting.

So she still couldn't figure out how Liu Yun inserted the dagger into her chest.She couldn't figure out whether she had fought or struggled during that time, and she couldn't figure out whether Liu Yun had said anything or what kind of eyes he had at that time.She just felt an extreme pain in her heart, and she wished she could shrink into a very small point, so that all the extra things beside it couldn't be squeezed in.

In fact, she originally hoped that Liu Yun could live a good life, but her heart still hurts.Because Liu Yun didn't hesitate.Without hesitation, it was as if all the things they had before were just ice scum, which would easily turn into water when exposed to light, and then evaporate easily and disappear.

When the dagger was pulled out, there was nothing in the chest.Blood gushed out from the gap, and the eyes began to blur again, and Liu Yun's face gradually became unclear, as if it was going away or melting in the air.

She was suddenly used to being submerged in the water, and the fishy smell of the river gushed into her throat.She was about to suffocate, her limbs were filled with lead, but she was still struggling.The water lines above the head are rippling, it is a transparent crystal coffin...

A hand stretched out, as if trying to push her deeper.She subconsciously grabbed the other's wrist, and then she was woken up by screams of pain.

Mu Yin opened her eyes, and saw that He Rongxi's wrist was twisted into a strange angle by herself, she wanted to break free but couldn't, her expression was extremely pitiful.She let go of her hand in a daze.

She was still staying in the dark underground cave, and there were several lights beside her, covering her in the light beam.There is no perverted man, no flowing clouds, no bone-deep pain, only the fishy smell of the river still lingers on the tip of his nose.

is a dream.

The agglomerated darkness in Mu Yin's eyes gradually melted, and her eyes became a little dazed.

"Uh, what's wrong with you?" He Rongxi rubbed his wrist pitifully, feeling very helpless.Although Mu Yin subconsciously let go of her strength after realizing that it was He Rongsui, but due to her misjudgment of her current strength, she still almost broke He Rongsui's slender wrist.After Mu Yin woke up, she still sat there blankly, not knowing where her mind wandered, and she didn't seem to apologize for her sudden attack at all.

"I seem to have remembered something..." Mu Yin hesitated.A dream is a reflection of reality, the pictures and emotions in this dream are too clear, it doesn't look like something that the boring cerebral cortex put together randomly, so it can only be something she has experienced, oh, it is the experience of her future self past.

"About... Liuyun?" He Rongxi didn't want to ask, but found that his self-control was not as strong as he thought.If you ask the exit, you can't pull it back.

Mu Yin nodded silently.In her normal concept, it should be normal for He Rongxi to know the details of her future self.After all, no human being could have imagined that this guy who dared to call himself "lover" knew Mu Yin's identity as well as a passer-by in the past.

Even after staying together for so long, He Rongsui never took the initiative to ask anything about Mu Yin, this is due to her outrageously less curiosity than ordinary women.However, some things have changed before they can be noticed.

"..."

He Rongxi waited for a while, but Mu Yin didn't speak again.

Hey, shouldn't normal people talk about the specific content of the dream at a time like this? He Rongxi is quite aggrieved.

Of course, she would not admit that she cared a lot about it, nor would she admit that she couldn't sleep last night because of Mu Yin's dream talk.

Mu Yin, who was in childhood mode, naturally wouldn't have guessed the little hypocrisy in this guy's heart. She gradually recovered from the empty state, and began to realize that the fishy smell of the river lingering around her nose was not normal.

"What happened?"