Chapter 17 I promise, I promise

After roaring, Ma Xiaoyong instantly became extremely sober. However, the more sober ... The more I can feel the pain that pierces my heart.

"This is so meowy, this is too tormenting." Wiping his sweaty forehead, Zhang Song thought viciously.

At this time, he not only had to divide his mental strength to pay attention to Ma Xiaoyong's safety, but also pay more attention to prevent being startled by Ma Xiaoyong's sudden voice again.

The spiritual power that was already losing rapidly was lost even faster.

After nearly ten minutes, the medicine barrel had begun to clear.

"It's coming... It's almost "...

Zhang Songqiang endured the feeling of dizziness and muttered excitedly. Looks.. He was so happy in his heart!

At the same time, Ma Xiaoyong also felt that his body was not so painful. I looked down.

"Ahh Yes... I've finally survived!" Ma Xiaoyong let out a roar of victory.

Ma Xiaoyong only cared about himself being happy, but he didn't know that someone next to him was about to be unlucky again.

"Hum... Airplanes... Buzz "... Zhang Song only felt that his brain was buzzing at the moment, how could he, who was already running out of mental power, withstand this sudden fright? As soon as he rolled his eyes, he fainted directly.

If someone saw this scene, they would be so shocked that their eyes would fall, right?

This mud horse is too shocking, okay? You little kid just roared and directly stunned a fourth-order great magician? Do you dare not be such a child's play?

It took another two or three minutes or so.

Ma Xiaoyong didn't feel a trace of pain at all, and then looked down at the liquid that had become clear.

He wanted to let out another roar.

Just do it when you think of it...

"Roar, roar, roar, roar, roar"...

"Well, it's so comfortable to roar." Ma Xiaoyong said secretly in his heart.

Then he got dressed and strode towards the thatched hut.

He didn't know that the roar of someone lying on the ground on the other side of him not only had a shadow in his heart, but also in his body.

Every time he roared, the body of someone lying on the ground shook. Alas, the dignified fourth-order great magician, who can be regarded as a figure who can call the wind and rain in this Blue Moon Town, has been hit by such a cruel and inhumane blow today.

Come to the thatched hut......

The door is not closed?

"Grandpa Zhang, Grandpa Zhang, are you in there?"

Although Ma Xiaoyong knew that the result was exactly what he had guessed, he still tried to call Zhang Song outside the door.

This old man is just a bit of a quirk. But the door is closed when the man is in the house, but when the man leaves, the door is open.

"Forget it, since I'm not here, I'll go back on my own," Ma Xiaoyong said and walked towards the bottom of the mountain.

On the way, Ma Xiaoyong looked very happy. actually hummed an unknown nursery rhyme, bouncing and jumping. He has always behaved like a little adult, mature and steady. The unsmiling face always has a vague heart.

Not far ahead, the small courtyard of his house has come into view. However, suddenly. Ma Xiaoyong stopped thinking about continuing to walk past.

On the stone steps of the courtyard gate... A woman sat there stunned with a six-month-old baby in her arms.

An uncomfortable feeling filled Ma Xiaoyong's heart, and his nose was slightly sour. "This scene is so familiar, in the past, he sat on the stone steps with his mother and waited for his father to come back, but this time, is he waiting for himself?"

At this moment, Pony Yong's cute face was already full of tears. Clench your fists. His lips were bitten and blood oozed from them. He wanted to run over and hug her tightly. But he was afraid, he was afraid that she would only grieve. She's shed enough tears these days, and he doesn't want her to shed any more tears.

He's been around the ghost gate today... Will he be so lucky next time?

Slowly retreated, then turned and galloped towards the back mountain.

In fact... He should have gone over and hugged her tightly. Although, he didn't want her to shed tears. However... What he doesn't know is that "it's easy to wipe away tears, but what can't be wiped away... Acacia" !!

