In fact, it is very difficult to bow your head and beg for help. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Especially when confronted with a man who may seem smaller than himself, and when he is not sure of anything, but only hears a few words.

If it weren't for the desperation, this man whose heart is higher than the sky and people are higher than the waves of the sea probably wouldn't have bowed his head so desperately.

Mu Qian didn't answer him directly, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Zhu Xiu twisted Zhu Su's ears and walked to Xiao Ling's side, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" ”

"Shhhh Xiao Ling made a gesture of silence.

Zhu Xiu thought of several possibilities: "Are you hungry?" Still don't have the money to go home? ”

Xiao Ling hugged his little arm and sighed slightly: "It's much more complicated than this." ”

Zhu Su, who was twisted in the back and could only keep his head down and bent over: "Sister, can you let me go first!" Well, I'm an adult, so I can help in the past. ”

"Hmph, stinky and perverted brother," Zhu Xiu's little face was full of complaints, but she still let go of Zhu Su's ears with deep understanding.

But I never expected it......

Mu Qian turned his head and glanced at the three of them: "Don't mix with adults and children, fat man, you take the two of them to the side to play." By the way, you and Zhu Xiu don't leave Xiaoling's side, remember. ”

Zhu Su replied dejectedly: "Okay." ”

Adults talk, children don't be greedy...... Is he also in the sequence of children......

All right......

The two younger sisters laughed, held each other's hands, and walked downstream along the stream, and Zhu Su followed weakly......

Mu Qian asked the Zhu Su brothers and sisters not to leave Xiao Ling's side, naturally out of safety considerations. Although Xiao Ling is a weak girl, how can Mu Qian not give her sister a little protection?

It's also a hidden mini-boss.

When the three of them walked away, Pang Sanlang lowered his head and didn't raise it, and a small puddle had already appeared on the ground.

It could be the sweat on his face, or it could be the kind of liquid that sweat is almost chemically composed of and secreted through the tear ducts......

Big man, it's too shameful to say crying, and it's too hypocritical to say tears.

Song Shijing may have whispered in order to break the boredom: "That, am I a child...... I'm not even twenty years old. ”

"Eldest sister, you should have been an adult last year." Mu Qian glanced at her.

Song Shijing could only stick out the tip of her tongue and express her disbelief with selling cuteness. "Hmph, this fairy is forever seventeen years old!"

"If you're only satisfied with the seventeen-year-old figure, then I can't say anything."

"Nasty!" Song Shijing's face flushed, she didn't know what pimple corner she thought of, and replied hesitantly: "I'm ...... now It's a lot more than when I was seventeen...... Sister Yu said that it would be longer......"

Adolescent girls mature earlier than boys of the same age in most cases, and Song Shijing is two years older than Mu Qian on the surface, so she is exposed to more adolescent thinking, so ...... Occasionally, it is understandable that the mind is deviated.

Small pollution is pleasant, big pollution hurts the kidneys, the ancients did not deceive people.

Mu Qian didn't chase after him and asked where he had grown up, although he just said 'height'.

He turned to look at Pang Sanlang and said, "Raise your head, there is nothing worth bowing your head and begging." ”

pinched his snot and threw it aside, wiped his face indiscriminately, and Pang Sanlang sat up.

It may be that lowering his head for a long time has increased the blood flow in his head, and Pang Sanlang looks much stronger than just now; stared at Mu Qian, with some urgency in his eyes, like a drowning man grabbing the last straw.

Lord Guardian...... I don't know what it is, but it feels amazing!

"Help me, if I can do anything for you, except die!" Pang Sanlang said very seriously.

Song Shijing: "Why can't you die?" Doesn't it all say that love is until death and rests or something? ”

Pang Sanlang was speechless for a while: "Eldest sister......"

"I'm younger than you!" Song Shijing grabbed the wooden sword stuck beside her.

"Big sister," Pang Sanlang's voice trembled suddenly, "If a person dies, what is the point, the brain stops thinking, and life is over." ”

Song Shijing thought about it and felt that what he said still made some sense, and there was no way to refute anything.

She also felt that the kind of love involving life and death was too exaggerated, and life was still very beautiful...... It's not those ethical dramas of bloody sadomasochism.

"How do you want me to help you?" Mu Qian asked.

"Help her, she's being slayered by those bastards!"

"Uh-huh!" Song Shijing coughed, and Pang Sanlang hurriedly changed his words.

"She's being hunted by those bastards of the demon slayers! We haven't done anything, and no one has harmed! We really just want to live together. ”

Pang Sanlang covered his eyes and took a breath, his eyes were a little red again.

"Human, and demon," Mu Qian changed his sitting position, his arms back to support the grass, and looked up at the two birds flying past in the sky, "Do you want to live together?" ”

"We have moved from a big city to a small town," Pang Sanlang hurriedly explained, "I also saved some savings when I worked at the Institute of Biology, and I would do some odd jobs outside every day, she did some manual work at home, we have been very happy this year, she has not hurt anyone, really!" ”

"Does it really hurt?" Song Shijing frowned, looking at Pang Sanlang's appearance, it seemed that something was shaking in her heart. She shook her head and said, "The life span of a demon is very long compared to that of a human, maybe she was ...... before I met you."

"Nope! Little Black, she won't! Pang Sanlang suddenly became emotional, and his hands gestured to the volume of a basketball, "She is even afraid of such a big puppy!" ”

Song Shijing blinked and looked at Mu Qian like a plea for help, she didn't know what to do.

A demon that doesn't hurt humans? Wolves afraid of dogs?

The Demon Slayer textbook doesn't say what to do...... And seeing the evil side of human demon slayers, Song Shijing may also subconsciously feel that such demons are a little cuter than some demon slayers.

"You're dying." Mu Qian's voice floated out a little flat, like a stream behind him, without any waves, "If you are with that wolf demon again, after half a year, the demon qi will erode your heart and soul, and no amount of developed medical technology can save you." ”

Pang Sanlang clenched his fists, and the sun shone on his short hair, casting a small shadow on his forehead.

Mu Qian: "Didn't you just say that if a person dies, what is the meaning of everything?" ”

Song Shijing muttered in a low voice: "Can he really live for half a year?" I feel like it's only been a few months...... False like this. ”

"He has a good physical foundation, and if he is eroded by demonic energy, he should be able to live for half a year." Mu Qian commented like this, and the two of them had no taboos in front of Pang Sanlang.

"Yes, meaningful!"

Pang Sanlang raised his head and looked at Mu Qian: "No matter what happens in the future, I want her to survive now." She just said to lure away those demon slayers to let me go, sacrifice herself to make me survive, she can still be like this as a woman! ”

Song Shijing reminded in a low voice: "It's a demon." ”

"What's wrong with the demon!" Pang Sanlang took a deep breath, "A banshee can still be so affectionate and righteous!" I'm an eight-foot, no, seven-foot man! I can't disgrace our human masters! ”

Mu Qian raised his chin: "The slogan is good, then you go, I wish you an early rebirth." ”

Pang Sanlang instantly withered, and bowed his head gloomily: "Although I don't want to admit it, I'm probably just a burden to my wife......" A flame of hope burned in his eyes again, "So! Please save us! Guardians! ”

"Then you give me a reason, why should I help you."

"I ......," Pang Sanlang coughed, "Is there still a shortage of cooks in your house?" The kind that manages to eat, live and pay? ”

Mu Qian lifted his foot and kicked it out. (To be continued.) )