Hong'er saw a pile of sacks in the corner, and she had nothing to do to look for something to see, which was much more interesting than meeting Wushuang there.

A sack placed on it stood a little crooked, about to fall off, Hong'er pushed it casually, loose and exaggerated, as if it was rotten chaff, after pushing it right, after a while, it seemed to not accept Hong'er's kindness, and slowly crooked again.

Hong'er frowned, and pushed the bag back again, but the bag seemed to be conscious, deliberately against Hong'er, Hong'er pushed it over, and it crooked back again, repeating it several times.

"Hey, I don't believe in this evil anymore, I can't cure a broken sack?" Hong'er muttered to herself, rolled up her arms and sleeves and stepped on the sack stack, and pressed down the sack that was against her with both hands.

Seeing Hong'er competing with a sack, Wushuang watched it with relish on the side, and felt that such a Hong'er was particularly cute.

"Woo ......" Suddenly the sack whimpered, startling Hong'er, and jumped down with her feet on the sack stack, taking several steps back in a row.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Hong'er suddenly bounce back, Wushuang immediately stood up and asked nervously.

"Yes...... There's something! Hong'er pointed to the sack and said in surprise.

The two of them saw that the sack that had been deformed by Hong'er writhed and arched outward, as if it was a living thing, Wushuang saw this, drew his sword, and stepped forward to block Hong'er behind him.

"What are you doing, I should be protecting you, stay away." Hong'er was only curious about what was going on with the sack, Wushuang was so blocked, she couldn't see anything, and subconsciously pushed it and pushed Wushuang aside.

Wushuang felt that his self-esteem had been frustrated, and he lowered his head gloomily, and with him was the sack.

After the sack broke free from the gap, one of them rolled down without standing firmly, Hong'er jumped back again and again, opened her arms to protect Wushuang behind her, and stared at the sack with her eyes, for fear that something terrible would come out of it.

Seeing Hong'er protecting himself like this, Wushuang's heart was warm, he actually knew that Hong'er didn't have him in his heart, but he just couldn't help but care about her every move, joy, anger and sorrow, Hong'er smiled at him unintentionally, he could be happy for a long time, and the little loss just now disappeared immediately because of Hong'er's protection.

The sack lay quietly on the ground, Hong'er stared at it without daring to blink, and she didn't dare to breathe, so she confronted it.

Half a day passed, the sack was really calm, and it didn't even move, but Hong'er couldn't hold on a little, her eyes were red, and she was itchy and dry.

"Let's go together!" Wushuang burst into tears, she couldn't stand it anymore, and said softly to Hong'er.

Hong'er nodded, and tightened her grip on the Ugin snake whip with a very light movement, and the two of them had a tacit understanding, and almost at the same time, the sword and whip landed on the sack that was fearless and calm.

The next action was ready for the two of them, ready to deal with the counterattack of the sack, but they didn't expect that the sack would let the two of them disembowel as if they were fate, and they were tragic.

The sack showed the two of them all of it, and the broken sack pieces were piled up with rotten chaff and rotten chaff.

"Whew......" Wushuang rubbed his dry eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Shh Hong'er still didn't relax, she turned around and made a silent gesture at Wushuang, and then pointed at the sack stack with her eyes, and subconsciously took Wushuang's hand and approached there, her movements were as light as a cat.

Hong'er's feeling of holding Wushuang is no different from grabbing a branch, because Wushuang's whole person is cold, and he walks as stiff as a log, and his legs will not bend.

Wushuang didn't become a zombie, he was just too excited, being held by Hong'er This is a scene that appeared in a dream, after appearing in reality, he can't be as calm as in the dream, he doesn't even know how to breathe, and the whole person is stiff like a log.

Wushuang thought that after so long, his feelings for Hong'er might have faded, and in the days after Hong'er left, he was busy every day until dark, trying not to think of Hong'er anymore, but this was all his wishful thinking, and the moment he reunited with Hong'er, he knew that all his efforts were in vain.

Even if he doesn't want to, Ke Hong'er is still deeply rooted in his heart, and it is getting deeper and deeper.

Wushuang didn't know how to get to the sack stack, his mind was blank, only the thumping of his heart beat until Hong'er exclaimed, which pulled him back to reality.

Hong'er had already let go of Wushuang's hand and began to pick up the pile of sacks without stopping, the rotten sacks broke as soon as they grabbed it, and the moldy chaff sprayed out, making the already small hut smoky and miasma, and a strong musty smell rushed to the top of the head.

As the city lord, Wushuang has never stained the soles of his feet, and his whole body is so clean that it exudes fragrance, how could he smell such a rush, and immediately coughed violently.

"Come and help, there's a kid down there!" Although Hong'er is a daughter, she has gone through so much, and she is no longer the delicate deep lady, she is simply a rough man, making the house dusty, and she has nothing to do.

Wushuang couldn't let Hong'er look down on herself, so she had to endure her cough and pull the sack with Hong'er.

These sacks were piled together, and one was torn off and several fell down, and the two tossed for a long time, almost emptying the pile of sacks before they got out the child Hong'er said.

This is a boy, half a head shorter than Hong'er, childish, should be about ten years old, although he is skinny, but his eyebrows are clear and beautiful, his skin is delicate and white, not like a flower, but like a rich young master, dirty clothes that can't see the pattern, and the feel and style also show that this child has a background.

The boy was so weak that he could not stand up, his half-open eyes were full of despair and horror, and his face was full of rotten chaff that had just been sprinkled by the two of them in the sack, and he did not even have the strength to cough.

Although Hong'er was about the same height as the child, she could easily pick him up because he was so thin that he had only a skeleton left.

Hong'er carried him to a clean place, took him in her arms, untied the water bag around her waist, and tried to feed him saliva, but she couldn't fill it.

Hong'er opened his mouth and saw that he was so uncomfortable that he almost stopped crying, the child's mouth was filled with those moldy chaff, which had been in his mouth for a long time, and had grown clumps of white mycelium, forming a large lump, exuding an unpleasant smell.

"That's how he survived by eating this?" Wushuang was also shocked, his throat twitched up and down, and his stomach turned upside down.