When he fed his own blood to Chang Xiaoxiao, Chang Xiaoxiao became even more painful, the poison and Song Muze's blood fought against her body, torturing her body and fragile nerves.

"Mu Ze, I can't stand it, you can shoot me!" Chang Xiaoxiao begged again.

"Xiaoxiao, this is the antidote, you will live, can you hold on a little longer?" Song Muze hugged her and patted her back, wanting to relieve her pain.

"But it hurts too much, I'm afraid that before the poison is finished, I'll die of pain."

Song Muze put his hand on Chang Xiaoxiao's shoulder, looked at her affectionately, and said resolutely: "Xiaoxiao, don't worry, with me, you won't die." ”

"Makizawa, what are you going to do?" Chang Xiaoxiao saw that Song Muze had drawn her blood and was injecting it into his body, and she wanted to stop it when she was dying, but she didn't have the strength at all.

Song Muze wanted to replace Chang Xiaoxiao's pain and neutralize their blood, so as to generate an antidote, and then inject it into Chang Xiaoxiao's body.

The piercing pain swept over, Song Muze locked himself up in order to prevent himself from being in pain, and the terrible cry of pain resounded throughout the villa, his body was a battlefield, he and Chang Xiaoxiao's blood were engaged in a fierce confrontation, he couldn't lose, he had to let Chang Xiaoxiao live.

I don't know how long it took, he woke up, he remembered that he was fainted by the pain in the end, and the pain in his body was relieved a lot, and it seemed that he had succeeded. He immediately left the room and went to Chang Xiaoxiao.

"Smiling? Laughing? You wake up, I've made it, you're finally saved. He shook her, who was already unconscious, breathing weakly.

He immediately drew his own blood and injected it into Chang Xiaoxiao's body, he lay next to her, held her hand tightly, and muttered to himself. At that time, the Murong family and the Ouyang family were friends. South Murong and North Ouyang are two prominent families, the two families have a close relationship and are perennial partners, Murong Qing and Ouyang Pei often get together to drink and play golf. Murong Yan and Ouyang Pei's only son, Ouyang Chengmo, are also a pair of friends because they have similar interests. All this beauty is about to be ruined, and it is all because of the appearance of a girl, and that girl is Wei

Murong Qing collected a lot of ancient calligraphy and paintings, but because some of them were damaged, they needed to be restored. Because Murong Yan happened to be going to work in Jiangnan, Murong Qing handed over this task to him.

The work has ended, tomorrow will go back to the city, he took people to go forward according to the address, the car can not drive in, only get off the car and walk, today the weather is very unlucky, it is drizzling, there is more rain in the south, because he came in a hurry, he did not bring an umbrella. The assistant went to the shop to buy an umbrella, he stood under the eaves and smoked a cigarette, the river boat in front of the door rowed in front of his eyes, a boatman paddled in the bow of the boat, the girl standing in the stern caught his attention, wearing a cheongsam embroidered with peonies, a delicate figure, she held an oil-paper umbrella, stretched her hand in the air, she raised her head, he finally saw her face clearly.

He chased after her in the rain, she got into the cabin, and the ship went into the tunnel.

When I arrived at the old painter's house, there were a lot of calligraphy and paintings on the wall, and the antique environment gave people the feeling of returning to ancient times.

"Is anyone there?"

A woman walked out, "Is there anything wrong with you?" ”

With a crisp and pleasant voice, he turned around, his eyes lit up, and he had to sigh at the wonder of fate, the woman in front of him was the one he had just seen.

"We're looking for Mr. Wei Shuquan."

"My father is not in good health, I can convey if you have any problems."

"I hope the old gentleman can go out and restore the ancient paintings."

"Wait a minute."

After a while, she came out again, "My father said that he has more than enough heart but not enough strength, and asks you to find someone else." ”

"Wait! If the old gentleman wishes, I am willing to use this painting as a reward. ”

She opened it and saw that it was Wang Xizhi's real handiwork.

"Wait for me."

The old gentleman was helped out by her, and although he really wanted to get the painting, his body was really not good.

"That bothers the old gentleman."

Seeing that Murong Yan was leaving, he stopped him, "Slow down, if this gentleman can trust the little girl, you can let her go for me." ”

I don't know why, hearing him say this, Murong Yan actually felt joy in his heart.

"Absolutely."

Unexpectedly, her departure would change the fate of many people and cause an uproar among the two major families.