Chapter 420 No

From the cemetery to the wooden house, there is a long distance back and forth.

Mu Qianxun's expression was always sluggish, and Ghost Yi just led the way for her in front of her, without saying a word.

The red eyes have not changed back to their original color, and they purse their lips and droop their eyelids, showing a haggard appearance.

Ghost Yi turned slightly sideways, looking at her empty eyes, her phoenix eyes flashed, and then she turned around and slowed down.

Mu Qianxun's reluctant steps also slowed down a little with the speed of the ghost, touching his lower abdomen, which seemed to be a little different from the original, and smiled bitterly.

She has committed murder again, and she doesn't want to, she doesn't want her child to be baptized by blood and violence before she is born.

However, they forced her, she had no choice, they had driven her all the way to a corner, and she had to bear her anger.

Before the child was born, her hands were afraid that they would be stained with more blood, which was just the beginning.

All she wanted was ...... If there is any retribution, just come to her, don't hurt the people around her anymore, let alone the innocent, hard-won child in her womb, she can't bear it......

Standing in the palm-sized courtyard, looking at the neat rows of bamboo poles and fence walls, it is like a world away.

Mu Qianxun lowered his head and looked at his bloody clothes, biting his lower lip, making a difficulty, and did not dare to move.

The pure white clothes, stained with a little bloodstains, are very eye-catching, and the back hem is worn in tatters, fragmented, how dare she stand in front of Mu Youchen like this.

The clothes are all resting in the backyard, the sky is blue, she can't go from the roof to the backyard, how can Mu Youchen not be suspicious.

His body was just getting a little better, she didn't want him to work hard for herself again, she didn't want him to know, she took the child in her womb to go into danger again, and she didn't want him to know...... She made him a false grave......

While she was stunned and entangled, Mu Youchen's voice that had recovered a little bit of her vitality suddenly came out of the room, and her heart trembled:

"Xun'er, why don't you come in when you're back?"

She thought she was careful enough, but unfortunately, she still underestimated Mu Youchen's ear power, and stared at Ghost Yi as if asking for help, cramped and uneasy.

Standing in place and not daring to move, for fear of overlapping footsteps, Mu Youchen found the clue.

"It's me!"

Ghost Yi reluctantly answered the conversation, flicked his sleeves irritably, turned around and entered the house, deliberately making a big movement.

Mu Qianxun sighed leisurely, she could hide it for a while, at least, before Mu Youchen recovered from her injury, she didn't want him to know.

She knew that Ghost Yi was trying to confuse Mu Youchen's hearing, so she found a step, leaned against the corner of the wall quietly, and sat down before the movement in the room stopped.

Thinking about Guiyi's clumsy way of covering up, she couldn't help laughing, she remembered the furnishings in the house, there were not a few heavy objects, Guiyi's posture, it was difficult to smash herself.

The stone steps below him were warm, and his head leaned softly against the bamboo wall behind him, as if all his defenses had been silently removed at that moment.

There is endless melancholy and depression in her heart, and it is clear that she has already done the first step, and she is exactly the same as what they planned.

Then, just wait, wait for her fetal gas to gradually stabilize, wait for her to control her skills freely, wait for Mu Youchen's injury to improve, and then ...... They will be able to go straight to Fan Ning.

However, why, all of a sudden, she felt so tired, she didn't even have the strength to move her fingers, and all of a sudden, what seemed to support her disappeared.

Just fought with them, just killed one person, just at the beginning, she was already exhausted.

Killing is really a heavy thing, maybe it's because she's pregnant with a child, maybe it's because she's old, it's such a small fight......

With his eyes closed, there were many images flashing in his mind, breathing softly, and he was drowsy under the reflection of the sun.

In the depths of the bamboo forest, it is really quiet, Rao is mood disorder, and he is always infected by this tranquility, and his expression is quiet and relaxed.

The surroundings were quiet, and only Mu Youchen's occasional inquiries came out of his ears, sporadically falling in his heart.

Every time she heard Mu Youchen's voice, the corners of Mu Qianxun's mouth couldn't help but rise, he was fine, he was by her side, what was she afraid of.

Mu Youchen's attitude towards Ghost Yi is a rare peace, which is unique to strangers, especially strange men.

Yes, Ghost Yi has this kind of magic, the magic that makes everyone unguarded, he is the most unique one in the vast sea of people.

Free and easy, unrestrained, living in his own limitations, but he knows everything about anyone and everything, and he has no interest ties, and the rest is only wanton.

Mu Youchen asked again and again, but there was nothing new, in the final analysis, it means: When will she come back, after so long, will she get lost alone.

Mu Qianxun had to praise in her heart, the one who knew her was none other than Mu Youchen, without Ghost Yi, she would definitely go out and forget her way.

Ghost Yi responded with a match or not, and it was perfunctory, so Mu Youchen didn't ask, and his ears became more and more pure.

