Outside the guest room in the City Lord's Mansion, Baozhu saw Lu Yunchu waiting for her at the gate from a distance.

Although she hadn't seen her overnight, she was far more worried than before.

At this time, seeing that Lu Yunchu came back safe and sound, she finally breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

"Xiao Chu!"

She quickly ran up to him and asked, "How is Raccoon Island?"

Lu Yunchu's face turned pale, and his bloodless lips made his face look very tired. He didn't answer her words, but pointed to the door with a solemn expression and said to her, "Let's go see Mengjiu first!"

Seeing Lu Yunchu like this, she felt even more uneasy in her heart......

When I stepped into the wing, I saw that some of the bundled and dried herbs in the room had not yet had time to be unfolded, and another large package had not yet been opened.

This is obviously Yumejiu's room.

Yesterday, a few of them had just moved into the City Lord's Mansion, and before they had time to tidy up their rooms, they were summoned to the study for a meeting, and then that happened in the evening, and each of them was busy in a series of ......

Carrying a hanging heart, she walked gently inside, Lu Yunchu still had a calm face, and followed behind her.

Finally, past the door of the inner room, she saw Meishan sitting on the edge of the bed.

Baozhu has never seen such an embarrassed Meishan, let alone such a sad Meishan.

It has always been a white and flawless white robe, but at this time it is stained with blood, and the collar is stained with blood into a large area of red.

Looking down further, Meishan's left foot didn't even wear shoes and socks, and his bare left foot was also covered with blood.

This look made Baozhu suddenly shocked: Didn't you say that something happened to Mengjiu? Why did Meishan seem to be seriously injured?

Meishan's tall figure was facing away from the two, holding Mengjiu who was half-lying on the bed in his arms, and even when he heard the footsteps of them entering the room, he didn't turn his head to look.

Baozhu couldn't help but slow down his pace, and walked to Meishan's side with trepidation, and finally saw the face of Mengjiu, who had been held in Meishan's arms like a treasure.

It was a bloodless face, eyes closed, lips covered with a layer of white frost.

She saw that the face that usually loved to smile was sleeping quietly and haggardly, and there was no longer any life.

Baozhu only felt her heart being clenched by a hand, and the pain and suffocation almost made her breathless.

At the same time, some unfamiliar fragments suddenly burst into my mind......

"Jiu'er also wants to cultivate, and when she grows up, she can protect the adults and ......her brothers."

"My lord, look at the Spirit Tongue Grass that Jiu'er just picked today, you can refine a few more Spirit Tongue Ten Thousand Poison Pills for the eldest brother and the little mountain brother......

"Xiaotian, Jiu'er has learned the group poison technique that Xiaoguang created for me! And through the group poison technique, Jiu'er also created his own group healing technique...... Isn't Jiu'er very smart?"

"Haha! There is no one in the Marfa Continent who can match my Mengjiu's medical skills and poison skills! From now on, Jiu'er can fight with you adults, be your backup, and will never hold back......"

"Don't! Jiu'er doesn't want adults to be my matchmaker, Jiu'er doesn't want to force Brother Xiaoshan to accept me because of the power of adults...... Jiu'er will definitely make Brother Xiaoshan fall in love with me willingly!"

"Little Heaven...... Will Jiu'er grow old and die before you? Jiu'er really wants to be with you forever......"

On the east mountain, from the small dream nine to the adult dream nine, or playful or stubborn, or frivolous or sad......

These fragments, like meteors dragging long tails, suddenly broke into Baozhu's brain and gently fell on her heart.

For a moment, she wet her eyes, and gently shouted out the most longing title in her heart at this time:

"Jiu'er ......"

Hearing her voice, Meishan turned his head blankly, and the eyes of the peach blossoms that were beautiful in the past were full of tears of grief.

Seeing that it was her, Meishan seemed to see the spiritual support, hugged Mengjiu's head tightly, and actually opened his mouth and cried: "My lord...... Jiu'er died...... Jiu'er ......"

She had never seen such a gaffe in Meishan.

He has always been gentle and calm, and even if he has been waiting for thousands of years of loneliness and hopelessness, he has never had such grief and gaffes.

But at this moment, Meishan hugged Mengjiu in his arms and cried like a helpless child......

At that time, Meng Jiu's silver needle was pierced, although it made him fall into a coma, but since the Ning Han Pill was swallowed, the burning sensation in his body caused by burning bones was relieved.

As if he was half-asleep, he first felt a stinging pain in the sole of his left foot, and then the hot blood in his body gushed to the soles of his feet and then discharged, which made him feel a lot more relaxed.

Soon, he only felt as if something had bitten him on his neck, and a cold liquid poured into his body along with the small wound, replacing and replenishing the hot fluid that was expelled from the soles of his feet, and quickly calming the irrepressible burning in his body.

Half-asleep, he heard Jiu'er's voice......

Every sentence and word that Jiu'er said fell into his ears and engraved in his heart.

Although his thoughts were not clear at the time, he still knew that there was one thing that was most important to him, like the blood that flowed out, slowly disappearing.

In the end, when Jiu'er's lips fell on his, he wanted to stretch out his arms to hug her, and he wanted to tell her that as long as she didn't leave, he was willing to cherish everything related to her.

However, he couldn't stretch out his hand or open his mouth, he could only passively accept everything Jiu'er gave him, and then let her disappear around him bit by bit.

When he woke up, he only saw his lifeless face lying on top of him, still smiling with satisfaction.

He had known that face for thousands of years, but he had never looked at it carefully and carefully.

It turned out that face was so beautiful! Even if it was bloodless and so white that it was heartbreaking, it was the most beautiful face in the world.

Why didn't he understand her beauty and her love earlier, why did he have to wait until he lost her to understand how important she was to him?

"Jiu'er...... Jiu'er ......"

Meishan cried out mournfully, tears falling on Meng Jiu's pale face.

"Hill ......"

Baozhu had no time to take care of it, why did she suddenly change her name for the two of them at this time, she asked in a hoarse voice, "Tell me what happened?"

How could Mengjiu die? She's a miracle doctor!

Meishan hugged Mengjiu and whimpered, but the excessive grief made him speechless for a while.

Lu Yunchu stepped forward, patted Meishan's shoulder comfortingly, and said to Baozhu:

"Xiaozhu, if I'm not mistaken, Miss Mengjiu died of blood loss. ”

Baozhu looked at Mengjiu, who was not injured in any of his body, and then looked at Meishan, who was covered in blood.

If you talk about blood loss, the feeling that the two people in front of her at this time should be Meishan lost too much blood, right?

was puzzled, and Meishan, who was choking, had already lifted the sleeve of Meng Jiu's left arm......

In the crook of the arm, a half-finger-thick blood hole can be seen, and there is no blood oozing out of the blood hole.