Chapter 186: Bloodshed

Since returning to Murong Palace, Ying Xiaoshu has become Wen Rujun's little tail, and wherever Wen Rujun goes, she follows her. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Wen Rujun was fierce and fierce, scolded and scolded, and almost hung Ying Xiaoshu up and beat him, but Ying Xiaoshu still followed Wen Rujun tirelessly, even if tears rolled in his eyes, he refused to leave.

Wen Rujun often regrets how he saved such an annoying spirit in the first place!

Whenever Wen Rujun murdered Ying Xiaoshu, Ying Xiaoshu would go to Su Xiaomeng with an aggrieved face, and then Su Xiaomeng protected Ying Xiaoshu like protecting her own child, how Wen Rujun was fierce Ying Xiaoshu, Su Xiaomeng was as fierce as Wen Rujun.

Wen Rujun was dumbfounded by Su Xiaomeng's training, Ying Xiaoshu looked distressed, and couldn't help but plead with Su Xiaomeng, but Wen Rujun glared at him viciously, you are an annoying spirit, it's not all your fault!

stared at her fiercely, Ying Xiaoshu couldn't help but cry out with a "wow", Su Xiaomeng was so distressed that she couldn't wait to slap Wen Rujun to death.

The little fox is purely the type of person who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and when he saw Ying Xiaoshu crying, he immediately opened his arms and smiled ****: "Come on, come on, Lao Tzu will give you a comforting hug~~"

When Ying Xiaoshu heard this, she cried even more, hugged Su Xiaomeng and didn't let go: "Wow...... Sister Xiaomeng, Brother Fox flirts with others......"

Su Xiaomeng and Wen Rujun stared at the little fox in unison, and the little fox laughed.

Su Xiaomeng raised her foot and was about to kick the little fox, but the little fox dodged and ran away.

There are many other things like this, Wen Rujun couldn't stand the toss of Ying Xiaoshu, so he slipped away on a night when the wind was dark and the wind was high and he couldn't see his fingers.

Wen Rujun wrote a note and pressed it under the kitchen knife in the kitchen, and the note read: "The deity has a whim, I want to go to the house, don't read it." -- To all of you in Murongden"

In fact, Wen Rujun returned to Peacock Mountain, and Su Xiaomeng's original body was kept by him under Peacock Mountain, and it was time to feed blood and nourish it.

Wen Rujun left, Ying Xiaoshu cried for three whole days, and in the end, Su Xiaomeng went to the world to buy fried rice cakes to coax her.

Su Xiaomeng only said that Wen Rujun coaxed them to play, men all over the world have become monks, and Wen Rujun will not become a monk, Ying Xiaoshu blinked a pair of teary eyes and asked, "Really?" ā€

Su Xiaomeng nodded firmly, Ying Xiaoshu sniffed, and burst into a smile: "That little tree is waiting for him in Murong Palace!" ā€

Su Xiaomeng felt sorry for Ying Xiaoshu. Ying Xiaoshu is the kind of doll-type girl who is ignorant of the world, innocent, and will not let go of what she recognizes.

Once she falls in love with someone, she will be unwavering for years.

This is very similar to Hua Murong, and it is also very similar to the god of Buzhi.

A large part of the reason why Su Xiaomeng feels sorry for Ying Xiaoshu is that Ying Xiaoshu's heart is in Wen Rujun, but Wen Rujun's heart is in her.

She knew that all Ying Xiaoshu's feelings would be wasted, so she would be doubly good to her, doubly down.

After Wen Rujun left, Ying Xiaoshu slept with Su Xiaomeng.

After all, he was still a child, and he was very insecure.

Ying Xiaoshu would hug Su Xiaomeng tightly when he slept, as if he was afraid that Su Xiaomeng would get up and walk away, Su Xiaomeng's heart was sour, and she couldn't help but reach out and hug Ying Xiaoshu back.

Ying Xiaoshu is used to getting up early, waking up earlier than Su Xiaomeng, every time Su Xiaomeng opens her eyes, Ying Xiaoshu is already dressed and looking at her with a smile.

One morning, Ying Xiaoshu woke up and saw that the bed was a little wet, so she couldn't help but lift the quilt to see that the bed was full of blood!

