Hua Mu Rong had never vomited blood, and the always powerful Ancient God Mu Rong would actually vomit blood, which was something that no one dared to imagine. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Su Xiaomeng naively thought that no one would hurt Hua Murong, after all, Hua Murong was the most powerful god in this heaven and earth, if Hua Murong was injured, what would become of this heavenly realm?

Su Xiaomeng hurriedly wiped the blood from the corners of Hua Murong's mouth, leaned Hua Murong's head on her shoulder, stroked Hua Murong's back with her hand, and asked in a panic: "Master, master, what's wrong with you, what's wrong......

Hua Murong lifted his pale face from Su Xiaomeng's arms, stretched out his hands to smooth Su Xiaomeng's frowning eyebrows, and smiled comfortingly at Su Xiaomeng: "Apprentice, it's okay to be a teacher." ”

Su Xiaomeng grabbed Hua Murong's hand tightly, Hua Murong's hand was slender and thin, revealing the coldness that penetrated into the bones.

On weekdays, Hua Murong's palms are warm and soft, but now, Hua Murong's hands are so cold that they are like ...... It's like a dying man who is gradually losing his vitality and is dying.

Su Xiaomeng's heart jumped, and she suddenly had a bad premonition, and said hurriedly: "Master, apprentice, I'll take you to Taishang Laojun, and I'll go to ......."

Saying that, Su Xiaomeng picked up Hua Murong and was about to get up, but Hua Murong was slender, although he was very thin, he was also the weight of a 1.8-meter-old boy, how could Su Xiaomeng, who could even struggle with a bucket of water, be able to hold him.

Su Xiaomeng hugged Hua Murong and just stood up, and both fell to the ground. Su Xiaomeng pressed on Hua Murong's body, Hua Murong's face was pale, his breathing was slow, and his lips lost color.

The white-clothed masked man walked over slowly, looked at Hua Murong who was pressed under Su Xiaomeng, and couldn't help but push Su Xiaomeng away heavily, gently picked up Hua Murong and said sharply to Su Xiaomeng: "Su Xiaomeng, stay away from him!" ”

Su Xiaomeng was pushed to the ground by the man, and fell to the ground in a daze, because there was a sea of clouds underneath, it didn't hurt, but Su Xiaomeng was pushed by the man and was a little confused.

Hua Murong coughed, pushed the man away and said coldly: "Wuchen, stay away from the gods." ”

With that, Hua Murong stood up and walked towards Su Xiaomeng staggeringly.

Wuchen's body trembled, and then gently lifted the veil on his face, his face was a little happy: "You...... I know it's my ......."

Saying that, Wuchen's tone was a little excited: "Mu Rong, I specially sprayed your favorite lily perfume, I know, you remember, I know, you haven't forgotten me......"

Hua Murong paused in front of Su Xiaomeng, turned his head and looked at Wuchen coldly: "Wuchen, the god doesn't like lily perfume, the god only likes mint, you better don't be sentimental." ”

After saying that, Hua Murong stretched out his hand towards Su Xiaomeng.

Mint, that's Su Xiaomeng's favorite plant! The master said that she likes mint because she likes mint.

Su Xiaomeng's heart warmed, put her hand into Hua Murong's cold palm, and stood up with strength.

Pulling Su Xiaomeng, Hua Murong seemed to use all his strength. As soon as Su Xiaomeng stood up, Hua Murong's body couldn't help but fall towards Su Xiaomeng, and Su Xiaomeng hurriedly held on.

Wuchen was saddened by Hua Murong's words, his expression was a little desolate, and he muttered: "Don't you like lilies the most, how can you like mint, how can you like mint......"

Su Xiaomeng didn't want to pay attention to the somewhat lost Wuchen, and only helped Hua Murong to walk towards the spiral staircase. The most important thing now is to heal the master's injury, and the palm that Wuchen gave the master, she will definitely get it back in person.

Wuchen didn't plan to let go of Su Xiaomeng, gathered his divine power and hit Su Xiaomeng's back again!

In the previous palm, she used nine successful powers. And this palm, she used all her strength! It's all because of Su Xiaomeng, if there is no Su Xiaomeng, the person Mu Rong loves will be her, as long as Su Xiaomeng is dead, it will be fine, if she dies, Mu Rong will be hers, and it will always be hers......

Just when that palm was about to slap Su Xiaomeng's back, Hua Murong once again blocked the powerful divine power of that palm for Su Xiaomeng, and a mouthful of scarlet blood sprayed on Su Xiaomeng's tender green clothes, Hua Murong closed his eyes and fell down weakly.