The direct sunlight above her head gradually moved westward, first the remaining half of the wheel was reflected on her, and slowly, there was only a wisp left, obliquely on the ground and the wall.

Later, it completely disappeared into the horizon, replaced by a pale white moon shadow.

I sat from noon to night, the temperature on my body turned from hot to cold, my legs were stiff, and the stone steps under me began to hurt my buttocks.

Ghost Yi finally came out of the house, and lightly told her that Mu Youchen had fallen asleep, and then, busy in the courtyard, collected the dried herbs.

However, when she crept into the house, Mu Youchen still opened her eyes without warning, and her eyes were focused on her.

Mu Qianxun was suddenly deflated, holding his breath, most of the day's pretense was in vain.

He is Mu Youchen, he is not so easy to deceive, come to think of it, he has already discovered the clues, so he deliberately pretended to be asleep, it was her whimsical.

Stiff and reluctant, she pulled out a smile and looked at Mu Youchen, as calmly as possible, but even she herself could perceive how fake her smile was.

Under Mu Youchen's calm gaze, gradually, he couldn't laugh anymore, and his uneasy eyes and nose looked at his heart.

The body deliberately twisted in an arc, in a vain attempt to hide the dried blood stains on the clothes, so obvious, in fact, as long as you glance, it is enough to see clearly.

"Xun'er, come and sit. ”

Mu Youchen's voice was calm and gentle, his head found a comfortable position on the pillow, looking at her, his indifferent expression was replaced by a smile with unknown meaning in the corner of his eye.

He didn't question her anything, condemned her, just told her to come over, but his calmness made her even more upset.

Mu Qianxun lowered his head and slowly moved to Mu Youchen's bedside, like a child who had done something wrong.

Mu Youchen stroked her haggard cheeks with slightly cool fingers, and finally turned into a sigh, his voice was warm, not like his style:

"But what hurt?"

Mu Youchen's words touched the softest ground in her heart, and all of a sudden, her eyes were wet, she shook her head, like a fish in her throat, and she couldn't say a word of discomfort.

"My stupid girl, what are you crying about, it's good that you're not hurt, next time, don't act without telling me, so I'm more worried.

If I don't pretend to sleep, are you going to stay outside for the night?"

Mu Youchen wrapped one hand around Mu Qianxun's waist, and the coolness of his fingers fell to his waist through the thin clothes.

The temperature is cool, but it is reassuring and warm, and sure enough, as long as he is by her side, she can always be so at ease.

With dry lips and deep eyes still with a bit of hazy color, I saw pity, and the soul was dementored:

"You know it all. ”

Mu Youchen swallowed his saliva, rubbed Mu Qianxun's white cheeks vigorously, and smiled helplessly:

"I don't know, but if you weren't hiding in the courtyard, how could that ghost guy be so hard to toss, as if nothing was pleasing to the eye.

You will have to be careful when you call on the objects in this house in the future, because you may have a lot of things falling apart.

He kept in the room, looking at me like a thief, he must be covering up for you, and he was too deliberate. ”

Mu Qianxun stuck out his tongue, it turned out that they had already gotten into the gang, and they proudly thought that Mu Youchen didn't know anything.

"Can you tell me now? What are you doing?"

Mu Youchen's tone was slightly low, Mu Qianxun's body shrank, and he responded anxiously:

"Kill Baili Gusu, but unfortunately let him run away, but Baili Jing is already dead. ”

Mu Youchen was silent for a long time, his snort was long, he sighed continuously, stroked the back of Mu Qianxun's hand, and commanded:

"Only this time, there will be no next time, their lives, I will take them personally. ”

Mu Qianxun suddenly leaned over, his forehead against Mu Youchen's forehead, and looked at him with a smile on his eyebrows, not saying good, not saying bad.

The distance between the two is a stone's throw away, and the eyelashes are entangled from time to time, itchy, and the reflection in the eyes is clearly visible.

Mu Youchen's huge palm slowly fell from her back to the back of her head, and her slender fingers were inserted between her hair.

pressed Mu Qianxun's head, approached him infinitely, closed his eyes lightly, and covered his warm lips.

The slippery tongue licked her dry lips down and down, feeling the delicate softness that had been lost for a long time.

Gently and gently, one by one, the offensive gradually became domineering, grabbing her fragrant tongue, plundering in her mouth, plundering the sweet fragrance that belonged to her.

She also held his cheek, unconsciously intoxicated by this kiss, lips and teeth leaning on each other, and responded generously.

With her eyelashes fluttering and her eyes wet with tears, he would take the initiative to kiss her, which felt so good.

In those days, she kissed him secretly, but he lay there motionless, the memory of not knowing how to respond overlapped with the charm in front of him, and his heart seemed to be filled with something.

lingered for a long time, until he was alarmed by the sound of Ghost Yi opening the door and closing the door again, and then reluctantly separated.

On Mu Youchen's cheeks, a rare touch of crimson appeared, and in his bright eyes, there was a flash of evil color.