Jiu Ling leaned on the ground, his mouth was covered in blood, and his appearance was very shattered.

He usually pays attention to his appearance most. He always looks handsome no matter when he is, but at this time he ignores his image and looks at the bright night sky in the sky, smiling with his eyes.

For the first time in this thousand years, I felt that the sky was so beautiful.

Squinted his eyes, stared at the brightest star above his head, and said to himself: "Ziye, Gu Luan, if that kid Qin Jian is really him, I owe you something, it would be a little more reward."

Thinking of this, I felt sad.

Guluan was originally named Guluan, with his courtesy name Ziye and Qin Ziye.

But since Feng'er and his son died, he was sealed, not only did he not want his surname, but he didn't even want his words.

Now there is only Gu Luan, but not Qin Ziye.

Qin Jian and Jin Peng were already exhausted and were about to lose their strength. They lay down next to Jiu Ling, one on the left and one on the right, looking at the starry sky above their heads together.

There is only one living head in my heart. They come out and survive.

The three of them didn't go anywhere, so they lay here and slept for a while. It was almost dawn when Qin Jian got up, took Jin Peng's cell phone, and called his father.

Although Qin Jianan had the message from An Yin and knew that Qin Jian was alive, he felt a little relieved, but he couldn't see him for a day and could not feel relieved for a day.

Every day I wonder whether Qin Jian's injury has improved, whether it has worsened, what will happen if it has improved, and what will happen to him if it has worsened?

Is there any way to cure it, if not...

Even if the injury is healed, can you find a way out? If not, can you only wait until the next time 404 is turned on, will the 404 be turned on again?

Although 404 is almost unshakable when it is opened once in three years, 404 is a different world space after all, so how can it ensure that there is no other situation?

Qin Jianan repeats various thoughts almost every day. Every time he thinks of bad things, his heart feels like a huge rock that has been pressed down by a thousand pounds.

Since I learned that Qin Jian had an accident, I have never slept peacefully.

He was worried, but in front of his wife, he could not express it, so as not to add more negative emotions to his wife, who was already restless all day long.

On this day, as usual, he only slept in a daze for less than two hours before he woke up, and then he had a long insomnia night.

I heard my wife's silent sigh...

He knew his wife had another insomnia night.

Usually, he doesn't show his emotions in front of his wife, so why doesn't his wife force her to be energetic and not show weakness in front of him?

Qin Jian'an was as worried as a knife, but he lay quietly, motionless, fearing that he would alarm his wife and tear the calmness he had made between the two of them.

My wife's disguised calmness must have been torn apart, and she may really not be able to hold on.

Finally, a ray of light appeared in the sky.

Qin Jian'an usually gets up at five o'clock to exercise and practice martial arts.

Mu Shulan slowed down her breathing and pretended to be asleep.

Qin Jianan waited for Mu Shulan to prepare, then pretended to wake up, kissed his wife gently on the forehead, got up and got out of bed, and entered the bathroom.

The moment the bathroom door was closed, the two of them pretended to be disguised and removed at the same time, feeling deeply sad and worried.

Qin Jianan turned on the faucet like usual and covered his sigh with the sound of water.
Chapter completed!