WIFE CAN'T ESCAPE MTL

Chapter 48

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Chapter 48

Song Luan really wanted to turn his face with the Taoist in front of him. What did he say? ! She opened her eyes and stared at the Taoist priest, as if to stare at a hole in her body. She took a deep breath and said in a dry throat: "You... I am very unhappy about what I said. "

The Taoist style was light and light, and he smiled meaningfully at her, "Don't Madam know this ending long ago?"

Song Luan's heart shook, and his nails fell deep into the tender flesh of his palm. His hands were extremely ruthless, and he pinched his own pain, and kept his mind awake by the pain.

What does this Taoist priest know? !

Song Luan took a breath and carefully examined the Taoist's face carefully. His eyebrows were still very young and his face was quiet. As if he had a good chest, he felt ethereal.

Song Luan probably understood what he said. The previous sentence of the Taoist priest refers to the ending of the original master in the book of "Power Minister". He is not wrong. If she follows the original book, she is indeed dying of death.

The husband and son ended her life personally, as tragically as she was still dead.

The fingers under Song Luan's sleeves tremble uncontrollably, and the sound from his throat also trembles, "Then dare to ask Master, can there be a way to crack?"

The little Taoist smiled slightly, "Everything can't be forced, or let it go. The forced change of life may be counterproductive."

Is the forced change of life referring to her deliberately avoiding the original book? Does she have to live only if she walks a little bit along the original plot along the lines of the people.

Song Luan Qiang Yan smiled, "I..."

She wanted to say something. The little priest in front of her voluntarily interrupted her. "Ma's face is pale and lack of blood. You should often feel shortness of breath and shortness of breath in recent days. My heart is sore, and the lady really never thought about what happened. Is it something?"

This sentence seemed to be straight towards her head. Song Luan was not stupid or stupid. He could understand exactly what he wanted to say. Is this one of the sequelae of the collapse?

But she clearly...

Song Luan straightened his back, but his face grew paler. She said hardly: "That was only temporary, I just took the medicine. I also hope the leader will not talk nonsense."

The little Taoist smiled softly. "When is it good for you, Madam?"

Song Luan has no strength to question the identity of the person in front of her. She can be sure that there is no such priest in the entire book, and no mention of it. His unpredictable words are already known. Her identity as a traverser, even he may know that this world is just the world in a book.

Song Luan's back was constantly sweating with beads of sweat. After being reminded by him, she remembered that when her body gradually improved, she was in a cold war with Zhao Nanyu.

The pupil shrank suddenly, and Song Luan realized at this time that she could live longer if she kept the original settings.

Suddenly, Song Luan felt that the existence of this book seemed to be adjusting her. No matter what the final result was, the only difference was that Zhao Nanyu now had such insignificant liking for her.

Does she really want to continue to live like the original owner, relying on Zhang Yang's arrogant, arrogant and willful personality?

The little Taoist seemed to see the doubts in her heart, and she became a good man once in a while, and said meaningfully: "My wife is clever and intelligent, and she will definitely find life."