Then he would come over extremely impatiently.

Sure enough, seeing Jiu'er squatting on the ground unable to get up, Lu Beicheng had an impatient look on his face, but he still walked up to her.

This time, his tone was gentler: "It's really uncomfortable?"

"It hurts." She lowered her head and counted.

One, two, three...a familiar sigh came from above the head.

Then he squatted down, picked her up, and walked directly to the camp without saying anything.

She no longer asked whether she and the man in black knew each other.

Jiu'er hesitated for a moment, then finally followed her innermost original intention and rested her head on his chest.

My heart is sour.

You are Uncle Nine Emperors.

You must be the Nine Emperors Uncle who has lost his memory, right?

Otherwise, how could there be people in the world who behave, behave, and even feel exactly the same?

If you are really the Nine Emperors Uncle, then what method should she use to make him regain his memory and remember what happened between the two of you?

When will her Nine Emperors uncle really come back?

Jiuer couldn't help but stretched out his hand and grabbed Lu Beicheng's shirt.

Lu Beicheng lowered his head and couldn't clearly see the expression on this girl's face, but he could feel her anxiety and uneasiness.

I don't know what I'm thinking about.

She didn't say anything, and he didn't ask.

Soon, the two of them returned to the camp.

Jiuer whispered: "Master Jiu, I seem to be feeling better and can come down now."

If you think too much, call him Nine Emperors Uncle.

The Concentric Key is his, and the feeling of belonging to the Nine Emperors Uncle is also his, and everything belongs to him.

He is Uncle Nine Emperors, right?

Lu Beicheng said nothing, and when he was about to put her down, several figures were approaching quickly from the front.
Chapter completed!