Chapter 88: Moon Pavilion 8

Then again, she would rather something happen, not because she was bad, but because she was really boring.

Since the last time she went out and returned late, she was punished very "miserably".

To be precise, it's not that she's miserable, it's that Moyu is miserable.

Faced with a mother who was worried that she wouldn't be able to eat, she cried so much that her eyes were swollen like a panda.

My father, who loves his wife like his life, doesn't know what to do when he sees it, and he orders him to kneel in the ancestral hall and reflect on it.

It was still the tears of the mother's relatives, and the crying father changed the punishment method, was grounded for a month, was not allowed to step out of the boudoir, and handed over a pair of embroideries every day.

It doesn't matter, anyway, it's not her who embroiders the needle every day.

At most, you don't have to go out of the room. Is embroidery so tiring?

Moyu, who slept in the small room next to her, snored louder and louder, and it didn't let people sleep peacefully.

Shui Yueran, who was extremely troubled, thought lightly in her mouth, and her snoring suddenly disappeared. Smiled, it's nice to be quiet.

Boom, a few thunderbolts sounded, waking up many sleeping people, Shui Yueran suddenly opened her eyes, her body trembled, and she was ready to fall asleep again after not making a sound for a long time.

At this moment, she suddenly sat up with a serious face.

This paranormal fluctuation ...... Didn't think much about it, closed your eyes. Shui Yueran had already finished dressing, flew on the broomstick, flew out of the window, and everything in the boudoir returned to calm.

Is it here?? Look up at the familiar signboard - Moon Landing Pavilion.

The last time I came, I didn't feel anything unusual.

Or is it ...... It's too well hidden, she doesn't notice it?

It's not good, that supernatural fluctuation is much weaker, and without thinking about it, Shui Yueran's figure disappeared again.

When Shui Yueran's figure appeared again, it had appeared in a room, red gauze curtains, and the fragrance was fragrant.

Red again? Could it be a boudoir of Momiji?

As soon as the thought flashed in Shui Yueran's mind, a sharp sword blade was pointed at her neck.

Silent, unnoticed.

Shui Yueran sighed secretly in her heart, what a fast speed.

"Who are you?" A familiar voice rang out.

Shui Yueran turned around slowly, carefully avoiding touching the sharp blade on her neck and shoulder.

"Sister Momiji, long time no see!" With a smile on his face, he greeted him with what he thought was the most harmless smile.

The sword did not put it down, but stabbed it forward, Shui Yueran felt a pain in her neck, she didn't need to look at it, it must have bled out.

Momiji lost the smile he had when he first saw him, and asked coldly, "Who are you?" ”

Shui Yueran still replied with a smile: "I am me, Shui Yueran." ”

"You know I'm not asking this, hurry up, or I'm welcome!" After saying that, the sword went a little deeper.

Really, it hurts.

The water moon disappeared in a flash, and appeared ten steps away from the red leaves.

"Hey, don't come again. I don't mean it, you know, otherwise, you would have died. ”

Reaching out to stop Momiji's move, the white light in his other hand flashed slightly, and he raised his hand to touch his neck, and the wound that was still bleeding just now disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Momiji was not surprised, but breathed a sigh of relief and put down the sword in his hand.

"What kind of spirit are you? Why, I don't feel it at all? ”

"You're a monster, I'm human." Just a man who knows magic.

"Impossible, what you just did was obviously ......"

"If you continue to entangle with me, the inside will not work!" Interrupting Hongye's words, Shui Yueran pointed to the bed in the inner room, and she felt that the fluctuation was a little weaker.

Momiji's face changed, and he rushed directly to the bed, and suddenly, the sky was full of red light.