Su Meng looked at him when he heard this, and found that there was a little guilt on his face, and the eyes that cast him at Song Qingzhi were like a child who made a mistake. Su Meng was a little surprised in his heart, it seemed that Song Qingdu, the little demon king of the mixed world, still cared very much about his brother, and it was estimated that only Song Qingzhi could cure him in this world.

Xiao Xuan was busy helping Song Qingzhi deal with his wounds, and suddenly raised his head and pointed at Su Meng: "Song Qingju, Shu Ge is also injured, you can help him take a look." ”

Su Meng hurriedly said to him: "No need, you can deal with your wounds first, Su Meng can do it himself." ”

Song Qingju was not reluctant to hear this, and silently gave himself medicine on the side. Su Meng sighed, looking at Song Qingzhi, who was in a semi-comatose state, and felt no taste in his heart.

After Song Qingzhu finished bandaging himself, he got up and pasted a piece of rune paper on the door, walked to Su Meng and sat down, as if he had changed his temperament. Su Meng waited patiently for a long time and didn't listen to him, so he said, "What, do you know that your conscience is disturbed now?

Song Qingju laughed when he heard this, and said in a more sincere tone: "How can Brother Su Meng compare with others? Su Meng's conscience is only given to Brother Su Meng," he sighed again, "This time it was Su Meng who hurt him, Su Meng felt uncomfortable?"

In fact, he didn't say that Su Meng also guessed: "You must be messing around again." ”

Song Qingju was hit by Su Meng's words, his face couldn't hold back, and he muttered twice: "Next time, let Su Meng see that Ah Piao woman, and see if the young master doesn't send her to the eighteenth layer of hell." ”

Speaking of this, Su Meng thought of the paper figure again, and asked him what was going on. Who knew that Song Qingdu's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Then the old Ah Piao was really fooled?"

Su Meng hurriedly asked him to make it clear, and Song Qingju shrugged: "You guessed right, that paper figure is indeed Xiao Xun's." ”

Su Meng was surprised and asked where he got it, and Song Qingju smiled secretly: "Of course it was found out of her." ”

Su Meng only now understands that this should be Song Qingdu's little paper man. The reason why Su Meng didn't recognize it at first was that the paper figures that Su Meng saw him fold last time were all red, and a white one suddenly ran over at this moment, and Su Meng really didn't react at once.

Su Meng put the little paper figure into his breast pocket, opened the door and looked left and right, and it was really empty outside. But there was a smell of rust mixed with rancid smell in the air, Su Meng was uneasy, turned on the flashlight, and found that there were several pools of blood on the aisle that I don't know whose it was, which was illuminated by the miserable white light, which was quite shocking.

Su Meng began to think about the bad side unconsciously, could this be the blood of the two of them? Su Meng suddenly didn't dare to look at the bloodstains anymore, suppressed the chaotic worries in his heart, and forced himself to focus on the half-closed door in front of him.

A faint white light shone through the crack in the door, casting an arc-shaped light and shadow on the ground, splitting the surrounding darkness and making it look dazzling. Su Meng recalled that last time she broke in with the thin man in order to save the fat man, but she didn't expect to find a lot of Lu Qian's secrets inside. At this time, a slender black shadow flickered through the door, and Su Meng's cold hair stood up in an instant, and he subconsciously retreated and hid himself in the dark corner.

Lu Qian was inside? Su Meng's heartbeat unconsciously accelerated, and even cold sweat began to break out on her forehead. It was too bad for the worst. If Su Meng went in at this time, he would definitely be discovered by Lu Qian, it seems that Su Meng would have to think of a foolproof strategy.

But Su Meng's brain is so nervous now, and she really can't think of any good way for a while. Suddenly, there was a sound on Su Meng's chest, and the little paper figure of Song Qingdu actually came to life again, poking out a small head in Su Meng's pocket, struggling to crawl out. Su Meng didn't dare to touch it again this time, and after letting it get out with great difficulty, it slid down Su Meng's clothes and fell to the floor. I saw it walk towards the front room without looking back, and disappeared through the crack in the door.

Su Meng was a little puzzled for a while, and said in his heart What is going on? Could it be that Song Qing's conscience found out that he had left a trick for Su Meng? However, not long after, Lu Qian's gloomy face poked out of the door, and he held the paper figure in his palm, but he hurriedly went downstairs with a look. This time, Su Meng was completely confused, stunned and at a loss.

It wasn't until Lu Qian's figure disappeared into the darkness that Su Meng suddenly came back to his senses, thinking that now was a rare opportunity. No matter what Lu Qian did, he would definitely not be able to come back for a while. Su Meng immediately appeared from the shadows, posted to the door of the room to take a look at the situation inside, and after confirming that there was no danger inside, she stood on tiptoe and slipped in.

The whole room was similar to when Su Meng first came, and it was also empty, with only a desk. Only this time, the locked belly of the desk was opened, and an old notebook inside was exposed.

Su Meng glanced at the book curiously, and found that the note seemed to be handmade, and the burnt yellow cover was shiny and covered with a layer of weird lines, which made people feel a strange urge to open it. Su Meng looked away and told herself that she couldn't be attracted to it, because Su Meng faintly felt that it was not a good thing.

Su Meng withdrew her distracted attention, but looked at the brightly lit operating room, and her heart beat again. What was left for Su Meng there were some memories that were both bloody and terrifying. Especially the corpse of the female anchor on the operating table, until now when she thinks about it, Su Meng is still frightened, and her scalp is numb.

But no matter how much Su Meng resisted there in his heart, Su Meng had to go in and find out. Su Meng stepped into the secret room and immediately smelled a strange stench, and before she could distinguish it, the plastic sheets around the operating table in the room were suddenly shaken, reflecting a slender figure inside. Su Meng was overjoyed, stepped forward and opened the translucent curtain, and found that the person who was tied to the stage inside was indeed Yin Ruxuan.

When Xiao Xuan saw Su Meng, her eyes instantly changed from panic to shock. She blinked her watery eyes a few times, and her frowning eyebrows were released, revealing a happy look.

Su Meng took out a knife to cut the rope on her body, Xiao Xuan sat up suddenly, untied the strip of cloth in her mouth, and let out a long sigh of relief. Her state was so good that Su Meng was surprised, except that her face was red with excitement, she didn't look like someone who had just escaped death.

She suddenly threw herself into Su Meng's arms, raised her charming little face and said, "Su Meng knew that you would come to save Su Meng, what about Song Qing holding Song Qing?"

Su Meng's body stiffened, and she didn't pay attention to what she was saying at all. Because at this time, Su Meng found that she was not wearing an outer coat, only a small black vest, which outlined her waist clearly. Her nephrite-like arms wrapped around Su Meng, and the girl's body temperature came through the fabric, making Su Meng a little fluttery, and she didn't know where she was for a while. However, Xiao Xuan only hugged Su Meng for more than ten seconds before letting go, she jumped off the operating table and repeated the question just now.