Su Xiaomeng is going crazy. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Hanamu Rong is going crazy. The glow tree is going crazy. The entire Murong Hall is going crazy.

Su Xiaomeng didn't know what was going on at night, holding her stomach and convulsing in pain, Ying Xiaoshu was awakened by Su Xiaomeng, and looked at Su Xiaomeng in a daze.

Su Xiaomeng curled up, holding her stomach tightly with her hands, there was no trace of blood on her face, she was white and pale, and she looked weird and scary.

Ying Xiaoshu was a coward, and he cried out: "Sister Xiaomeng, what's wrong with you?" Don't scare the little tree! Xiaoshu went to find Brother Murong, this is going, this is going to ......"

Ying Xiaoshu got out of bed and was about to leave with his shoes on, but was pulled by Su Xiaomeng.

Su Xiaomeng covered her stomach with one hand and pulled Ying Xiaoshu with the other, her eyes were full of pleading: "Don't go, Xiaoshu is good, don't go to ......"

Ying Xiaoshu obediently stopped, Su Xiaomeng smiled slightly when she saw this, and then twisted her eyebrows and covered her stomach and tossed and turned on the bed.

It was as if thousands of wires were passing through the intestines, sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly.

Su Xiaomeng clenched her teeth tightly and didn't groan a word.

Ying Xiaoshu saw that Su Xiaomeng's pain didn't stop for more than ten minutes, and she couldn't help but sniff and said, "Sister Xiaomeng, it's better to find Brother Murong......

"Don't!" Su Xiaomeng bit her lower lip, paused, and said with severe pain: "Xiaoshu, you go back to your previous house to sleep, my sister will endure it, you go back to sleep first, don't alarm anyone." ”

Ying Xiaoshu hesitated a little: "But Sister Xiaomeng, you are so painful......"

"It's okay, be obedient, go back to sleep, Sister Xiaomeng is going to sleep too." Su Xiaomeng pulled up the quilt to cover her head, not letting Ying Xiaoshu see her bloody lower lip bitten out.

"Sister Xiaomeng......" Ying Xiaoshu's voice trembled a little.

Su Xiaomeng frowned, and deliberately said in a cold voice: "Why are you so disobedient?" Wen Rujun doesn't like disobedient children, do you want to be hated by him? Go back to bed, the good child is likable. ”

As soon as Ying Xiaoshu heard Su Xiaomeng mention Wen Rujun, she hurriedly said: "Xiaoshu is obedient, Xiaoshu is obedient, Xiaoshu will go back to sleep immediately, and go immediately!" The little tree is a good child......"

Su Xiaomeng hooked her lips and smiled: "That's right, go to sleep." ”

"Sister Xiaomeng, Xiaoshu will go first." Ying Xiaoshu bit his lip, turned around and walked out the door, and closed the door again.

As soon as Ying Xiaoshu went out, Su Xiaomeng turned off the light with a flick of her fingers, then lifted the quilt and gasped for breath, cold sweat glued the hair on her forehead together, cold and sticky.

Su Xiaomeng bit her sleeve and didn't dare to make any sound, only tears flowed quietly in the dark night.

Ying Xiaoshu went out, looked at the moonlight scattered on the ground, and hesitated whether to obediently listen to Su Xiaomeng's words and go back to sleep or to tell Hua Murong.

If she tells Hua Murong, she is not a good child, and she will be hated by Wen Rujun. But Su Xiaomeng can be treated.

If she goes back to sleep, then she is a good boy and will not be hated by Wen Rujun. But Su Xiaomeng will always endure the pain.

The two choices jumped in Ying Xiaoshu's heart, and in the end, Ying Xiaoshu's heart was horizontal, if she hated it, she hated it, so she didn't want to see Sister Xiaomeng's pain!

So Ying Xiaoshu pulled his legs and ran towards the flower and wood room.

In the dead of night, Ying Xiaoshu's footsteps clicked and clicked in the Murong Hall to recall.

