And the earth-shattering baby cry also disappeared, and the snow-white world was calm again, as if the monstrous grudge had never appeared. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Ahh

The madwoman beat her chest and screamed in pain, stumbling towards the ghost baby, her cloudy eyes full of love and sadness.

At this time, the formation has been completed, the aura has gradually returned to calm, and the enchantment of the formation has disappeared.

"Ahh

The mad woman threw herself beside the ghost baby, holding her in her arms like a treasure, her mouth wide open and screaming, and her face was covered with tears. The resentment dissipated, and the ghost baby lost its anger, although the body was flawed at the moment, but it had the warmth of a person.

The ghost baby's head was only half left, and he opened his eyes weakly and looked deeply at the madwoman, seeing that the madwoman was still alive, a trace of peace flashed in his eyes, his cheeks twitched, and he showed a smile at the madwoman, and there was admiration in his smile.

"Ahh

When the madwoman saw the ghost baby laughing, she also laughed into tears, and also showed a stupid grin at the ghost baby. When the ghost baby saw it, he closed his eyes with peace of mind, and with a smile he turned into blood in the arms of the madwoman, seeping into the white snow.

The madwoman's hands stiffened, and she stared at her empty arms in a daze, until the blood-stained snow surrounded her, and she did not react that her daughter had finally left her.

"Ahhh......h Yes...... What have I done wrong!God! what have I done wrong!" the madwoman looked up and asked the heavens, but the whole white world was nothing but her mournful shouts, but a group of silent psionics and villagers who watched coldly.

"What did I do wrong...... the angry voice grew quieter, and the madwoman cried loudly, hugging the blood-stained snow, burying her head in the snow and screaming in pain. No matter what she did, at this moment, she was just a mother.

In his ears was the heart-wrenching cry of a mad woman, and as soon as his feet went limp, he knelt on the cold stone slab, looked down at the ancient totem, and let the tears drip into white and ruthless ice in the ancient patterns.

At this moment, the snowflakes are still fluttering and fluttering, as if these sorrows have nothing to do with heaven and earth.

Which is right and which is not? Who is really unforgivably wrong? Sometimes, complaining about the heavens and resenting the creation can make people's hearts feel better.

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presided over two formations, and also opened the protective enchantment of the eye of the sky, this trip, the slender Luo was extremely tired, sad and hurtful, and fainted before the police cleared the scene, and when he woke up, he was already lying in his room, and Qianyuehong was guarding the side.

Qian Yuehong still had a cold face, and when she saw that Xian Luo had woken up, she just glanced at it expressionlessly, and continued to stir with the charcoal fire in the brazier.

Xianluo and Qianyuehong have only been together for a few days, although they have heard of this genius spirit medium for a long time, they are really not familiar with her, and they haven't said a few words in the past few days. As soon as he woke up and saw her big ice face, Xianluo knew that she had no malicious intentions, but she felt furious in her heart inexplicably.

"Is it just you? What about them?" the atmosphere was a little awkward, and Cela sat up, speechless.

"Hmm. Qian Yuehong responded, still without any emotion.

"Where's Sister Mei?" said Slim pulled out a smile.

"In the kitchen. ”

"That'...... Where's Jialan?" Seolo asked cautiously.

Qian Yuehong's hand was flickered for a moment, her eyes fluctuated a little, and she quickly disappeared, and said as usual: "Refining medicine." ”

"What kind of medicine?"

"For you. ”

"For me?" said Slim Luo was a little surprised, "I haven't heard that he can refine medicine!"

“……”

"Did Zhang Tianshi teach him?"

“……”

"What kind of medicine is he refining, is it to help me recover my spiritual power?"

…………

Xianluo was a little carried away, and said to himself, not noticing that Qianyuehong's face was pale and obscure, and the sparkling and motionless eyes gradually gathered cold.

"You're very proud, aren't you?" Qian Yuehong interrupted Xianluo's words in a cold voice.

"Huh, I ...... Nope. Suddenly, he was startled.

Qian Yuehong stood up straight, put down the tongs in her hand slowly, brushed the soot on her body, and then looked at Xian Luo and said, "Since the archive opened, I have been with him for three years. I was the one who knew him best, and a lot of his instructions I could grasp with just a few glances. I'll do everything I can for him, but why you?"

"Obviously, I was the first to accompany him, but why was it you in the end?" Qian Yuehong stared at Xianluo tightly, her quiet face was full of unwillingness and loss at the moment.

"I ......" Xianluo was a little surprised, she didn't expect Qian Yuehong to suddenly tell her this so bluntly, but she didn't know what to say.

"He has always called me Qianyuehong, and Sister Meimei has known him for a long time before she got a word about Sister Mei, and you ......" Qianyuehong stared at Xianluo coldly, "And you have only been with him for a few days, but he will naturally call you Xianluo, you can call him Jialan and Uncle Fu casually, but we all have to call him Boss Fu." ”

"Why you, why you?"

"It's just a name...... Don't think about it......" Slim laughed dryly, telling her not to think about it very bloodily.

"Heh, is it just a title?" Qian Yuehong laughed to herself, "You can live in the archives, we can't." Isn't that enough?"

"This ......" Xian Luo was dumbfounded, what could she say? What could she say? Although she vaguely guessed that Fu Jialan let her live in the archive because she was four yuan to return to the yin, but she couldn't say this, and there were some misunderstandings she didn't want to explain.

Xianluo was silent, and Qian Yuehong was also silent after speaking, and the atmosphere became awkward. Neither of them looked at anyone, but secretly their minds were changing.

"Xianluo, are you awake? Come, come, drink the medicine! This is what Boss Fu personally prepared for you, you hurry up...... Tight...... Drink ......" Gong Meimei pushed the door in with a bowl of medicinal music, but as soon as she entered the door, she felt a delicate atmosphere. The two girls, one sat on the bed with wide eyes and counted his fingers, and the other stood next to him and looked at the brazier coldly, how strange it looked. Gong Meimei swallowed her saliva, this is the rhythm of the showdown!

"Okay, you Fu Jialan, no wonder you suddenly turned around to look at the dried corpse, you dare to guess that you have started a 'fire' here!" Gong Meimei yelled in her heart.

"Yo yo yo, what's wrong with this?" Gong Meimei forced a smile on the round, "It's all with a straight face, how can you not welcome me in?"

"I'm going out for a walk. Qianyuehong lowered her eyes and walked out.

"Eh, there's no cell phone signal here, and the boss told us not to go alone. Gong Meimei hurriedly stopped her.

Qian Yuehong paused and said, "I won't go far." ”

When the words fell, the people left, leaving Xian Luo and Gong Meimei staring at each other with wide eyes.

"Don't look at me, I didn't say anything, she was just angry. Slim Luo flattened his mouth and quickly clarified.

Hearing this, Gong Meimei shook her head helplessly, nodded her head, and feigned anger: "You little girls, you are really not worried!"

"I didn't hire her. Xianluo rolled his eyes, "I'm still wronged!"

Gong Meimei sighed lightly: "You can't blame her." There are a lot of girls in the archives, and how many of them have never liked the boss? When there was no expatriate assignment before, all of them had hopes, and this was a terrible fight in the open and in the dark, and finally the boss was annoyed, and they were all sent out, and the archives were cleaned. And among the girls who came in at the beginning, there was only one Qianyuehong left, so she had more ideas. ”

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