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He clasped her slender shoulders tightly with both hands, restless, hesitant, trembling, and almost choked up, "You...... You...... Another wound on your back......"

Everyone was confused by Murong Qian's aberration, only to see that he was trembling all over, his eyes were red, and he was holding Miss Ji with red eyes, and he stared at Ji Shuyun's eyes without blinking, as if he wanted to see something from it.

Ji Shuyun frowned, shook his hand and waved away Murong Qian's hand and said, "Third Prince, Miss Ben said, I have no memory of the past, so don't ask, I don't know anything." ”

Amnesia?!

Yes, Yun'er said she had amnesia......

After detoxifying the poison of the Soul Dispersion, she lost her memory......

"Besides, even if you remember, Ji Shuyun has died under your palm, on the edge of the cliff......" Ji Shuyun said coolly, his eyes were full of ruthlessness and coldness, turning into ice and rushing straight towards Murong Qian, only to make him like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, and he was in pain.

He staggered back two steps, his head blank, his heart pressing against his ribcage, trying to rob him of all his breath.

The scene on the edge of the cliff came like magic.

That day, she laughed bitterly, like a dying goose, and asked him if he had never believed her......

He still questioned her angrily......

Yun'er, Yun'er......

Murong Qian stared at the pale-faced woman with a smile on the corner of his mouth in front of him with lost eyes, and his memory was like a flood that had leaked the floodgates.

Paragraph by paragraph of cold words, ruthlessly hurting him again and again, like a sharp sword, he secretly gritted his teeth to bear this **naked and bloody pain, but he was unwilling to look away.

I'm afraid that as soon as I escape, I will lose her forever!

When he thought he was about to suffocate, Ji Shuyun smiled lightly.

In her eyes, he could not see waves, no attachment, not even familiarity, as if he were just an inconsequential stranger.

"The third prince should let it go, everyone present is still waiting for evidence."

After saying that, Ji Shuyun no longer paid attention to Murong Qian, who was lost like a soul, turned around and buried Zhen Shou again into the arms of Jun Wuji, whose face was dark, and said coldly: "Pull out the arrow!" ”

Murong Qian, after all, this man owes "Ji Shuyun", she will not be soft on such a ruthless person.

Although Ji Shuyun's attitude is still bad, she chose to pull out the arrow for her, which is a great encouragement for Jun Wuji.

Putting away the excitement in his heart, Jun Wuji said slowly: "The third prince should hurry up and get out of the way, lest the blood of the deity lady splash on you." ”

Jun Wuji bit the word Mrs. very hard, and it was outrageous and domineering.

Murong Qian retreated, and said in a deep voice: "She is not your wife!" ”

Yes, even if she is really the lady of Zun Wuji, even if he does everything, he will snatch her back, no matter what, he will not give up!

After saying that, Murong Qian glanced at Ji Shuyun as if he was going to win, and then turned around and walked away.

The back actually gave birth to a sense of tragedy.

Jun Wuji lowered his phoenix eyes slightly, lowered his head and said softly to the little man in his arms: "Bite my shoulder, this forbearance will break your teeth." ”

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