Back in front of the thatched house in the back mountain, Ma Xiaoyong sat with his back against the old tree. The thatched hut was still open, which meant that the old man had not returned, and he did not want to go in himself. Just sit against the old tree.

In the depths of the bamboo forest, Zhang Song slowly got up from the ground and shook his head slightly and was a little dizzy. "Where is my meow?",

"I'm so dizzy"!

After a few minutes, think back to the previous scene. Zhang Song was suddenly angry. "It's not you, damn little ghost. The old man will kill you now. Zhang Song said viciously. As he spoke, he continued to shake his head, which was still a little dizzy, and walked towards the thatched hut.

"Hmph", when he returned to the thatched house, he saw Ma Xiaoyong sitting on the old tree, snorted heavily and walked into the house, and then there was a "bang", and the door was slammed shut. Zhang Song is now angry when he sees this kid.

"Uh, what's wrong with this old man? Is there something stimulated today?, why is there such a big fire?" Ma Xiaoyong was still thinking about his mother, and was awakened by the heavy sound of the door closing. I thought with some confusion.

What he didn't know was that he had guessed right. If the cultivators on the mainland knew that he had been "stimulated" by a six-year-old doll and fainted, it was estimated that he would not have even had the face to appear in the cultivation world.

Ignoring whether Zhang Song was stimulated today, Ma Xiaoyong closed his eyes and continued to lean against the old tree.

When I opened my eyes again, the sunset had already set over the western mountains.

Ma Xiaoyong touched his rumbling belly, and reluctantly got up and knocked on the closed thatched house. "Grandpa Zhang, I know you're in there. I opened the door and went in. After Ma Xiaoyong finished speaking, he pushed the door and entered.

Looking at the old man sitting cross-legged in front of the bed, Ma Xiaoyong said helplessly again, "Grandpa Zhang, don't pretend to be asleep, I know you're awake, I'm hungry, what should I do?"

Zhang Song, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed to recover his mental strength, twitched the corners of his mouth unconsciously. "This mud horse, what do you mean I'm pretending to be asleep? Is this a cultivation comprehension? Also, it's none of my business if you're hungry or not, and you ask me what to do? Do you want to be so shameless?"

But then he thought about it, as if it really mattered to him. If this little ghost goes to take a medicinal bath hungry, will he not be able to bear it and hang up directly?

Despite this, Zhang Song is still very unhappy, because today's events are not happy. "Why don't you go home today, little ghost? When you go home, your mother will cook you food, what are you doing when you stay here with the old man?"

"Don't go home, at least I don't plan to go home until my brother is cured, and I'm going to live with you forever. Ma Xiaoyong said. "Also, you promised to give me two gold coins every month, and you also entrusted someone to send them to my mother's hands, so let the person who sent them say that I asked him to send them, and by the way, let him tell my mother that I am doing well, and I can't go back in a short time, so she doesn't have to worry. Also, let him tell my mother that the weather is getting colder and colder, don't always sit on the stone steps of the courtyard gate, it's easy to catch a cold. "And...

Hearing this series of gushing words, Zhang Song suddenly felt that his whole brain began to buzz again, and the previous meditation recovery didn't seem to have any effect? The corners of his mouth twitched fiercely again.

"Stop, stop, I promise, I promise, I promise, you don't say it anymore, I want to be quiet!". Zhang Song hurriedly interrupted Ma Xiaoyong, he was afraid that he couldn't help but roll his eyes and start to faint again, every time his brain began to buzz today, he would either be stunned for a short time, or faint directly, and he would have a shadow in his heart. Promise this little ghost first.

"Who is Jingjing?" Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Ma Xiaoyong suddenly covered his small mouth. looked at Zhang Song strangely. "This old man can't see that he's quite romantic."

Zhang Song was a little surprised by Ma Xiaoyong's strange gaze, and said, "I'll get you food first, you go and clean up the room inside, and you will sleep there in the future." Also, stay in that room at night and don't mess around. With that, the man disappeared into the room.