Ying Xiaoshu soon ran to Hua Murong's door, slammed on Hua Murong's door and shouted, "Brother Mu Rong! Brother Murong! Sister Xiaomeng has an accident! Sister Xiaomeng has an accident! Go check it out! ”

Hua Murong was originally a little insomnia, Su Xiaomeng was short-tempered and moody during the day, he was very worried, and he was worried about Su Xiaomeng's physical condition when he slept.

Now I heard Ying Xiaoshu say that Su Xiaomeng had an accident, and as soon as the quilt was kicked, he ran to Su Xiaomeng's house.

Su Xiaomeng suffered severe pain like a trapped beast in the dark, but she didn't dare to make any sound, tears soaked the pillow, and Su Xiaomeng hugged herself, like a baby.

Su Xiaomeng didn't have any energy to think about anything, the pain had already occupied her entire mind, occupied all her reason, and she had no choice but to surrender to the pain.

In the endless pain, in the endless darkness, as soon as the lights in the room turned on, flowers and trees appeared in the room like the wind, kneeling on the edge of the bed with a panicked face: "Disciple, apprentice......"

Su Xiaomeng opened her eyes with difficulty: "Master, why are you here......"

Su Xiaomeng looked behind Hua Murong, Ying Xiaoshu shrank his neck weakly, Su Xiaomeng was a little angry: "Xiaoshu, you ......"

Before Su Xiaomeng finished speaking, Hua Murong stretched out his hand and trembled to wipe away the tears from the corners of Su Xiaomeng's eyes, and his voice trembled violently: "Where do you hurt?" Where does it hurt? Where does it hurt? ”

Su Xiaomeng raised her hand weakly and held Hua Murong's hand in the palm of her hand: "Master don't worry, the apprentice is fine......"

Hua Murong held Su Xiaomeng's hand tightly with one hand, pushed away the bangs in front of Su Xiaomeng's forehead with the other, and gently wiped the cold sweat in front of Su Xiaomeng's forehead, his voice was full of caution: "Be good, tell the teacher, where it hurts, be good, tell the teacher ......."

Su Xiaomeng smiled and shook her head: "It's nothing." ”

Hua Murong touched Su Xiaomeng's face a little cold, and saw that Su Xiaomeng's face had long been bloodless, so he suddenly lifted the quilt, and saw Su Xiaomeng pinching her stomach and shrinking into a shrimp, and her hand holding the quilt trembled.

Hua Murong had never seen Su Xiaomeng in such pain, looking at it, tears gathered in his eyes, and the tears filled his eyes, and they flowed down his cheeks and fell on the back of Su Xiaomeng's hand.

Big, hot, and crystal clear, that's the master's...... Tears......

Su Xiaomeng was stunned, the only ancient god in the world, the god of Murong who stood high above, and the god who stood on the top of everyone and looked down on all beings, actually ...... Crying......

Su Xiaomeng's nose was sour, her eyes were itching, and her voice was a little choked: "Master, don't cry, it's okay, it's really fine." ”

Hua Murong raised his sleeves and wiped his tears, got up and said, "Go and invite Taishang Laojun for the teacher!" ”

Su Xiaomeng grabbed Hua Murong: "Master, Taishang Laojun can't cure it, don't go." ”

Hua Murong's face sank terribly, and his voice was as cold as ice: "If he can't cure you, there's no need to live!" ”

Su Xiaomeng couldn't smile bitterly, she only grabbed Hua Murong's back swing tightly and said: "Master, the pain of the apprentice is innate, no one can cure it, and patience will pass, really." ”

Hua Murong shook his hands into a fist, and then smashed the table in the room with one punch, gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "It's useless to be a teacher!" It's useless to be a teacher! I watched the futile suffering! ”

Su Xiaomeng clutched her stomach and said helplessly: "There is no way to do this, the pain can't be transferred......"

Before Su Xiaomeng finished speaking, Hua Murong's eyes lit up: "Pain transfer? ”

Before Su Xiaomeng could speak, Hua Murong ran out of the smoke...... (To be continued.) )