"Mother-in-law, did you really agree?" Motoya breathed excitedly, with a hint of disbelief. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The big picture counts."

"I know there's a bet between you and him, and now it's really ...... to make you bow your head first in order to help us."

"I'm used to losing, I'm not afraid."

"And when are you going to leave?"

"Tomorrow."

"Do you need me to come with you?"

"You know his temper, so I'll go by myself."

Yuan Ruolan concentrated on the conversation between the two, and her soul power was consumed seventy percent unconsciously, and the feeling of weakness suddenly attacked without warning. She had to gather her remaining soul power and return to the soul source, her hearing returned to normal, and there was no movement around her except the sound of her own breathing, I don't know if their conversation was over, or if the distance between her and the door was beyond the range of listening. However, just the above information is enough for her to digest, and the "intelligence" is not much expensive, and it happens that it is not early.

The reappearance spell faded, and her consciousness wandered and blanked for a moment, then returned to the real world. Seeing that she hadn't returned for a long time and was gradually weakening, and fearing that something had gone wrong, Jean was attacking her defensive shield, hoping to wake her up.

A tiny, domineering electric current surrounded her, and she smiled and said, "I'm back." Qin Le then stopped, and the defensive shield disappeared along with the electricity.

She sighed: "Huh, Sister Ruolan, you scared me to death, I thought you were ......"

"Fool."

"How?"

"Well, it was a success."

"Tut-tut, no wonder those guys are afraid of you, your learning ability is inevitably too strong, and you can use it so handy the first time."

"Don't put a top hat on me, I can't stand it."

"By the way, those thunderbolts on your body just now are ......"

"I don't know, it seems like that's how it ended after that thunderstorm."

"Could it be that your current exercises already have their own thunder and lightning attributes?"

"It's possible, it was the same last time I cleaned up that group of Ten Thousand Gu Sect disciples."

Qin Le clapped his hands and applauded: "Tai ......" and realized that there was still Zhuo Zichen in the room, and hurriedly covered his mouth and said in a light voice: "Great!" ”

Yuan Ruolan snickered: "Heh, then I'll go back." The volume was controlled just enough for her to hear.

Yuan Ruolan pushed the door lightly, stepped out lightly, and returned to the next room. Wang Shoucheng's bed is neatly organized, in stark contrast to her cluttered "kennel".

"Dad, you won't help me clean up."

Wang Shoucheng walked out of the bathroom: "Such an adult, do it yourself." He shook off his plaid shirt, looking a little familiar, and then put it on the hanger, and when he turned around, he saw Yuan Ruolan pouting and pretending to be pitiful, but he was not moved.

"Knock knock" three knocks on the door, crisp and powerful.

Yuan Ruolan found out that it was Ouyang Zheng, and was thinking about whether to open the door, but Wang Shoucheng took the lead and let him in sideways. "Come on, come on, come in." Unusually enthusiastic, "Just put the stuff there." ”

Yuan Ruolan looked at the folds of laughter on Wang Shoucheng's face, a little confused.

What's the situation?

She slanted at Ouyang Zheng and conveyed her doubts with her eyes.

The other shrugged his shoulders and said that he was just following orders.

"Uncle, here you go." He handed over the loose change to Wang Shoucheng.

Uncle, uncle...... It was the first time she had heard him call "elder" "normally"

"No, you can take it."

"Nope."

"Think of it as an errand fee."

"What legs to run?"

What happened during the time she was away?

"Oh, I heard your uncle." Uncle? I guess it refers to Motoya. "You're going to leave tomorrow to take care of something somewhere else, and I'm going to buy something for you to bring with me, but I'm busy doing laundry." He pointed to the small suitcase in the corner, which Yuan Ruolan had brought with him when she came from Beijing. The box is now wide open "belly", and the inside is empty, and the dirty clothes that have accumulated for half a month have become the "new master" on the nylon rope in the bathroom. "So I wanted to find someone to help, and it just so happened that Xiao Ou was there, so I asked him."

Xiao Ou? Is it good for someone else to have the surname Ouyang......

Yuan Ruolan opened the plastic bag on the bed, which contained all kinds of snacks she loved to eat, as well as some daily chemical products.

Wang Shoucheng stepped forward: "Although I don't know where you're going, I guess these things may not be sold over there." Then he pulled out a list from his bag and checked the contents. Xiao Ou ah......"

"Huh."

"Why don't you see the soft-bristled toothbrush on the list?"

"Maybe I forgot, I'll go again."

When did he become so obedient......

"Okay, by the way, bring a few more things."

Still bring?!

Yuan Ruolan grabbed Wang Shoucheng: "Enough, there are too many things, and I can't take away that small box." ”

"I know you can't take it with you, so I asked Xiao Ou to buy a bigger box again." He took out a wad of money from his trouser pocket and handed it to Ouyang Zai, "I'm sorry for you." ”

"Okay."

"Huh! No, no, no! She whispered in Wang Shoucheng's ear: "Dad, what do you want to do!" ”

"What can I do, you haven't lived outside since you were a child, you don't know how to prepare for many things, Dad is from here, you don't care."

Hey, you don't think you've been anywhere before.

"We're on our way to run errands, and it's too cumbersome for me to carry such a heavy bag." Then she pointed to the bag again, "And these, you can bring them back and use them yourself." ”

"But ......"

"It's nothing, anyway, if you don't take it away, I'll throw it here, cheap cleaning aunt."

"However, Xiao Ou is gone."

Well?! She turned around and looked, where was Ouyang Zheng's figure.

――

Zhuo Zichen opened his eyes, this world he hadn't seen for a long time looked better than ever. Qin Le leaned back in his chair, his lips slightly open, and his arms slid to the side with the undulation of his chest. Her head shook from side to side, and he forgot about the piercing pain, and as soon as he took it with both hands, he held her steadily.

Slowly, carefully, he passed his arm behind her ear, lifted her leg with his other hand, lifted it gently, and placed it on the hospital bed. She was even lighter than he had imagined, with thin bones and a heart-wrenching huddle.

He covered his right abdomen and sat on a chair, and the series of movements just now pulled at the wound there, and the pain made his teeth chatter, and he endured it so that he didn't make a sound.

At that time, what kind of mood did you rush in to save me?

Thinking back to the thrilling scene before, he remembered that before his consciousness completely disappeared, he saw a ray of white light rushing in from Qin Le's body, hugging him tightly. Faintly, he could feel something cold, wet on the back of his neck burrowing into his spine.

Is that the tears you left for me?

"Zichen, don't die, no!"

The piano screamed hysterically, writhing restlessly on the bed, tears running out of the corners of her eyes and dripping down her temples onto the pillow.

Zhuo Zichen grabbed her hand: "I'm here, I'm here." Then stroked her furrowed brows, "It's all over, it's all right." ”

After a while, the music gradually quieted down, and it seemed that the nightmare was over.

I promise you that you will cherish your life in the future and never play with fire and burn yourself again, because this life is saved by you, and it is a hundred times more precious than before. (To be continued.) )