Chapter 1176: Imperial City 58

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It's just people. Once the spirit is relaxed, the sleepiness will strike. In the past two days, she was very tense in spirit. Without actually sleeping for a minute, she was able to sustain her belief by maintaining the city of Merian. Waiting for Merian City to wake up was her only thought.

She was afraid that once she slept, he would never wake up.

at the moment……

Qu Taner hit a haha.

Looking at Merian City, she saw the tiredness on her beautiful face. The bloodshot eyes were familiar. Could not help but aching. He never imagined that this injury had passed him for several months. In these days, for him, she must not take a good rest ...

"Daner, are you tired?" Mo Liancheng asked softly.

Qu Tan'er shook his head. "Not tired."

"Don't be stubborn, just sleep for a while when you are tired." Merlian City took her little hands, slowly pulled her closer to her, gently helped her to lie on the bed, and said softly, "Sleep, I watch . "

Qu Taner agreed gently, looking reluctantly at Mo Liancheng, and then slowly closed his eyelids. The little face, which was a little tight, slowly relaxed. After a while, Morien heard her gentle and even breathing. This also means that she really fell asleep.

Mo Liancheng caressed the slightly thin face and felt heartache. Secretly swear in my heart, Taner, I will never let you go through these ...

For a long time, the city of Merian returned to God.

He sat next to Qu Taner, his eyes lightly scanning Qin Ling who was still lying on the ground in a daze. He smiled and said, "Now, you should sit up and hurry up and adjust your time."

"What's the effect of not tuned? No matter how tuned, it can't be defeated by others ..." Qin Ling said this, it is quite realistic. It's not that he gave up on himself, but that he's such a very realistic guy.

Morian City stared at Qinling with a little interest.

In adversity, there will always be various kinds of metamorphic geniuses ... Since ancient times, no matter which Da Lu cultivates, the refining pharmacist is a scarce talent. Hearing Taner said that Qin Ling can produce Huihundan, a finished product of the Qu clan, and there are many semi-finished products in question. Such a big man is so young and has a bright future. No wonder Tan Er was reluctant to kill, and what other half-clan people spoke.

In the case of Merlin, he couldn't bear to kill himself.

Kill one, really one less.

At the same time, it is also a loss in the refining industry.

If it can be brought back to the tribe, it will be a great gain ...

Qin Ling trembled when he met the light of Mo Liancheng.

Then the light really made Qin Ling very uncomfortable. How to say it, the specific Qin Ling could not be described. It just felt like a flowing cloud in the sky, which was considerable but untouchable. In the same way, it also gave him a kind of innocent coldness and nobility, unattainable, unbearable to see, that is not the world he can touch ...

Just a glance, Qin Ling looked away from his eyes.

"Follow me later." Mo Liancheng said softly. There is no threat, just a bland invitation, like a breeze blowing, there is no trace of it. However, it touched the bottom of Qinling's heart. It was warm, but it had a different feeling.

Follow me ...

Such a sentence, Qin Ling wanted to refuse, but could not refuse!

Qin Ling suddenly looked up when he thought about it for a lifetime, his glazed eyes seemed to be struggling! Aggrieved! At the same time it is quite complicated.

(End of this chapter)