CHAPTER IX
"Miss, this little thing won't just die, will it?"
Since Dongfang Huang'er and others brought the little snowball back, it is the third day, and the wound on the belly of the little snowball has grown pink tender meat, although it is too small to do a detailed examination, but from its various vital signs, it should be almost better, but the little guy has not woken up for a long time, and occasionally twitches and smokes, making a sound similar to a whimper, which makes people's hearts sour.
Ruyan is even more maternal love broke out to an unattainable height, all day long except for the accidents that must be done by the side of Xiao Xueqiu, which made Night Shadow unhappy for a long time, and finally Dongfang Huang'er took a thing to break up Night Shadow.
"No, I don't know why I didn't wake up, but at least I can't die."
At this time, seeing that the scars on Xiao Xueqiu's belly had quickly grown tender flesh because of that otherworldly recovery power, he fell into deep thought.
After returning to the Cangwang Mansion that day, Dongfang Huang'er examined Xiao Xueqiu, and did not let go of any corner of his body, but except for the top and bottom of his belly, Xiao Xueqiu did not have any scars on his body, and the scar on his belly was actually given blood-invigorating medicinal materials, no matter how you look at it, it looks like it was deliberately cut into that way to bleed.
Naturally, the people who started this attack would not be people outside the Holy Mountain, and no one would be afraid to go to the inner domain of the Holy Mountain to provoke spirit beasts who had never known what level they had, so there were only those who were not afraid of the spirit beasts and demon beasts in the Holy Mountain, that is, those who came from the Holy Mountain.
Just as Dongfang Huang'er fell into deep thought, and went out to prepare dinner with tears in her eyes, the hairball in the small basket had a mutation.
A dazzling white light overflowed from its body, as if to illuminate the real spherical little body transparently, Dongfang Huang'er was even surprised to find that in the white light, the little snowball's body seemed to have the same white, but more powerful energy was gradually moistening, the shape of the little snowball was also growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, almost the work of tea, the small snowball that was originally only the size of a fist of a five or six-year-old child grew into the same size as the big hairball that disappeared before.
Before everyone could react, they saw a flash of white light in the basket and pounced on Dongfang Huang'er who was sitting at the table, so startled that the night charm immediately burst out, but it was still a step too late. Dongfang Huang'er, who was sitting at the table, was even more surprised, she could clearly see clearly, this thing that came to her face was the small hairball before, but in this short period of time, it was advanced, although she didn't know what this little thing was, what was the situation after the advancement, but from the vague outline just now, it was at least as big as the previous disappearing hairball.
"Don't be nervous, it's a little furball."
stopped the action of the night ghost, looked down at the little thing that kept being coquettish and cute in his arms, the corners of Dongfang Huang'er's mouth became a gentle smile, and the fluff that was originally too soft at the tentacles had become silky and shiny, and it was very tough.
"Willing to wake up?"
Looking at the little hairball in his arms with a smile, Dongfang Huang'er's slightly dissatisfied voice made the little thing that was already selling cuteness even harder, and tried his best to sell coquettish and sprout idiots, and two small tears were squeezed out of a pair of black eyes.
In fact, the psychology of the little hairball is really a little aggrieved, it is said that the Lun family has worked hard to wake up in advance, and the general spirit beast advanced sleep will take at least ten days and a half moon Shenma drop, and the Lun family is also injured······
"Hey, my little darling, you're finally awake, but you're worried about your sister."
When Dongfang Huang'er was worried about how to deal with this whole little thing full of grievances, only the pink arm between him was mixed with a faint fragrance of peach blossoms, and he quickly picked up the original aggrieved face from his arms, and instantly turned into a small hairball that was stunned and confused and had not yet been transformed into a neat one.
The scalp was numb from being looked at like this, although Yu Guang looked at the little eyes a little unbearable, but because he couldn't deal with this kind of resentful and aggrieved little eyes, he quickly found an excuse to slip away.
Just as Dongfang Huang'er, who was in a good mood because the little furball recovered, was admiring the patches of poppies in the garden, she was interrupted by a coquettish smile like a silver bell.
"Sister Jinghong, this bracelet of yours is so beautiful, it's something from the Golden Jade Pavilion!"
"Hehe, I like my sister to give you one another day."
"Really! Thank you, sister. ”
I saw that not far away, Murong Jinghong and a slightly small purple-clothed girl were talking about something with great interest, as if Murong Jinghong had promised something, the purple-clothed girl was very happy, her white and tender little hands were holding Murong Jinghong's jade arm, and her delicate little face was flushed.
Murong Jinghong patted the purple-clothed girl's head very dotingly, but this smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes.
The distant Murong Jinghong's eyes just caught Dongfang Huang'er who got up and wanted to leave, and a smile spread out at the corner of his mouth, and he greeted him.
"Isn't this Sister Fire?"
The crisp voice floated behind itself, making Dongfang Huang'er's originally steady footsteps stagger, what is "Sister Fire"? You don't seem to know each other this well! Although reluctant, since the people have already spoken first, it is not good to ignore it, after all, she is now living in someone else's house, if Murong Jinghong is a long-term tenant, she herself is a passerby at best.
"Miss Jinghong."
A polite salute is still required, but Dongfang Huang'er didn't expect that Murong Jinghong's next words would have such a profound connotation.
"Sister Huo is still unhappy about what happened that day, my sister really didn't mean it, it's just that Brother Moyu quit the marriage on the spot, and just happened to see my sister come back with Brother Moyu like this, my sister will be sad for a while, and if Brother Moyu explained earlier that it was because of my uncle, my sister wouldn't have misunderstood my sister on the spur of the moment······"
As he spoke, Murong Jinghong's amorous phoenix eyes actually contained tears, as touching as Si Meiren, even she was a woman, let alone a man.
"Miss Jinghong is too worried, at this time, it has been explained clearly that day, and Huohuang will not mind, I hope the girl will not take it to heart anymore."
Murong Jinghong is a sister and a younger sister, but Dongfang Huang'er is a girl, Huohuang, it seems that one is trying his best to set up a set, but the other is indifferent and polite to distance himself.
Dongfang Huang'er can listen to the hidden mysteries in Murong Jinghong's words, but some people may not be able to understand it, such as the purple-clothed girl in front of her, at this time, her mind is full of Murong Jinghong's words "quit the marriage on the spot" and "come back with Brother Moyu", and seeing Dongfang Huang'er so deliberately keeping a distance from Sister Jinghong, her heart suddenly became uneven.
"You woman is so uninteresting, you have disturbed the marriage between Sister Jinghong and Brother Moyu, and you still have a face in the Cangwang Mansion, my sister is so kind to you, but you have such a lukewarm attitude!"
The coquettish words floated out of the mouth of the purple-clothed girl who also had an arrogant face, as if Dongfang Huang'er didn't know how to cherish the gift of God. She also disturbed Murong Jinghong's marriage, is the sister paper irrigated by the central system?
It's not been a day or two since she Murong Jinghong lived in the Cangwang Mansion, if Qi Yue Moyu really wants to marry, can she wait until now, or when she is not in the palace, she will be handed over to her stepmother Murong Taxue, who has always been lukewarm, to preside, is it stupid?
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