Everything about Wang Wang is changing, and the person concerned is still in a coma and can't extricate himself, and in a trance Wang Wang seems to have returned to his mother's arms, and his mother has been holding him and shaking, and while singing a children's rhyme that he doesn't understand, "squeak-squeak". At this time, his consciousness was quite vague, and he couldn't tell whether it was in a dream or really in his mother's arms.

He felt his mother's hand caressing him, making him feel very comfortable, so he also wanted to reach out and hug his mother, but what made him anxious was that when he held the hand that touched him in his arms, the hand quickly broke free! Wang Wang felt his mother's alienation from him, and he called out in a panic: "Wang, Wang!" Not long after, the hand began to caress him again, and this time when he held his mother's hand again, his mother no longer ran away.

So Wang Wang felt that he was so down-to-earth, so dependent, and so secure!

So he opened his mouth and sucked his mother's fingers like a baby, and his mother's hand shook at first, then slowly became relaxed, and put her other hand on his back and stroked it gently.

The little lamb looked at the blind dog in his arms with pity, watching it gently suck on its fingers and then stroke it slowly.

The little pig's mouth looked at it in amazement, and then asked the little sheep's horn: "When will you learn such a craft, even the dog will be comforted!"

"He's not a dog!" replied coldly to the little piglet's mouth, without looking up.

"Well, I said it wrong!" Piggymouth surrendered, and then tentatively said, "Aren't you afraid that the Grim Reaper knows?"

"She knows what I'm afraid of!" asked the little horn as he looked up at the pig's mouth.

"You don't know what Wang Wang did, how many plans he broke the god of death! Even the mad demon sent to kill him was eaten, can your mother let him go?"

The little sheephorn looked at the little pig's mouth deeply, and said in a firm tone: "I won't let her know, because I promised Wang Wang!"

Little Pig's mouth was secretly happy in his heart, but his face still showed a mocking look: "Hey, you're not a demon, when did the demon keep the agreement!"

"Believe it or not, I'll tear your mouth apart!" said the little sheephorn viciously, and the life-reager, who had never been afraid of the little sheep's horn, shuddered, as if he was really frightened by her, so he fell silent.

They found a very safe place to wait for Wang Wang to recover, but the god of death and tantra are both powerful, if there is any place in the world that Wang Wang's little pig's mouth knows but they don't know, it is Qingzhen Temple, this room of Da Mousi! The god of death has never been here, and Tantra would never have imagined that the little pig's mouth would hide Wang Wang here!

There is no change here and before, after the disappearance of Da Musi halfway, Tantric Huizhi Zen Master came here, expressed his guilt and regret for the disappearance of Da Musi, and told the people in righteous words that he will definitely investigate to the end, whether it is done by the devil or by others, Da Musi will definitely return to Qingzhen Temple without any damage!

At the end of his speech, he proposed that the dragons could not be left without a leader, especially after thirteen days, they would gather to fight against death, and Qingzhen Temple had a long way to go, so he asked the people to elect a candidate for the Great Musi. In the end, one of the mousses who stayed in the Qingzhen Temple for the longest time was elected, this mousse was older than the old mousse, more than 70 years old, dazzling and low mana, he himself claimed that he was unwilling to do it, but after being crowned by Huizhi with high morality, no one dared to object.

Since the new big mousse came to power, the first thing he did was to order the old mousse's door to be locked, as if he was afraid that the old mousse would suddenly return!

So when Xiao Zhuzui returned to Qingzhen Temple to grasp the situation, he brought Wang Wang and Ren Zhengfei here. That night, the little sheephorn didn't know how to find it. Piggymouth was taken aback when he saw her, he thought that no one could know about this place, but the appearance of the little horn made him doubt his decision.

After knocking on the side, the little pig's mouth was relieved, it turned out that the little sheep's horn had planted something on Wang Wang's body, and she found it with this!

Little Pig's mouth didn't know Little Sheephorn's feelings for Wang Wang, but after he saw Little Sheephorn's intentions to take care of Wang Wang, he more or less understood a little bit.

At this time, looking at the little sheep's horns that were holding a dog like a child, its brain was obviously not very good, and it felt that it was not good to disturb, so it found Ren Zhengfei, who had woken up on the side, to speak.

"Hey!" Ren Zhengfei, who was lying on the ground with a rake with a rake, and his head was a little dazed, "Can you speak?"

Ren Zhengfei lost too much blood, and he was already weak, but at this time, he was pushed so impolitely by the little pig's mouth, and he was even more angry in his heart: "What are you doing?" Just listening to the voice, you can't feel that he has lost too much blood at all.

"Hey, hey, you're strong!" looked at him with some surprise and playfulness, "Get up and talk if you have the strength!"

"You can talk while lying down!" Ren Zhengfei's upright appearance made you completely unthinkable that he had whispered to Lao Liang like that. All because the pig-faced in front of him told himself that his subordinates had stabbed themselves because of mistakes, and it didn't mean that at all!

For a person who is almost dead, or has already died, he can see everything, he can let go of everything! Oh no, there is one person, oh no, there are two people, he can't let go!

That is Ren Feifei and Gong Rouna, his wife and daughter, so he doesn't want to die now, so he still holds back his grievances and says, "If you have anything to say, just say it!"

The little pig's mouth pointed to the dog in the arms of the little horn and asked, "Who are you, and why did you carry him there?"

Ren Zhengfei didn't need to look at it, he also knew that this pig-faced person was talking about Wang Wang: "I'm his friend, and I took him there to restore his body!"

The little pig's mouth felt extremely surprised when he heard it: "Do you know who the rice jar in that tailor's shop is?"

"I don't know!" Ren Zhengfei replied weakly.

"I don't know why you took him to that place!" Piggy's face distorted with anger.

Ren Zhengfei, who felt the anger of the little pig's mouth came unreasonably, felt that something was wrong, and he asked hesitantly: "This... Is there anything wrong?"

"The sheep is in the tiger's mouth, the sheep is in the tiger's mouth, do you know!" It seems that the little pig's mouth can't wait to eat Ren Zhengfei immediately.

"Huh?" Ren Zhengfei was even more confused: "How can you call the sheep into the tiger's mouth!"

"You!" the little pig was so anxious that he couldn't say anything, threw away the iron rake in his hand, and walked quickly to the little horn and said, "Do you hear?"

How did she know that the little sheep's horn looked very calm, and she actually smiled at the little pig's mouth: "I already knew." ”

"Then you let me look at him and see if there is any way to save him!"

"I'm already saved!" said the little horn flatly.

"Huh?" Little Pig's Mouth was frightened when he saw the blood dripping from the corner of the pit bull's mouth, and exclaimed: "You are using your soul to make up! You are crazy, you will disappear!"