Ying Xiaoshu was so frightened that she screamed, and shook Su Xiaomeng in a panic and shouted, "Sister Xiaomeng! Sister Xiaomeng! Hurry up! There's a lot of blood on the bed! That's a lot of blood! Get up and see! ā€

Su Xiaomeng didn't sleep enough, she was shaken in a daze, turned over and said dissatisfiedly: "What are you arguing about!" Let me sleep a little longer! ā€

Ying Xiaoshu looked at the blood on the bed and was about to cry, and when she looked closely, the blood actually flowed out of Su Xiaomeng's body, Su Xiaomeng's entire pants were stained, but Su Xiaomeng didn't know it, and she was still unconscious.

Ying Xiaoshu was in a hurry, so he simply opened the door and ran into Hua Mu Rong's room, Hua Mu Rong was sleeping and sleeping, Ying Xiaoshu slapped Hua Mu Rong's door with a bang, and raised his voice and shouted: "Brother Mu Rong!" Hurry up! Sister Moe is bleeding! Go and see! ā€

Hua Mu Rong didn't want to deal with Ying Xiaoshu, but when he heard the words "Sister Xiaomeng" in Ying Xiaoshu's words, a carp sat up from the bed: "What did you say?" What do you say happened to Sister Xiaomeng? ā€

Ying Xiaoshu jumped anxiously outside the door: "Sister Xiaomeng is bleeding!" All over the body! It's all over the bed! Go check it out! ā€

When Hua Murong heard this, he didn't have time to put on his coat and shoes, so he ran out like a gust of wind, and Ying Xiaoshu was dizzy when he was hit by the suddenly opened door, and he covered his forehead for a long time without reacting.

By the time he reacted, Hua Murong had already run away.

It's really a windy man, Ying Xiaoshu was stunned for a moment, and ran away.

Hua Murong rushed to Su Xiaomeng's room, and saw that Su Xiaomeng's body was full of blood on the bed, so he immediately threw himself on Su Xiaomeng's bed and hugged Su Xiaomeng, shaking Su Xiaomeng's body and shouting urgently: "In vain!" In vain! Wake up! Wake up! ā€

"What's the noise!" Su Xiaomeng didn't lift her eyelids, and reached out to block her ears.

Really, you can't let people sleep?

Hua Murong didn't care about Su Xiaomeng's anger when she got up, and continued to shake Su Xiaomeng's shoulder and shouted, "Wake up!" For the teacher, I will take you to Taishang Laojun to see a doctor! ā€

Su Xiaomeng reflexively slapped Hua Murong is face: "You're sick!" Your whole family is sick! ā€

Hua Murong was beaten, touched his face and thought, the vitality of the apprentice is really strong, and he still has so much strength after so much blood!

Then Hua Mu Rong's heart was horizontal, and he raised his hand to pick up Su Xiaomeng and ran to the palace of Taishang Laojun, that tiger and tiger were powerful, and all the immortals were taken aback.

What's wrong with Mu Rong's god?

Before Taishang Laojun got up, the door was kicked open by Hua Murong, and then his collar was lifted by Hua Murong, and Hua Murong's face was extremely terrifying: "Get up and see the disciple of the god quickly!" Hurry up! ā€

This posture, hooligan, hooligan!

Taishang Laojun was so frightened by Hua Murong that his body was shocked, but looking at Su Xiaomeng, who was hugged tightly by Hua Murong, he couldn't help but say with an old face: "God, you hold her, Laojun, I can't check the injury!" ā€

Hua Murong frowned, conjured up a luxurious bed on the spot, put Su Xiaomeng on the bed and covered the quilt, and said to Taishang Laojun: "It's okay now, show her quickly!" ā€

Taishang Laojun held Su Xiaomeng's wrist and carefully examined it, his small white eyebrows twisted like tadpoles, and he didn't say a word.

Hua Murong looked anxious: "What's wrong with her?" You said that, old man! ā€

Taishang Laojun touched his beard suspiciously: "She is very healthy, not sick?" ā€

Hua Murong was also puzzled: "But she bled a lot this morning, and the whole bed was stained red, why is she not sick?" ā€

Taishang Laojun was diagnosed again, and then the old man blushed and coughed: "God, this and that, you will know after reading this book by Lao Jun." ā€

As he spoke, Taishang Laojun took out a book from his arms, handed it to Hua Murong and drove people away. (To be continued.) )