Chapter 52

Mu Yao was settled under the green tung tree, covered with Liu Fu's clothes, eyes closed.

On one side, the light of the fire was shining on Liu Fuyi's gentle face. He patted her with his hand. Seeing that she was fast asleep, he raised his head anxiously.

The ghost Rune paper on the tree trunk, together with the Duanyang emperor Ji, disappeared, and Ling Miaomiao disappeared.

These days, they only depend on a little dry food and the stream in the dreamland. At this time, it is very dangerous to be separated from their teammates. If they are not found in time, the consequences will be unimaginable.

He stood up and looked around where he could see Mu Yao. Under a clump of tall grass, he found Duanyang emperor Ji sleeping with her knees in her arms.

"Your Highness..." He gently touched Duanyang's shoulder, she was like a bird in shock, almost immediately jumped up, to see his face, it was weak down, with a full of grievances and panic, a head into his arms, crying: "brother Liu, you finally come back..."

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Mu Sheng hurried back all the way. Near the green tung tree, he slowed down and walked into the dense forest first.

The forever dark night is irritating. The big and round moon is like a piece of paper cut out, cold and clear, without any vitality.

The water of the stream is cold and tinkling, just like a girl's singing. The fallen leaves are creaking under his feet. He walks faster and faster without deliberately hiding the sound of footsteps.

The bird on the branch was startled and flew away from the branch. The stream was empty. Only the water reflecting the moonlight washed the mossy stones.

Didn't you ask her to wait here?

He bowed his head. A small pool of coagulated blood on the ground had turned black and hidden among the mottled dead leaves.

He fixed his eyes on the bloodstain, stood stiff for a moment, turned and quickly turned back.

As soon as he came, he saw a pair of men and women embracing each other. Far under the tree, Mu Yao, pale, was lying alone.

"Sister?"

Muyao lay beside the fire, with frost on her eyelashes and a steady breath. He squatted and looked down at her sleeping face, as if someone gave him a cool hand and calmed down.

It's just a moment, and it's getting upset again.

The line of sight encircled a circle, did not see the familiar figure.

This kind of annoyance almost immediately turned into uncontrollable anger. After a few steps, he pulled Liu Fu's clothes away and looked at him. Then he turned to Duanyang emperor Ji, who was crying bitterly. His tone was cold: "young master Liu, it's not the time to hold a beautiful woman."

Liu Fu Yi frowned: "ah Sheng, you misunderstood me..."

His words stopped, because he found that Mu Sheng was looking up at him. It was a strange look, full of hostility and hostility: "why do you hurt Ling Miaomiao?"

"Wonderful? Have you met her? " Liu Fu Yi was stunned. After a long time, he straightened out the meaning of the words, and his face was shocked. "You said me..."

Mu Sheng stares at him motionlessly, his eyes are full of pressure, his lips gently open: "isn't the key word * blocked by * yours?"

Liu Fuyi looked at him and thought about it for a long time before he realized which one "* blocked keyword" meant. Looking back, he seemed to have given the blocked keyword to Duanyang Diji when he was saving people, but he never took it back.

He subconsciously looked at the Dragon Boat Festival beside him and saw her flustered face.

“……” Mu Sheng followed Liu Fu's eyes and turned to look at her. The look made the Dragon Boat Festival shiver. He could not help but step back.

Mu Sheng's eyes sank into a dangerous black. Princess Tianjia is used to being arrogant and domineering. She takes everything she wants directly. But Ling Miaomiao and she like the same person. She is not as good as muyao. She can bully as she wants

"You did it?"

"I I didn't mean to... " In her confusion, she was incoherent.

Liu Fu Yi looked at them. One of them saw the light of the sword, and the other was so scared that he turned pale. For a moment, he was a little anxious. "What's the matter? Miaomiao, what's the matter? "

Duanyang was trembling and his legs were weak. He didn't dare to look directly into Mu Sheng's dark eyes, so he had to look at Liu Fu's clothes. His tone was full of regret: "I I had fun with her. I didn't want to hurt her. I just wanted to scare her. Who knows, she bumped into her, just... "

Liu Fuyi felt a breeze across his face. Before he could react, Mu Sheng took a hand and pinched Duanyang's neck. He almost grabbed her and moved a few steps in an instant. He bumped her into a tree. His moist eyes gazed at her without any fluctuation: "what about people?"

Duanyang's eyes were wide open. Her face was immediately flushed with blood. She opened her mouth, but she couldn't make a sound.

Liu Fuyi realized that the Mu Sheng in front of him actually moved his hand sincerely. If he didn't do it again, the next second, the boy would really kill Duanyang emperor Ji.

"Ah Sheng!" He almost immediately rushed to pull him away, some impolite to his roar: "are you crazy?"He was in a cold sweat.

Mu Yao, a younger brother, is always clever in front of his elder sister. He is a little strange to others. He knows that he has some temper and can't be irritated. But he never thought that he would suddenly do such extraordinary things, things happen too quickly, until now, he still felt some unreal, just like a dream.

Duanyang paralysis sitting on the ground, shaking into a ball, still in shock to cover his neck, eyes dull cough up.

