The hero of the female supporting role in fast time travel is highly poisonous

"Aniang, I'm not cursing her, it's just my feeling." It may be that Yang Bingling said it too plainly, but it made Morou even more angry, "Don't call me Aniang, you are not my daughter."

Yang Bingling finally understands Huang Lang a little bit now, and Huang Lang's loneliness is also tentatively tried two points, "Mother, I don't want to lie to you, but the book that big brother said really exists."

"I don't know why I came here, and why I took up Yiyi's body, but in our world, some people really became immortals." Yang Bingling approached Mo Rou step by step, and helped Mo Rou to sit down .

"I also want to help you find Yiyi. I can feel that book is very important, so just let me go." Yang Bingling stared at Mo Rou with sincerity.

"Will that book really help me find Yiyi?" Mo Rou was still dubious, if there was one, he could really take a gamble.

"Yes." Yang Bingling didn't know whether to feel relieved or sad, maybe both, after all, he and Mo Rou had only been together for less than a year.

Yang Bingling had already made up her mind when Mo Rou asked that sentence. If she really had to, she had no choice but to use the skills she learned in the sect to return her body to Huang Yiyi.

"I'll go with you." Mo Rou was worried that Yang Bingling would go with Huang Lang. Although Huang Lang hadn't harmed Yang Bingling, the old man had to be on his guard.

Originally, Yang Bingling wanted to refuse, but seeing Mo Rou's earnest face, she felt a little bit bad, but in the end, it was all because Mo Rou felt better because of her heart, so she agreed.

As soon as he said he would leave, Yang Bingling almost took the house away on his back. When Huang Wei came back to see the tragic situation of the two of them, he found that there was nothing left in the family except his grandfather. Leave yourself alone.

Along the way, these three people were as embarrassing as they were, each had their own little thoughts, and Mo Rou didn't speak much along the way, and the three of them maintained a surprisingly unanimous silence.

Soon they arrived in Liancheng, and the three of them found a hotel. There were many Lianjiazi among the people walking back and forth on the street, and the rumor about the book unexpectedly attracted so many people.

Yang Bingling saw a woman with a very kind face, but couldn't remember where she had seen her before. The woman smiled sweetly when passing by, and a person wearing a bamboo hat could not see her face clearly.

After the two walked away, the woman wearing the bamboo hat put her hands down, "Feng'er, that's her."

"It's her? She doesn't look very good, she doesn't even have internal strength, how did she hurt you like this?" Jin Feng didn't believe what the woman said.

"She has a knife in her hand, so fast that she can't even see when she took it out and when she took it back." The woman was obviously a little scared when she said it.

"You have said these words many times. I thought it was such a powerful character, but she was just a little girl who didn't open her eyes." Jinfeng didn't take Yang Bingling to heart at all. Know what it is."

"Maybe it's a boyfriend and girlfriend, that girl is the only girl in the Huang family, and she wants to cling to the Huang family too much." The two went all the way to the house, and the woman threw the bamboo hat aside, "This shit is suffocating me. "

"I don't look like it." Jin Feng didn't believe what Jin Yan said. "I think they are like brothers and sisters. If I were in love, I would have a way to break up with her. That girl is so skinny that she doesn't even have any flesh. There is nothing to like."

"Remember what you are here for, don't just think about being pretty, be like some people." Jin Yan would think of some people when he saw it, and would get angry when he thought of some people.

"Some people? Who are they?" Jin Feng didn't know anything about Jin Yan's private affairs. To be precise, Jin Feng only knew about what happened after she got to know Jin Yan, and she didn't know anything about what happened before.

"Take care of yourself, I want Fengming from that girl's hand." If Jin Yan couldn't get Fengming again, the injury on his face would be even worse.

Yang Bingling was carried back by Huang Lang, and attracted a lot of attention on the road, Huang Lang covered Yang Bingling's face, it's really hard to say if there is any old man here, it would be bad if there was.

He stepped as fast as he could and entered the door of the hotel before he breathed a sigh of relief, and put Yang Bingling on the bed, "Ma'am, is she using Fengming again?" Huang Lang could guess just by looking at Yang Bingling's appearance.

"That group of gangsters?" That group of people are local snakes in the city, and there are really not many people who rented by themselves. It is easy to clean up these small gangsters, and more people will come later.

"Well, there is another person surnamed Xiao who has some nasty words in his mouth." Mo Rou deliberately didn't say that Yang Bingling used Feng Ming for her own sake, and she didn't even want to think about it.

"This girl is crazy. She almost lost her life when she used it last time. She really needs to change her temper." Huang Lang said this to himself, but it was deeply imprinted on Mo Rou's heart. heart.

"How could her life be in danger?" Mo Rou thought it was just a loss of strength. "The last time her life was in danger, why didn't anyone tell me?"

"I thought Ah Wei told you, didn't he tell you?" Huang Lang really didn't expect Huang Wei to be so courageous.

"No, if only I knew how to make her take action." Mo Rou didn't know who she was worrying about, and it was an indescribable feeling in her heart.

"Last time I used Feng Ming's power to clean up a person. In the end, it was Cousin Huang Si's Bilong Pill that didn't lose too much blood." Huang Lang recalled that time and looked at Yang Bingling's current situation, "It's much better now than it was then. gone."

"I remembered, the last time you came back to say that you got a little injury?" After thinking about it, Mo Rou thought that only she didn't know about that time.

