Chapter 1767

LAN ChuChu listened and asked for that kind of poisonous smoke, but as for what use, she didn't tell jade hand poison Zun.

After nightfall, LAN ChuChu ordered the nurse to take the little princess away. He went through the secret road and went to the plum garden again.

Tonight, it's the day she and the little monster agreed to meet every five days.

After confirming that there was no one in the four places, LAN ChuChu gently knocked three times at the wellhead.

It's her secret sign with the little monster.

There were also three percussion sounds coming from underground.

LAN ChuChu took out a rope and climbed down the old well.

When he saw LAN ChuChu, the face of the little monster showed a happy look.

Well, it's been cleaned up.

The little monster knew that LAN ChuChu hated the smell of blood in the well, so every time LAN ChuChu came, he would clean it up.

"Niang..."

The little monster just called out.

"Pa", LAN ChuChu slapped him in the face.

"I ask you, have you been discovered by Hong Mingyue? Did you tell her something? You almost killed me

LAN ChuChu stares at him, a face of resentment.

The little monster was startled, his red eyes, like a giant child, issued a faint whine cry.

"I didn't say Mother I didn't say anything. "

LAN ChuChu listened and looked a little slower.

"Well, I'll take care of that woman. Are you hungry? Would you like your mother to find a bodyguard

The monster shook his head.

He knew that his mother hated him eating people.

My mother is very angry today. He can't make her hate himself any more.

LAN ChuChu sighed.

She suddenly raised her hand and touched the little monster's face, which was slightly flushed by herself. There was a touch of pity in her eyes.

"Did your mother hurt you just now?"

The little monster was stunned. His mother had never spoken to him in such a loving tone.

He shook his head in a hurry.

"No pain Mother Hands hurt? "

Although ugly, but his eyes, but full of sincerity, like a naive big child.

Looking at the eyes, LAN ChuChu breath a smothering, some sour nose.

She thought of the poisonous smoke in her arms and had an impulse to escape.

However, as long as the monster is alive, it may be found.

He will destroy what he has now.

LAN ChuChu hardened his heart.

"My mother is just too impulsive. Mother is worried that you will be found in danger. Come here, son, and let your mother hold you. "

LAN ChuChu's voice is soft. Her gentle voice is just like the sounds of nature to the little monster.

He was not used to it at first, but he couldn't resist his mother's warmest embrace. He held LAN ChuChu carefully.

"How about a lullaby for you, mother? You grow up so big, mother has not sung for you, coax you to sleep

LAN ChuChu said, humming a song.

The song, echoing at the bottom of the old well, was beautiful and beautiful.

Little monster eyelids, a little bit down.

He has been longing for this kind of embrace for a long time.

He never thought that he could fall asleep in such a song one day.

He closed his eyes, did not see, LAN ChuChu humming songs at the same time, the face is so ferocious.

When the little monster made a slight snore, LAN ChuChu quickly pulled away his arm.

She stood up, took a final look at the little monster, and quickly climbed up the rope.

After leaving the ancient well, LAN ChuChu took out the bottle containing the poisonous smoke. She opened the bottle, and a stream of green smoke, like a poisonous tongue spitting a letter, drilled out.

LAN ChuChu threw the bottle into the old well.

Then she took out a ban and sealed it on the ancient well.

After all this, she said.

"Don't blame me. If you want to blame, you shouldn't be a monster."

LAN ChuChu left.

Under the old well, the little monster heard the sound of the old well and woke up immediately.

He touched his side and found that his mother had left.

He was a little disappointed in the bottom of his heart. He had not had time to say a few more words with his mother, and he did not say anything about jade hand poison respect.

The woman was really a bad man, trying to stir up the relationship between him and his mother.

His mother loves him, otherwise how could she sing to him.

At this time, only a "bang Dang" was heard.

I don't know what's falling from it.

Then the light of the old well disappeared completely.

The wellhead is sealed up.

The little monster was surprised. His vision, even if there was no light at all, could see things. He soon found out that a bottle had fallen.It's the bottle. There's green smoke coming out.

The smoke was getting thicker and thicker, and the narrow space in the old well, but soon, the smoke spread rapidly.

The little monster felt a little dizzy in his head and weak in his limbs.

Instinctively, he realized that the smoke was poisonous.

"Mother "Mother"

the little monster was excited, and he realized that the bottle was thrown down by his mother.

He flew up, but as soon as he got to the well head, the force of restraint blocked him back.

That prohibition is ten times stronger than the previous one.

The blood in the little monster's body, all of a sudden, surged into the brain.

His hands and feet, a little bit cold down.

A terrible thought came to his mind.

Mother is going to kill him!

Mother is going to poison him!

Jade hand poison Zun's words are right, mother does not love him at all.

She's using him.

She was afraid that he would be discovered by the bad woman and confess her, so she would not hesitate to sing to him and let him relax his guard.

Just when he was addicted to his mother's love, she tried to kill him with the drug.

The body of the little monster fell to the ground powerlessly.

In this dark, wet, cold old well, tears such as flood, burst the dike in an instant, can no longer suppress.

Why Do this to him.

He never thought of harming anyone, and he never thought of confessing his mother.

All he did was to survive.

I just want my mother to see him more.

How much he thought Think about

Consciousness, split from the body of the little monster, his heart stopped beating, that ugly face, no expression.

Guwellhead, LAN ChuChu as if to hear the voice of the old well under the call of the mother.

She covered her face and her ears and ran out of the plum garden like a madman.

At the entrance of Meiyuan, she gasped heavily.

Under the feet, the snow reflects, making the night of the temple as bright as day.

LAN ChuChu looked at her hands. Her hands were white and flawless, but she knew that the hands were stained with blood, which was her child's blood.

LAN ChuChu burst out laughing.

"Well, finally. Good death. No one will know the secret from now on. "

There were no tears in her eyes.

Back to the bedroom, LAN ChuChu ordered.

"Come on, tomorrow morning, I'll find some bodyguards and transport some boulders to bury the old well in Meiyuan."

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