From childhood to adulthood, she was treated with respect, not to mention being pinched. Anyone who dared to say a word to her loudly would be dragged down and killed. Even those terrible nightmares didn't make her feel the breath of death so close as just now.

Mu Sheng brushed Liu Fu's hand down, as if trying to control himself. He gave him a cold look: "what am I doing? I'm asking."

Liu Fuyi finally felt that it was necessary for him to discipline Mu Yao's younger brother. He almost glared at him and said in a low voice: "do you have such a question?"

"Young master Liu -" Mu Sheng looked at him, his mouth was full of ridicule, and his eyes didn't reflect on him. On the contrary, he asked his teacher, "you were inseparable from Ling Miaomiao before, and now even she can't see her. How do you care about me?"

"You..."

Mu Sheng has turned around, bent down, coldly looking at the shaking Dragon Boat Festival emperor Ji, the corner of the mouth smile closed up: "Ling Miaomiao people?"

The tears of the Dragon Boat Festival are falling down, the eyelashes are shaking desperately, trying to contain their sobs: "in Next to the grass, I met When I saw a ghost, it was me who called it. I didn't expect that she, she, she went for me, and I went there in a red sedan chair. "

Another sedan chair! Liu Fu clothes suddenly a Leng, infinite worry rush to heart.

Mu Sheng listen to, black eyes slightly a turn, mind uncontrollably emerge a girl's pale face, limping figure, full of forehead sweat wet eyebrows.

…… fancy.

Shed so much blood, presumably deep enough, can not walk, let alone run out from Tao Ying. In this way, dare to overstep one's ability and stand out for others?

I know her life is safe, but what's beyond it?

Eyebrows gently a pressure, body shape a flash, has been flying away, black cape such as transit typhoon.

Suddenly he noticed that Liu Fu's clothes were coming up, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. A spark exploded behind him mercilessly, and he said, "go back to see elder sister. If something happens to her, I only want you to ask!"

The spark almost exploded on Liu Fu's face. He was caught off guard and had to step back to escape. When the clouds cleared away, the Mu Sheng had already disappeared.

He stood in the same place in amazement, thinking that ah Sheng was crazy tonight.

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"wait a minute! Wait a minute Ling Miaomiao struggled hard, trying not to get to his blackened body, sweating on his back, "my palace I just saw this one in our palace. Could you let me get familiar with him first - "

she even wondered if the poor Saint could bear her weight, and would it break into slag as soon as it touched the coke?

But it's human tissue fiber, not carbon When she thought about it, the smell of her nose was more obvious. Her stomach immediately turned dizzy and she couldn't resist vomiting on the body.

"There is no news from master Tao Ying. Is there something wrong?" A kid asked timidly, "he said he would come to see the ceremony."

The old man's face suddenly darkened, turned around and stared at Ling Miaomiao, who was struggling desperately. His tone was also pitiful: "isn't it faster?"

"Goddess, I have offended you." The kid smiles in her ear, grabs the knife handle protruding from her thigh and presses it down.

"Wow --" a fierce increase of pain made her knees soften, directly sat on both sides of the coke, and arched her back in pain.

Isn't this pain relief model for fun? Why is it still so painful Or, if we didn't turn on this relief mode, she would have passed out without anesthetics?

In the eyes of stars, someone pressed her head. In front of her, a scorched black face came closer and closer, staring at her coldly. Besides the scorching smell, there was a smell of putrefaction -

"don't..." Miaomiao bit his teeth and held up his head, roaring in his heart: system, system, body protection, blue flame, open it for me!

Nothing happened. She had already felt the cold touch of sweat dripping down her ear. The side of her ear was full of IMPs' enthusiastic and cheering shouts. It seemed that she was holding a sports meeting instead of a round house.

…… Bear boy, don't learn well

"Tear --" suddenly, her back was cold, her clothes were torn a big hole, revealing the bright and clean back which was not covered under the short profanity clothes, and the cheers surged up.

"Tear --" another piece

Ling Miaomiao is stunned. How can she remember that this story happened to Mu YaoWhy does she have to go through such a plot?!

*

there was a sharp roar in my ear.

In the winter of the north, when the cold wind blows through the aluminum alloy window and squeezes out from the gap like a knife, it will make such a sound.

Ling Miaomiao let this voice prick a burst of tinnitus, can't help but frown.

The cheering suddenly rose several octaves, and suddenly turned into a scream. The scream ran across her ear, stabbed her eardrum, and there was another tinnitus She felt the shackles of her arm loose, subconsciously rolled to the side, quickly away from the "Saint child" body, and even pushed his feet in confusion.

"Shengtong" was stronger than expected, but it didn't break into debris. She just twisted it, bounced back and looked at her coldly.

God, it's terrible She closed her eyes and rolled to the side again. This time, she hit something warm. It fished up and picked her up.

Seems to be whose hand, inadvertently close to her torn clothes under the smooth belly, attracted her goose bumps, began to scream kick: "let go!"

The man was made to shake left and right by her, so he had to squat down and throw her back to the ground: "stop shouting, shut up!"

The sound was very clear and reverberated in the hall.

Then she realized that there was silence in her ears, as if the noisy cries of the kids before were all nightmares, and now it was the quiet time when the nightmares were awake.

She looked up and saw a pair of familiar black eyes.

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