The person in front of him who made Mu Chen think about it was only fourteen, but this appearance was indeed a bit of a disaster for the country and the people.

The most eye-catching forehead is the red lips, the slightly open pink mouth gently closed with the rhythm of breathing, so that Mu Chen couldn't help but have an urge to kiss it. And those eyes that were closed at this time were really extraordinary, although the eyes were closed, the eyelashes on these eyes were twice as many as Mu Chen's, I really couldn't imagine how attractive these eyes were when they opened.

Unconsciously swallowed a few saliva, and finally firmly suppressed the thought in his heart, Mu Chen took two steps forward, carefully shook Hong Zhao's shoulder, and called softly: "Sister Hong Zhao, wake up!"

It's just that with this shake, Hong Zhao, who was sleeping soundly in the corner of the wall, suddenly lost his center of gravity and slowly fell towards Mu Chen's arms.

In a panic, Mu Chen firmly hugged the fallen Hong Zhao into his arms, but this hand was around his shoulder, but the position of the other hand was on the high bulge of Hong Zhao's chest!

Feeling the softness in his hands, Mu Chen subconsciously rubbed it a few more times.

"What is so soft?" Puzzled, Mu Chen looked down, but this look was a little blush, and his mind was instantly blank.

"Uh-huh......" A soft* sound came from Hong Zhao's mouth, and Mu Chen was so frightened that he immediately let go of the devil's claws.

The owner of the voice slowly opened his eyes, and a pair of autumn-like eyes looked at Mu Chen with some confusion at this time.

"Sister Hongzhao, you finally woke up. ”

"Xiao Chen, I'm ......" Hong Zhao rubbed his temples, as if he didn't remember what happened yesterday.

"Sister Hongzhao, this is in the dark compartment of the wine cellar in the backyard of your house. Yesterday, my husband's tribe was attacked, and my uncle put you here, do you remember?" asked Mu Chen.

"The tribe was attacked? Why don't I have any impression, hey, no, Xiao Chen, why are you here?" asked Hong Zhao suspiciously.

Mu Chen lowered his head and said softly: "In the morning, Uncle Xin Mule went to meet the clan elder ......."

Hong Zhao covered his mouth and listened to Mu Chen's narration, his eyes were covered with tears, and when Mu Chen finished speaking, his eyes were a little dull, and he choked up: "My father was seriously injured, and my mother and the elders of the clan were captured alive...... There is no one in the tribe...... How so...... How could this be......"

"Sister Hongzhao, the hour is not early, this place is not suitable for a long time, I came alone with a sense of foreboding in my heart, every time I pass by the dark ruins, I always feel that there seems to be something watching me, the rest of the things you should follow me back to the disaster fight, okay?" Mu Chen's face was solemn, patted Hongzhao's back and said.

"What, Xiao Chen, did you come alone? didn't your uncle and the clan elders come with you?" asked Hong Zhao in surprise.

"Hmph, those in the clan, the thieves who attacked yesterday scared them out, and they only thought about how to protect themselves. As for my father, I don't hide it from my sister and say that I ...... last night" Mu Chen expressed deep disdain for the clan elders, and then told Hong Zhao about Mu Ye and the Holy Sect old man last night. Of course, the part of the sealed coffin forging body and the green jade spirit coffin was concealed.

When Hong Zhao heard this, he touched Mu Chen's little head affectionately, then hugged him, and couldn't help but lean him on his chest, with seven points of emotion, but said with some blame: "Xiao Chen, how can you come alone, how dangerous it is!

Hongzhao's hug, it is quite natural, and it has been like this to Mu Chen since he was a child. It's just Mu Chen's side......

At this time, he only felt a crispy and soft feeling in front of his face, and his mind seemed to be blank as if trampled by thousands of troops. I saw that the roots of his ears quickly flushed, and in the blink of an eye, his entire neck was red, and his face was already like a ripe apple, and what was even worse was that a hot stream gushed down from the tip of his nose!

"Ahh

Mu Chen was stunned, his eyes were smirking blankly, and the blood on the tip of his nose was gushing out like a spring!

The sight of the sight completely frightened Hong Zhao, and while tearing the clothes on his sleeves and helping Mu Chen block the blood gushing from the tip of his nose, he shouted Mu Chen's name loudly.

"Xiao Chen! Xiao Chen!" Vaguely, Mu Chen heard a burst of anxious shouts, and finally came back to his senses, but the red sight in front of him almost made his nosebleed, which had almost stopped spurting, about to start a new round of spurting.

It turned out that in a hurry, Hong Zhao not only tore off the clothes on his sleeves and arms, but also accidentally tore off part of the cloth strip on his chest!

Under the looming pink belly pocket, the faintly visible snow-white skin suddenly made Mu Chen reverie infinitely!

Mu Chen hurriedly closed his eyes, silently recited the meditation mantra in his heart, and then he was able to suppress his thoughts, and then gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, and said indifferently: "Sister Hongzhao, don't worry, I think it should be on fire." ”

"On fire?" Hong Zhao looked at the pieces of bright red cloth and expressed his doubts about Mu Chen's words.

"Sister Hong Zhao, I'm really fine, let's go, if we stay here any longer, we will really have trouble!" Mu Chen didn't plan to continue the topic with Hong Zhao, so he picked her up and pulled the wooden ladder to the wine cellar.

Mu Chen opened the secret compartment, scanned the wine cellar for a week, and found nothing abnormal, and called softly: "Sister Hongzhao, come up quickly!"

The two walked through the backyard, Mu Chen looked at the sky, but at this time, the sun was gone, there were only patches of black clouds, the surroundings were quiet and terrible, and the insects and birds disappeared. Mu Chen's eyebrows tightened, and a dark cloud appeared spontaneously in his heart.

"Xiao Chen, I'm afraid it's going to rain this day. Hong Zhao also felt a little uneasy.

"It's okay, Sister Hongzhao, I will take you back to the clan safely today!" After speaking, Mu Chen showed his seven-inch heavenly fangs, took Hong Zhao's hand and walked out.

Looking at the small back in front of him, Hong Zhao didn't know what to think in his heart, and muttered to himself: "Xiao Chen, it seems that he has grown up unconsciously. ”

The two of them left the mansion, but the sky was even darker. Mu Chen's ears moved slightly, stopped, and looked at the houses on both sides of the road with a solemn expression.

"Xiao Chen, what's wrong?" asked Hong Zhao with some concern.

"Sister Hongzhao, you stand back. As soon as Mu Chen's voice fell, he saw figures slowly walking out of the gates of the houses on both sides of the road in front of him.

Until the ruins when Mu Chen came, there were dozens of families, and there were dozens of figures in front of him!

The figures hobbled towards the two of them, their eyes showing a fierce light, their clothes were ragged, covered in blood, and a few of them were missing arms and legs. The legless ones writhed on the ground and crawled towards the two. It's a bit of a tingling scene.

"Xiao Chen, this ......" Although Hong Zhao was a little stunned in his heart, he was also a person who practiced martial arts, and he was currently fourteen years old, but he had also cultivated to the Bone Forging Realm, which was only one step away from the Yijing Realm, and this age was also a talented person among the seventy-two tribes in southern Xinjiang. Seeing the dozens of strange figures in front of her, she didn't panic too much, but she seemed to have seen these in front of her in some classic.

"Sister Hongzhao be careful, these weirdos are very resistant to beating, I met one in the wine cellar when I came, and he broke his hands and feet but he can still stagger along. Mu Chen said solemnly.

"Xiao Chen! I remember, I've seen it in the classics! These people are not ghosts and ghosts, they should be corpses and corpse puppets!"