Chapter 646

Ji jiudaytime didn't speak.

It's not that he didn't think about it.

But he didn't think about mahogany, he thought about jirao.

Ji nine daytime hums to smile a, "master worries for me, these useful?"

He lowered his head and bit Ji Rao's cracked lip.

Ji Rao clenched the Torreya grandis in his hand, and then gave Ji jiudaytime a slap.

Ji jiudaytime's face is hit slant past.

He put his tongue on his hot cheek.

Ji Rao now has no spirit power, and his body is empty. This slap has no strength.

But let Ji nine day dissatisfaction is Ji Rao's behavior.

"Nine days, I really want to kill you."

Although Ji Rao used to call him jiudaytime, Ji jiudaytime just understood that he called him jiudaytime now. He just didn't think he was worthy of the surname "Ji". He didn't want to have any relationship with himself, including a surname.

Clearly in the heart suffer of want to die, he still curved corners of the mouth to smile to come out, "Ji Rao, Ji Rao, it's a pity that you didn't kill me at the beginning."

He clasped Ji Rao's shoulder and threw him on the couch.

The Torreya in his hand fell to the ground, making a small sound.

Without waiting for Ji Rao to get up, a shadow came down.

Ji Rao's pupil shrinks, "nine days!"

The only response to him was the tearing of silk.

……

This time it was longer than ever, Ji Rao estimated that it should have been five days.

Even with the protection of pills, he almost died in bed.

Ji Rao has been playing for five days and has been in a coma for three days. When he wakes up again, he feels that his soul is almost separated from his body.

He blinked and his consciousness returned.

Ji Rao struggled to get up from the couch.

The chain on his foot was broken.

Maybe I don't think Ji Rao can run away now.

He went down from the couch, dragging his tired and aching body. When his foot touched the ground, his thigh immediately became sour, and he fell to the ground powerlessly, almost giving him a concussion.

He took a few steps forward and put the small piece of wood in his hand.

The little wood has been with him for so many years that he has long stopped treating it as a simple wood.

It's a pity that Ji Rao has no spiritual power now, so he can only put Torreya grandis on his chest tightly, and can't do anything else.

He fell on the ground for a while and felt the cold air coming from the floor. Then he stood up slowly.

Every step he took was very slow, his legs shaking.

He didn't know if Ji jiudaytime would kill himself. Anyway, Ji Rao couldn't shoot out at all in the end.

Ji Rao barefoot, push open the door.

Looking at the scene outside in the yard, I couldn't help squinting.

He hasn't been out for a long time.

He took Torreya grandis and went out step by step, sitting on the stone table.

It hurts in the back, but he can't lie on it.

Ji Rao feels the wind that she hasn't felt for a long time and closes her eyes gently.

He didn't know how many days he had to live.

It's been so many years. When can things get better in yubajiang.

When Ji jiudaytime came back, he saw Ji Rao sitting on the stone table in the yard. His clothes were just changed when he left. When the wind blows over, it seems to be a little cold. Ji Rao shrunk a little, looking very thin and pitiful.

Ji nine daytime in the heart a certain instant fell down.

He can't help slowing down the pace, lightly walk to toward Ji Rao to walk past.

Ji Rao is also very tired. Even if he is standing beside him now, Ji Rao doesn't feel it.