"Did I tell you that?" Huang Lang denied it without even thinking about it. Such a thing must not be admitted. If he admits it, he still expects A Niang to believe in him?

"A Wei should know about this, I'll ask that brat about it." Mo Rou knew that Yang Bingling was nothing serious this time, and he could guess just by looking at Huang Wei's expression.

"I'm afraid that Auntie will be worried, Auntie can't wrong me." This is the first time in a long time that Huang Lang and Mo Rou acted like a baby like before.

In Mo Rou's heart, it is impossible to say that she has no ideas. In retrospect, although she had to live under the pressure of the old man, these children were very caring.

But now in this situation, even if the mirror is broken, even if the two halves want to reconcile together, after all, there is still a gap, and Mr. Huang is the eternal gap between Mo Ruan and Huang Lang.

"Aniang, there is something I want to tell you." After thinking for a long time, Huang Lang decided to tell Mo Rou, "I grew up beside you, and I know your temper better than Awei and Yiyi."

Mo Rou didn't know what Huang Lang was going to say, but she just felt that she was one head and two big, and her relationship with Huang Lang and Yang Bingling was messed up by herself.

"Aniang, although Yang Bingling is not the soul of Yiyi, in Yang Bingling's heart she regards you as her own mother. Why do you bother to worry about whether she is Yiyi?" Huang Lang knew that this set of arguments was still far away. Morou can't be persuaded
"Yiyi will definitely come back in the end, but Yang Bingling treats you so sincerely, but you only have Yiyi in your heart. One day in the future, Yiyi will come back and Yang Bingling is gone. How will you face it?" fire.

"But if it wasn't for her, how could my one by one have disappeared?" Mo Rou kept holding back this sentence in her heart and didn't know who to tell her, "I have got these two children in my life, but now because of her arrival I don’t know where my one by one was thrown.”

Mo Rou grabbed Huang Lang's arm, "Aniang knows about the matter with the old man. Aniang shouldn't blame you, but Aniang really can't do what she usually does. It's the same reason."

"Aniang, sometimes it's too easy for you to think about the past. If you keep living in the past, you will find that you will live in regret for the rest of your life." Huang Lang didn't dare to say these things for his own sake, but for Yang Bingling he dare.

"Live in the past?" This sentence almost awakened Mo Rou, thinking about it carefully, Huang Lang's words were not wrong at all, he had been obsessed with the past and couldn't extricate himself.

"Me too." This is what Huang Lang wants to tell Mo Rou. It's too uncomfortable to be caught between Mo Rou's grandfather. Grandpa is okay, but facing Mo Rou, Huang Lang is really powerless. Do not speak without reason.

Huang Lang said this sentence in a very low voice, so low that Mo Rou only heard the sentence "behind me" and there was almost no sound.Looking at Yang Bingling on the bed, Mo Rou felt that it was becoming more and more difficult for him to face.

That night Mo Rou thought for a long time, and when the next day was about to dawn, Mo Rou secretly left Yang Bingling and Huang Lang with her luggage, maybe she made a mistake in deciding to come.

Huang Lang didn't see Mo Rou until noon, panicked for no reason, knocked on the door for a long time but no one answered. "Aunt, are you there, Aunt?"

Huang Lang broke in and saw only an empty house and a letter left on the table, saying in his heart, "I know what you said is right, but I can't face myself like that, whether it's because of you or whether it's because of you. Keep the original appearance, I'm leaving, don't read it, if Yiyi comes back, I'll go find grandpa."

From the beginning to the end of the letter, he didn't care about Yang Bingling's injury, which made Huang Lang feel a little chilled.

This time Yang Bingling woke up after resting for a while, lying on the bed too lazy to move, and not long after, she heard Huang Lang shouting from downstairs, "Come down to eat when you wake up, stay in the room and wait to die?"

"What are you talking about, be careful that Auntie comes out to clean you up." Yang Bingling yelled back in the room, but immediately got out of bed and rushed out, she was really hungry.

Looking out of the room, Yang Bingling wanted to jump up and hit Huang Lang, "Brother, are you kidding me? Where is the meal?"

"Let's go out to eat." Huang Lang supported Yang Bingling with one hand and Mo Rou's letter with the other. Huang Lang was still hesitating whether to show Yang Bingling or not.

"Going out to eat? By the way, what about Auntie?" It stands to reason that Auntie would come out and say a few words after such a big commotion between me and elder brother. "Why don't you call Auntie together?"

"Auntie is gone." Huang Lang hid the letter in his sleeve, "Your second brother is in a hurry to find Auntie, so he left before he could say hello to you."

"Oh, I'm hungry." His stomach growled, but Yang Bingling really didn't feel that hungry, especially after Mo Rou left. "Brother, do you think Auntie really minds so much?"

"Never mind." Huang Lang naturally knew what Yang Bingling was talking about, and he didn't want to give Yang Bingling unnecessary hope, "I thought about this problem at the beginning, and I figured it out when I first returned to Huang's house. "

"Brother, tell me." Yang Bingling had no topic to talk about, so he just found a topic and asked, "Actually, I'm not the younger sister of the elder brother, why doesn't the elder brother mind at all?"

Seeing that Huang Lang treated her as usual, Yang Bingling secretly hoped that Mo Rou would treat her like this one day.

"It's a lie to say that I don't mind, but after a long time, I feel that it's nothing. Medically speaking, you are my sister." Although Huang Lang said so, he has never been so close to Yang Bingling since he knew Yang Bingling was not one by one. up.