Poisoning the World: The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife Chapter 692: Not in the future …

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Within a thousand miles, Han Shanyue's usual footsteps are just a little more than an hour. Coupled with the search time, it will not exceed two hours.

If he arrives normally, she won't fall into Ye Qingyu's hands and won't suffer such a large crime ...

"Xue Mo, I'm sorry." He stroked the green light with his fingers, his heart tightening.

Ning Xuemo in the green light is like a bow-struck bird. As soon as his fingers touched, the soul shook slightly and shrank into the corner.

She seems ... afraid of him ...

Also, her soul is afraid of any kind of touch ...

Although Ning Xuemo's soul is moving, she is obviously not so conscious, she just uses her instinct to cry for pain and avoid any possible harm to her ...

Whether that touching finger is going to hurt her or save her, she always avoids ... shrinking there like a ball.

This way of looking, she should not only be hurt by the torture ...

Her twisted soul is the main reason for her so much pain and loss of consciousness.

But he couldn't force her to turn around at this time.

Now she is like a porcelain full of cracks, slightly increasing her motion, maybe she will immediately break into countless pieces, and she can't be assembled again!

The Emperor can't do anything to her right now, at most it is to nourish her soul with green light, so that her soul can be slightly stronger.

A soul who wants to persevere also needs strong spiritual support, and a faith that wants to live.

But now Ning Xuemo does n’t know if it hurts too much, or she is really desperate. She doesn't have the idea of ​​half birth, and hopes for a death ...

"Xue Mo, you bear with me, I will heal you, and it won't make you hurt anymore ..." Whether she could hear it clearly or not, he passed on: "Xue Mo, it's all right, it's all right, you No more danger, no one will hurt you again ... "

The emperor repeated the voice to appease her.

Perhaps his voice did work. The shivering soul in the green enchantment finally quieted down. Emperor Zun took the opportunity to send some thoughts to strengthen her soul in that enchantment.

Slowly, she seemed to sense something, she was a little sober, she moved closer to the side closer to him, and the Emperor heard her dull whisper: "Cold ... Han Shanyue?"

Long-term pain caused her voice to change, with a slight trembling, like a beast that is dying ...

"It's me." Emperor Zun only spit out these two words, looking at her eyes flashing slightly.

"You're late ..." There seemed to be grievance in her voice, with a nasal sound.

She remembered the earnest hope of those two hours ... from hope to despair ...

"Sorry. I won't ..." Emperor can only say so, with remorse in his voice.

"In the future ... I will rely on myself ..." Her mind is half-conscious and confused, and her mind is so confused, she just says what she thinks subconsciously: "I can't rely on anyone, and I will depend on myself ... "It was the only thought that came to mind when she was captured.

It's a very common sentence, but Emperor Zun's heart seems to have been stabbed. He was speechless.

Maybe she was thinking too hard, and her soul had a few more cracks, and the pain came again, and she slumped: "Let me die ... Han Shanyue, you are a bad person ..."