Su Xiaomeng helped Hua Murong stumble towards the spiral staircase, her small, thin body supporting Hua Murong's heavy body, Wen Rujun felt distressed. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Because Hua Murong's body was too heavy, when Su Xiaomeng walked to the staircase, his feet almost fell down the stairs with Hua Murong, but fortunately, Wen Rujun held him in time.

Wen Rujun was about to take over Hua Murong, but Su Xiaomeng looked at him vigilantly.

This man has had a fight with his master.

Wen Rujun saw that Su Xiaomeng was defensive of him, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Little wild cat, you believe me, I won't harm him." ”

Su Xiaomeng looked at Wen Rujun with a sour face, thought for a while and nodded slightly, and then endured the pain in her ankle and followed behind Wen Rujun step by step.

Wen Rujun helped Hua Murong to the palace on the Hun Heaven Layer with a light car, and helped Hua Murong into a golden room.

Wen Rujun carefully placed Hua Murong on the bed, turned back to Su Xiaomeng and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, he will be fine, you wait for me here, I'll go get the medicine." ”

Seeing Su Xiaomeng nodding, Wen Rujun walked out of the door quickly. The black figure disappeared in an instant, and Su Xiaomeng looked at Hua Murong on the bed with her eyes closed thoughtfully.

There is no plaque hanging on the palace of the Hun Tian layer, and Wen Rujun calls it a small color building.

The small color building is divided into three floors, each floor is large, and the first floor has kitchen utensils, tables and chairs, which should be used for eating.

The second floor is the layer where the flowers and trees can lie down, and there are several large and small rooms, which are probably used as bedrooms and studies.

On the third layer, Wen Rujun did not allow Su Xiaomeng to enter, probably because there was something important, which was not enough for outsiders.

Su Xiaomeng pulled a chair and sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at Hua Murong's pale face and frowning, and then Su Xiaomeng glanced at the room lightly.

The room is very spacious, three people live no problem, the room is bright, the walls are clean and white, the floor is golden, the sun shines in, the room seems to be shining.

The bed on which Hua Murong was lying was also a bright yellow, and the sunlight refracted from the quilt to Hua Murong's pale face, dyeing Hua Murong's bloodless face a little halo.

On either side of the bed are two small white cabinets. On a small cabinet were several yellowed but dusty books, and on another small cabinet was a transparent long-necked glass vase. A white lily was inserted in the vase, and the lily was in full bloom.

Su Xiaomeng looked at the lily and couldn't help but feel cold in her heart.

Wuchen said that the master used to like lilies the most, if he didn't get along for a long time and have a deep understanding, how would he know what the other party liked the most?

And the master used to live in this small color building, and this small color building happened to be placed with lilies, could it be that Wuchen had lived here with the master before?

The armillary layer is obviously not accessible to anyone except the master, but Wuchen easily entered, which shows that Wuchen can also be regarded as the master recognized by the armillary layer.

Could it be that the master really lived with Wuchen in the armillary layer?

Seeing that Wen Rujun is so familiar with Xiaocailou, he should have lived in Xiaocailou. So, what is Wen Rujun's identity? What is the relationship with the master?

Wen Rujun and Wuchen look like they know each other, what is the relationship between him and Wuchen?

Thinking about it, Su Xiaomeng only felt that her brain was swollen, as if something was buried deep in the depths of her soul, and a little clue had just surfaced, and then disappeared in an instant.

Su Xiaomeng shook her head, the most important thing now is to cure the master, and other things will be talked about later.

Wen Rujun soon returned, holding a small red and white porcelain vase in his hand.

Wen Rujun put the little red bottle on the cabinet at the bedside, squatted down at Su Xiaomeng with the little white bottle, and raised his hand to take off Su Xiaomeng's shoes.

Su Xiaomeng was taken aback and blurted out: "Wen Rujun, what are you going to do?" ”

Wen Rujun took the small white bottle in his hand and shook it at Su Xiaomeng: "Give you medicine, didn't you sprain your foot?" ”

Su Xiaomeng was stunned for a moment, then shrunk her feet and looked at Wen Rujun and said, "I'm sorry, I'm fine, please treat my master first!" ”

"You care so much about him." Wen Rujun got up slowly, replaced the small white bottle in his hand with a small red bottle, uncorked the bottle and aimed the bottle mouth at Hua Murong's lips, tilted the bottle body, and a stream of red liquid flowed out of the bottle and slowly flowed into Hua Murong's mouth.

Is that...... Blood! Su Xiaonuan's pupils dilated, and Wen Rujun actually drank blood for his master!

Hua Murong was unconscious and couldn't drink the liquid, which flowed from the corners of Hua Murong's mouth, and then down her cheeks to the bright yellow pillow.

Wen Rujun pinched Hua Murong's cheek roughly, stretched the mouth of the small white bottle into Hua Murong's mouth, and poured it hard: "Don't waste it to the deity, this blood is very precious!" ”

Sure enough, it was blood! But the smell of blood, she felt as if she had smelled it somewhere.

But Su Xiaomeng only cared about Hua Murong's injury, and when she saw Wen Rujun finish feeding the blood, she couldn't help but ask nervously: "Will this master be cured after drinking it?" When will the master wake up? What happened to the master's health? Are there any internal injuries? ”

Wen Rujun got up and put the little red bottle on the bedside cabinet, and saw that Su Xiaomeng cared so much about Hua Murong, and replied with an unhappy expression: "Little wild cat, you can rest assured, your master is in good health, and he will be fine if all the people in the world are dead." After cultivating in this armillary layer for a few days, you will be able to recover from your life. Don't worry, he'll wake up tomorrow. Don't worry about it, let me give you the medicine. ”

Su Xiaomeng waved her hand and refused: "No need, I'll do it myself." By the way, whose blood did you feed the master? ”

Wen Rujun handed the little white bottle to Su Xiaomeng, and motioned for Su Xiaomeng to rub the medicine herself: "Little wild cat, that's your blood." ”

Su Xiaomeng didn't answer, she only felt a pain in her brain, as if someone was poking her brain with an awl, Su Xiaomeng covered her head, her face was a little painful: "My blood? How could it be my blood? ”

Wen Rujun saw Su Xiaomeng covering her head in pain, put the little white bottle down, and reached out to cover Su Xiaomeng's head, Su Xiaomeng turned her head to dodge, and Wen Rujun's hand fell into the air in an instant.

Wen Rujun's hand stiffened, and his eyes were a little gloomy: "Are you really so afraid of me?" ”

Su Xiaomeng only looked at Wen Rujun defensively, and did not answer.

Wen Rujun sighed lightly: "That's it." ”

Su Xiaomeng looked at Wen Rujun, who looked lonely, the black figure seemed to overlap with someone, but she couldn't remember who that person was.

Su Xiaomeng couldn't help but ask suspiciously: "Wen Rujun, did we know each other before?" ”

Wen Rujun looked at Su Xiaomeng happily: "Do you remember?" ”

Su Xiaomeng shook her head, and Wen Rujun's face became lonely again.

For a while, the room was a little quiet, and the atmosphere was a little memorable, Su Xiaomeng picked up the small red bottle on the table, put it on the tip of her nose and smelled it, breaking the silence: "You said this is my blood?" ”

Wen Rujun nodded and admitted calmly: "Yes, it's your blood, but it's not the blood in your body." ”

Not this body? Which body is that? Is it the body of the 21st century? How can it be? Could it be that Wen Rujun knew that she had crossed over?

Su Xiaomeng looked at Wen Rujun in horror, but Wen Rujun said lightly: "I know where you come from." (To be continued.) )