Chapter Forty-Eight: The Strange Dream

The dark night was covered inch by inch, and in the inky night sky, there was no trace of the light of the stars, leaving only the cold and cold moonlight, standing in the sky, Li Guogong's mansion fell into a deep sleep, and it seemed that everything seemed a little silent.

It's just a slender figure standing under the moon, looking from afar, as if it is embedded in the moonlight.

Alosh was a little tired from standing, and suddenly he just sat cross-legged, on the polished smooth stone slab, Arlo grinned, and seemed to be very happy.

In the hazy night, a thin figure suddenly came, and the octagonal light in his hand was full of shadows, and it was a strange light in the dark night.

Chu Mu dyed the light veil, and it was at this time that he approached Aluo.

"Mu Ran. Ah Luo looked at the woman in front of him, and he couldn't help but clap his hands again and again, calling Mu Ran's name.

"It's late at night, isn't Childe still sleeping?" Chu Muran just smiled lightly, looking calm.

Who knew that Ah Luo got up at this time, patted his dusty hand, and still had an innocent smile on his face, "Mu Ran, didn't you sleep either?" He said and just walked towards Chu Mu Ran, but while she was not paying attention, he suddenly stretched out his hand.

Chu Muran's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, but he turned sideways, and the light veil on his face finally fell, floating gently in the air, and soon fell into the mud under his feet.

Arlo smiled more and more happily, and said, "Mu Ran, you are so good-looking. ”

Under the trance light, there is a beautiful face, captivating the country and the city, like a fairy, if it were not for the indifferent murderous spirit in the eyes.

Chu Muran's voice was so cold, "Who are you?!"

"I'm Ah Luo!" just heard her say this, Ah Luo was a little aggrieved, "Mu Ran, don't you know me anymore?"

Chu Muran's body stiffened.

Suddenly there was a fragmented picture in my mind, which seemed to be dripping with blood.

She suddenly felt some pain in her heart.

One hand was raised again and again, touching the hair, she just quietly took out the hosta between the hair, and looked at the young man in front of her with a complicated expression.

That smile is like a child.

It's just that in Mu Ran's eyes, it is a silent murderous aura.

Her gaze was as sharp and cold as a sword, and she suddenly stretched out her hand, the hosta was against Ah Luo's snow-white neck, and Chu Muran's voice was terrifyingly suppressed, "Who are you?!"

Arlo didn't speak, his eyes wide as if nothing but innocence and confusion remained.

Mu Ran's hand trembled slightly, and she seemed to be a little hesitant.

"Li Inchuan only has three daughters, he gave birth to a son, but he died at birth, this is a well-known thing in the Li family, who are you?!"

What the hell are you using?!

The sharpness of the hosta made Ah Luo a little painful, and a slight pink color spread, but Ah Luo didn't seem to feel a trace of pain, and just stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to grab Mu Ran's hand.

She thought he was going to resist.

With a strong hand, the hosta pierced in, leaving bright red blood.

Ah Luo's expression became more and more helpless, but he said, "Mu Ran, I have some pain. ”

I have some pain.

She'd heard it, but she couldn't remember it anyway.

Chu Muran suddenly felt a little panicked, she had never been flustered before, she wanted to withdraw her hand, but her wrist was firmly clasped by A Luo, and she couldn't move.

She just watched as Arlo's figure blurred little by little, and finally disappeared before her eyes.

She was sweating profusely, and woke up from her dream, only to find that she was crooked on the couch, not yet dressed, but holding a book in her hand, the candlelight was dim, and she didn't know when she had fallen asleep.

She got up slowly, her hair falling like a waterfall, and her hand touched it, but it was empty.

The dim candlelight in the room was finally extinguished.

In the dark night when she couldn't see her fingers, Mu Ran just collapsed on the couch, her pale nails tightly clutching the corners of her clothes, like her bloodless face.

The next day, there was no warning.

The divine doctor of the Li Guogong Mansion is sick.

When Zhenniang came to look for Mu Ran, she was stopped by Su Yu at the door.

"Mu Ran is not seriously ill, just resting, when she wakes up, I will let Yahuan come to look for you." Su Yu just smiled, but there was an undisguised sense of alienation in his words.

This was the first time Zhen Niang had spoken to Su Yu, but she shivered, she seemed to remember that she had seen him before, but she still couldn't get rid of such a strange feeling in her mind.

Zhenniang was uneasy, but she only leaned over and could only leave.

Su Yu looked at Zhenniang's back, pursed her thin lips slightly, and didn't say anything, just lifted the curtain and walked into the house.

Mu Ran just coughed lowly, and when she saw Su Yu, she said softly, "Zhen Niang has been here?"

Gently helped Mu Ran to get up, Su Yu poured water again, but seeing Mu Ran's still pale face, he only frowned and said, "How did you get sick?"

Chu Muran didn't speak, just smiled weakly and said lightly, "It's just a minor illness." ”

Seeing Mu Ran like this, Su Yu seemed to want to say something, but he just opened his mouth, but after all, he still didn't say anything, just sighed softly.

"You know him, right? "A low voice, a little suppressed in the words, but also morbid hoarse.

Su Yu seemed to be a little hesitant, but she still helped Mu Ran to lie down, and tucked the corners of the quilt for her, "I know him, but he is not surnamed Li, just called A Luo." ”

"Really?"

Mu Ran muttered in a low voice, not hearing Su Yu's next words clearly, but fell asleep in a daze.

Su Yu's voice weakened, and slowly disappeared again.

It's just that in the evening, Su Yu still looked for A Luolai.

When looking at Ah Luo, Su Yu's face had never been indifferent before, "You shouldn't hurt Mu Ran." ”

However, Ah Luo spread his hands, still looking innocent, but he didn't explain, and that smile was unbearable to scold.

However, it was Su Yu standing in front of him.

He just said, "If you insist on this, I won't let you go, Arlo." ”

However, Arlo still grinned, as if he was noncommittal.

After a long time, Ah Luo finally smiled and said, "Then Su Yu, do you think I will let you go?"

Su Yu's expression was completely cold, his lips were slightly pursed, and there was an undisguised murderous aura in his eyes, just like Chu Muran looked at A Luo.

"This is what you owe her. ”

After that, the night returned to silence, and it seemed as if nothing had happened.

It's just that it seems that it's already too late.