Looking at Luo Wusheng beside him, Fifth Mo smiled heartily and learned from Luo Wusheng's appearance. When the winter spirit inhaled into the body is warmly surrounded and sent back to the world, the nerves are refreshed by the winter.

"You say, why doesn't it snow in winter here?" Fifth Mo still closed his eyes, enjoying the refreshment of the cold incomparably.

Luo Wusheng, who was quietly feeling the beauty of nature with his eyes closed, opened his eyes that he didn't want to open after hearing Fifth Mo's words, and threw a roll of his eyes at Fifth Mo beside him, even if Fifth Mo couldn't see it, "Hui Gongzi, I'm not God." ”

Luo Wusheng's serious answer didn't surprise Fifth Mo much, he had gradually begun to get used to this Luo Wusheng-style way of speaking.

Fifth Mo slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were still blurred in the distance, "You said that if you were sacrificed, would it be exchanged for a snow?"

Luo Wusheng turned around and faced the fifth ink, and looked at the fifth ink with a very serious expression: "Hui Gongzi, yes! It's still red snow, it's rare for a thousand years!"

The fifth ink's blurry eyes slowly focused, and in the corner of his eyes was Luo Wusheng's somewhat puffed appearance: You still don't understand me after all, even if you are willing to sacrifice to the so-called heaven, how can I be willing to give it?

Fifth Mo didn't look at Luo Wusheng, but turned around and walked towards the house, and said as he walked: "Then forget it, I'm afraid that my white city will be dyed red." ”

Luo Wusheng originally planned to follow Fifth Mo into the study, but after hearing Fifth Mo's words, she changed her mind.

Luo Wusheng put down the left foot he had lifted, and said in his heart: Cut, the son of the city lord of Mocheng is enough to pollute a city. But Luo Wusheng's mouth said loudly and respectfully: "Childe, what you said is right, what you said is reasonable......

The figure of the fifth ink disappeared into the gloom inside the door, and Luo Wusheng was reluctant to follow it anymore.

Yes, Luo Wusheng has been here for more than four months, and it seems that in addition to the first two months of leisure, the rest of the time is revolving around the fifth ink, if it weren't for today's fifth ink's sentence 'I'm afraid of dyeing my white city' to arouse the negative energy that soaked her mind, perhaps, she wouldn't want to stop and rest.

People, it's really a strange person, sometimes a casual sentence in the eyes of others, but it can make Ben Huanyue's self fall into the coldness of sadness in an instant, perhaps, it's just that the sadness at that time should be released, if you don't cry for the last time, I'm afraid that the days won't be able to continue.

Luo Wusheng turned around and left the courtyard of the fifth ink, she went to the kitchen and took some pastries, ready for emergencies, after all, grief requires strength, but these pastries did not come in handy.

After Luo Wusheng returned to her room, she had already begun to feel that the sad power in her heart made her a little weak, and even more breathless, the pastries were placed on the table casually, and she dragged her trembling body straight to the bed.

This sadness came so suddenly, no matter how joking a word or word, it could become its fuse. Like a recurrence of a vicious disease, Luo Wusheng's consciousness was blurred very quickly, and she once again sank into grief and couldn't extricate herself.

Luo Wusheng slept for seven days, and in these seven days, except for the fifth ink club at night, no one came to disturb her.

It's not so much that no one bothered, but that no one dared to bother. When the fifth Mo found Luo Wusheng who couldn't wake up, many doctors came to the Mo Mansion, and these people had already fainted to the ground before they could see Luo Wusheng in the door, and when they woke up, they all fled as if they had seen something terrible.

Fifth Mo was helpless in the end, so he could only invite the head of the Thirteen Doctors. Even the famous one who shook the rivers and lakes obviously felt uncomfortable when he first arrived at the door of Luo Wusheng's room, and he came out after some simple diagnosis with his internal strength. It wasn't that he was perfunctory, but that the moment he was in the house was diagnosed, and his cheeks, as white as a corpse, showed the damage he had suffered, and if he stayed a little longer, he would have fallen asleep like the other doctors.

It is also strange to say, the energy in Luo Wusheng's room seems to be able to recognize people, and the fifth ink did not show any discomfort when he entered and exited the room, but the doctor who came to treat Luo Wusheng was injured by this energy.

After the strange one's pale cheeks regained some complexion a little, Fifth Mo asked eagerly, "How is it?"

The strange one, who was still being supported, adjusted his breathing, and replied slowly: "Strange disease, except for the strong and easy dispersion, I don't see any other causes, cough cough cough ......" After coughing lightly, Blame Yi continued: "The only strange thing is that the aura around this woman's body seems to be able to absorb people's spirits, making people who are close to them weak and weak, and even fainting, cough cough cough...... But it's not in the way, it may better protect her from being violated by others, so that she can sleep quietly for a while, she is afraid that she is too tired. ”

After listening to Wei Yibu's words, Fifth Mo sat down in his chair and said nothing: Luo Wusheng, who are you? What have you been through? And what are you going through now?

Strange to see the fifth ink at the moment, he didn't say anything, he made a color to the person who was supporting him, and retreated. After resting in Mofu for two days, he hurried back to Licheng.

"What about the young master?" Strange one didn't ask the guards of the Licheng City Lord's Prince's Mansion.

When the guard saw that it was strange, he replied respectfully: "Mr. Huiwei, the master went to the Scholar Pavilion last night and never returned." ”

After hearing the news, he wanted to rush to the Proud Building first, but then he thought about it, so let's go to the Scholar Pavilion first, after all, the young master of his family really didn't have so much to talk about with the fox Qimei.

The Scholar Pavilion had already heard of it for a long time, and was even slightly familiar with it. Therefore, the strange one did not break through, but stood at the door and said loudly with internal force: "The Licheng monster does not visit, and if you want to discuss with the young master of my family, the lord of the pavilion will allow it." ”

After saying this sentence seven times, the door of the Scholar Pavilion slowly opened, and Da Mu and Xiao Mu blocked the door, you look at me, I look at you, but I don't know how to make the strange one not go in, because they can't speak. This is to blame the ghost face Gu Yu, their pavilion master said that it was useless to have a voice, so he deprived them of the right to speak, and they naturally didn't dare to say anything, just kidding, it was already good to be created, where did they dare to have any opinions.

Blame one didn't hold his forehead, looked at the two scarecrows, and said a little speechlessly: "Bother the two of you to get out of the way, I'll go in first, and you two will flirt again, okay?"