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Chapter 859 Fragile Items

That's right, now Jun Moyuan is honored to be promoted to a little pitiful person in Leng Wuyou's heart. After all, he has been so miserable since he was a child. Alas, there is no other title that suits him better.

Just like now, it was just her test just now. Her little face was so white that there was no blood at all, and her palms were also cold for a while. If it weren't for the person in front of her who could still move and talk, her hands were still soft even though they were cold.

Wuyou felt that he was already a dead person.

"I'm really fine, it just hurt a little bit." Jun Moyuan didn't want his little girl to blame herself so much, so he tried his best to look calm and calm. In fact, it hurt a little bit just now.

It was obviously very painful, even more painful than when he usually had attacks.

It was as if a sharp blade had pierced his heart directly. The feeling was not straight pain, but burning pain, as if his heart had been burned.

If he hadn't had enough stamina, if he hadn't endured pain all year round, he might have lost his composure in front of the little girl just now.

Seeing him like this, Leng Wuyou felt very uncomfortable, his eyebrows were twisted into knots, and his heart was twitching.

Not only did she feel sorry for Jun Moyuan, but she also felt angry and guilty for her own carelessness.

She quickly put away her thoughts, and then gently leaned over to check Jun Moyuan's condition.

Seeing that he was okay, he breathed a sigh of relief.

She stretched out her hand and sent some spiritual energy into his body to help him relax a little. She bent down and looked at Jun Moyuan's eyes. There was guilt in her dark phoenix eyes, and her mood was not the same as usual.

As reserved as she was, her tone was very light, and she was a little more careful with Jun Moyuan, for fear that she might accidentally hit him again, "I'm sorry, I was careless."

"It's okay. Didn't you just look at it? There's nothing serious about me." Jun Moyuan had a smile on his face and his expression softened.

At this moment, he felt warm and funny in his heart. Did his little girl regard him as fragile? He just felt a little pain. His body was really good, and he was really not that fragile.

Broken porcelain doll.

"Baby Qi, you don't have to be so careful. I'm a man. Don't you know my strength yet?" Jun Moyuan felt that he needed to explain himself.

"Um."

Although Leng Wuyou nodded, she still acted cautiously and ignored Jun Moyuan's words.

Jun Moyuan couldn't laugh or cry, so am I explaining loneliness?

When Leng Wuyou was about to pull up Jun Moyuan's clothes, her hand suddenly stopped halfway, and her phoenix eyes fell directly on Jun Moyuan's chest.

Jun Moyuan??

Why did he feel that the little girl's eyes seemed to be glowing green when she looked at him? Subconsciously, he also looked over. The snow-white skin was shiny, there were no flowers on it, and there was no dirt on it. Why could the little girl see it?

So entranced?

Could it be that Qibao has taken a liking to her?

Leng Wuyou: This poor little man thinks of inappropriate things in his mind every day. Be careful of your thoughts.

Leng Wuyou's eyes kept falling on Jun Moyuan's heart. She didn't look at Jun Moyuan's body. She looked at the pattern. To be precise, it should be the shadow of the dagger, because she found the shadow of the dagger.

The light above seemed to have faded slightly.

If you don't look carefully, you can't tell it at all, but Leng Wuyou attaches great importance to this pattern, so she looked at it very carefully before. She can be sure that she saw it correctly. The light on the dagger has indeed faded a little.

This discovery made Leng Wuyou's eyes shine brightly.
Chapter completed!
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