Su Xiaomeng also fell to the ground, once again pressing on Hua Murong's body.

"Master! Master! Master! Su Xiaomeng screamed for a long time, but Hua Murong didn't respond. Su Xiaomeng was completely panicked, and the master was afraid that he was really seriously injured! What to do? What to do? What to do?

That's right! Taishang Laojun! Taishang Laojun will definitely be able to cure the master! Absolutely! Go back to Murong Palace, go back to Murong Palace!

"Master! You hold on! I'll take you home, we'll go home......" Su Xiaomeng's tears smashed on Hua Murong's pale face one after another, sliding down Hua Murong's smooth cheeks and falling to the side of his face.

"Su Xiaomeng! What are you pretending to be! Mu Rong became like this, it's not all your fault! Wuchen grabbed Su Xiaomeng's wrist and took Su Xiaomeng away from Hua Murong's side, Su Xiaomeng was dragged by Wuchen vigorously and fell at Wuchen's feet in embarrassment.

Wuchen leaned down, and his face, which looked like a flower and a tree, was full of cruelty: "Su Xiaomeng, it's all your fault!" It's all you! ”

Su Xiaomeng wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, raised her head and looked at Wuchen angrily: "Who beat the master to vomit blood?" Who beat the master unconscious? Wuchen, it's you! Don't put all the sins on others, and don't show such an ugly expression on the master's face, you don't deserve it! Also, if you hurt the master twice, I, Su Xiaomeng, will definitely seek you back with my own hands. But now, please disappear from my eyes, and I will take my master to heal! ”

As he spoke, Su Xiaomeng slowly stood up, but as soon as Su Xiaomeng stood up, she was caught off guard and slapped by Wuchen.

Wuchen smiled sarcastically: "What? Do you know that you feel sorry for Mu Rong now? Then why didn't you know that you felt sorry for him at the beginning? Aren't you so ruthless? Aren't you so ruthless? How? Half of my heart is missing, and I will feel sorry for people? ”

Wuchen's strength is very strong, Su Xiaomeng just had a divine bone, but she had no divine power, and was directly slapped to the ground by Wuchen.

Su Xiaomeng covered her aching left cheek and looked at Wuchen coldly: "I don't know what you're talking about, but now, please put aside your resentment against me and don't stop me from saving my master!" ”

Wuchen suddenly conjured up a sharp sword and pointed it at Su Xiaomeng, and the face that resembled Hua Murong became distorted: "Mu Rong can be saved by me, you can die for me!! ”

As he spoke, Wuchen swung his sword and was about to stab Su Xiaomeng in the chest, when he was about to make a move, there was a bang, and the sword in Wuchen's hand was shaken open by a bead, Wen Rujun appeared out of nowhere, picked up Su Xiaomeng and turned to the side, looking at Wuchen with a gloomy face.

Wuchen was very dissatisfied with Wen Rujun's approach, and directly scolded: "Wen Rujun, don't worry about my nosy!" ”

Wen Rujun's voice was cold: "I said, don't touch her." ”

"Heh," Wuchen smiled, "What?" Distressed? This vixen has such a great ability, hooking one or two of you into a daze? After so many years, you are still fascinated by her? ”

Wen Rujun flew beads in his hand, and shot towards Wuchen with a sigh, Wuchen dodged, but his face was still scratched by a bead, oozing scarlet blood.

Another bead hit Wuchen's left shoulder, and the bead broke through the flesh and blood, and then returned to Wen Rujun's palm with blood.

Wen Rujun warned: "Don't use these dirty words on her, Wuchen, if you don't leave by yourself now, the deity has its own way to let you leave!" ”

Wuchen covered his left shoulder, gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "Heh, the coming day is long, you wait!" With that, Wuchen walked away.

After Wuchen left, Wen Rujun looked at the embarrassed Su Xiaomeng and said jokingly: "Little wild cat, let you not marry me, without me to protect you, you will be bullied, right?" ”

Su Xiaomeng ignored Wen Rujun, raised Hua Murong's arm, laboriously helped Hua Murong up, and walked towards the spiral staircase step by step.

Wen Rujun looked at Su Xiaomeng's back, her eyes were a little distant, more than 30,000 years ago, she was like this, she didn't say anything, quietly accompanied Hua Murong, bent on saving Hua Murong who was seriously injured...... (To be continued.) )