Quick time to get rid of Marysu

Chapter 290 Monk, Your Heart Is Disturbed (40)
However, before she could walk over, she saw a crutch standing in front of her.

She looked at the owner of the crutch with a cold face, impatiently: "Let me go!"

The great wizard is not very good-tempered, looking at Jian Ning, his tone is undeniably tough.

"Just wait, there is no need to go."

Jian Ning: "What if he is in danger?"

The great wizard said: "He is the Holy Son of our tribe, and I will not let anything happen to the Holy Son!"

Just when Jian Ning was about to force her way in, a voice that was no longer indifferent before, but with some majesty and some gentle words came over.

"Shi Yin, there is no need to stop her."

The great wizard froze, looking in Qing Mu's direction, his eyes were instantly moist.

"You, you are—"

Qing Mu blinked her eyes lightly, and put her finger on her lips: "Shhh—that's good to know."

At this time, everyone present was once again collectively stunned.

It was not easy to understand the identity of the monk, why did he suddenly act as if there was some unknown identity, and it sounded like a very awesome Yazi!

Everyone's eyes kept looking at Qing Mu's body, but when they came into contact with each other's eyes, they all turned away at once.

What kind of look is that!Obviously there is nothing indifferent inside, but it still seems to be mixed with countless swords, guns and swords, just looking at it will stab people all over the body.

Several people shivered violently.

Can't afford it, can't afford it!
"Jianning, come here."

Qing Mu waved to Jian Ning and called her name gently.

This was the first time that he was so aboveboard, calling out her name without coercion.

However, Jian Ning's eyes were full of suspicion: "You are not Qing Mu!"

Her tone was sure.

"I'm not Qingmu, so who am I?" He smiled softly, like a snow lotus blooming on his lips, and asked Jian Ning like this.

Jian Ning sneered: "How do I know who you are? Anyway, you are not Qingmu, and Qingmu is not like you!"

"Then—what does Qing Mu look like in your eyes?"

Jian Ning's lips moved a few times, but no sound came out.

In her impression, Qing Mu was a cold but innocent little monk.He would blush when he saw her, and would stand up for her in times of difficulty to shield her from the wind and rain.

Where is it like the man in front of him, with a noble temperament all over his body, and the gentleness at the corner of his mouth, like a hypocritical smirk.

However, when she noticed the tenderness flashing in Jian Ning's eyes, she suddenly felt a little sour in her heart.

It's obviously him, why should he be so excluded...

"You all back down."

Qing Mu put away her smile and said in a deep voice.His eyes swept over everyone except Jian Ning.

The people he saw all consciously answered "yes", and then obediently withdrew.

After all the irrelevant people left, Qing Mu suddenly took a few steps forward, hugged Jian Ning directly, and put his chin on her shoulder regardless of the struggle of the person in his arms.

"Jianning, don't you remember who I am?"

Jian Ning has been struggling, a pair of beautiful eyes glaring at the prodigal son in front of him.

"Why do you remember you? Who do you think you are? Well——"

Before he could finish speaking, something cold was applied to his lips.

"you--"

Jian Ning wanted to open his mouth to scold him, but the other party seized the opportunity and drove straight in, attacking the city.

Ambiguous sounds sounded in this quiet space, and the sound of breathing became heavier and heavier.

"Breathe, idiot—"

(End of this chapter)