Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

No, there seems to be one more thing-Yinger forgot about him and regarded him as an enemy.

Now that she heard that he was going to save Jun Moyan, she still laughed.

"You, are you serious?" Wen Xiaoai couldn't believe it.

"……Ok."

The man murmured in his throat.

"Me, why should I believe you?"

She doesn't even know whether this person is good or bad, what if he saves people is false, and hurts people is true?

"He is like this, do you still need me to harm him?"

The man looked at her with despair in his eyes. He felt cold all over, from the body, to the heart, and even to the soul.

I don't know if he was too sad and touching, or the wounded eyes stared at her too tightly. Wen Xiaoai felt unspeakable in his heart. Every word he said made people very uncomfortable.

I always feel that he has suffered a lot of wrongs, which makes people feel pitiful.

"Then, how do you save him?"

"I have my own way, but I have a condition."

"You said."

Hearing that the other party wanted to make a request, Wen Xiaoai felt much better and felt better.

If he helped her in vain, it would make her uneasy.

"I will help you save him, and you will go with me."

"Go? Where to go?" Wen Xiaoai asked subconsciously.

"As long as you leave him, you can go wherever you go."

Wen Xiaoai was stunned. The light in the room was a little bright. She could see the eyes under the man's mask very clearly, including the affection in his eyes...

"I'm really not the Yinger you were looking for, you have admitted the wrong person."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter whether you admit your mistake or not, as long as you follow me and leave him."

He really couldn't bear to watch her sink deeper and deeper, if one day she remembered everything, how would she face herself?

"Impossible, I will never leave him, never to die."

She doesn't care what this person is going to do or where to take her. In short, she will not leave Jun Moyan.

"...If you don't go, then I won't be able to save it." He said like a puff.

"If you don't save it, I'll kill you." Wen Xiaoaisu flipped his hand, purple light suddenly appeared in his palm, and looked at the man murderously.

The man looked down at the purple light in Wen Xiaoai's palm. The purple light reflected in his eyes, very beautiful.

Yinger, how much should you hate you now, including you who remembered everything a thousand years ago.

The bitterness in the man's heart was about to drown him, and he was almost untenable.

"Can you... promise me one thing?"

"Say."

"No matter what happens in the future, don't hurt yourself."

He understands her character. He is really afraid that when she turns back to Yinger, he will think of everything today and hate himself.

"it is good."

She didn't know why the man said such a sentence.

He still thinks she is that Yinger?

No matter what it is, as long as he can save Jun Moyan and not let her leave him, she will agree to anything.

The man nodded slightly, without saying anything else, and took two steps forward to the bedside.

Wen Xiaoai only realized that the man's condition seemed to be not very good. When walking, he was obviously struggling and his breath was very unstable.

The situation is much worse than after playing against Wu Zhihan a day ago.

What's up with him? Did something happen this day?

The man came to the bed and stood still. With a wave of his hand, he took away all the blackened silver needles on Jun Moyan's back.

Without these silver needles, the black blood on Jun Moyan's back wound flowed faster.

The man raised his hand and placed his palm on Jun Moyan's injured back. His palm, like a magnetic absorber, sucked out the black air lingering on Jun Moyan's back wound.