Suddenly, a pink knife flew out of the sky, and lightning shot into the back of the ruffian's head, and the ruffian fell forward and died. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When many people were naughty when they were young, as long as the adults came to say "Mo Shiwu is coming", they would immediately be quiet in fear, people knew that the gods were very powerful and terrifying, and the ruffians shouted "gods" countless times all the way without possessing their bodies, and returned to their own territory before returning to their souls, and finally failed to shout the key word "Luo".

This episode should not attract too much attention, people will think that it is two ruffians playing treasure, even if some of the ruffians find it suspicious, it is difficult to think that "Tofu Luo" will be a powerful god.

The flying knife came into the air, Yi Luo was puzzled, but he had no time to explore, worried about Sen Xiaomian, and returned to Sen's house in a roundabout way, seeing that she really didn't leave, and was still next to a pile of messy corpses, holding his sister's body motionless, still like two poignant statues.

Seeing Yi Luo come in, the still Sen Xiaomian rolled his eyes, then stumbled over, knelt at Yi Luo's feet, hugged his legs, raised his pretty face covered with tears, and pleaded pitifully: "Lord Tenjin, please save my sister, save my sister......"

Yi Luo hurriedly pulled her and said bitterly: "I'm sorry, I don't have such ability!"

"Lord Tenjin, I can't live without my sister!" Sen Xiaomian refused to get up, hugged Yi Luo's legs hard, and cried bitterly.

This strong girl was completely crushed by the death of her sister, and her sister used her as a pillar, so why didn't she use her sister as a pillar?

"I know that you love your sister very much, and I also know that your sister loves you very much, and her soul is watching you, can you bear to make her sad?"

"Really, where are you?" Sen Xiaomian let go of Yi Luo and stood up, wiping her tears and looking around, "Does your wound hurt?"

Tears suddenly welled up in Yi Luo's eyes, he looked up to the sky and blinked a few times, tried to calm his mind, and said: "She is gone, you know, people have lost their lives, and they can't stay in this world." She asked me to tell you to live well, she will watch you from heaven, and if she sees you alive well, she will be fine too!"

"Is that really the case?" Sen Xiaomian's poignant appearance was so fragile that it seemed to melt at the touch of a touch, she saw the affirmation in Yi Luo's eyes, wiped her tears with both hands, and said gratefully: "I know, I will get better as soon as possible, I will be fine, thank you, Lord Tenjin!"

While her emotions were under control, Yi Luo hurriedly said, "We have to get out of here quickly!"

Sen Xiaomian picked up her sister's body, and Yi Luo found that she was too seriously injured and held it very hard, so she hurriedly took Sen Xiaosi's body from her hand.

There was eerily silence outside, there was murder here, and the people around were hiding in their homes, not daring to come out for a long time, not knowing what was going on inside.

Yi Luo walked in front, Sen Xiaomian's small hands clutched Yi Luo's clothes, his eyes stared at his sister's body, and he followed sadly and confusedly.

This place is very close to the mountain, the two ran to the mountain, found a place, Yi Luo put down Sen Xiaosi's body, and decided to help Sen Xiaomian deal with the wound first, the dried blood and clothes are bonded together, and when the clothes are torn, the wound will be hurt twice.

Sen Xiaomian sat next to her sister's body, held one of her hands with both hands, looked at her pale little face stupidly, and Yi Luo said gloomily: "Sen Xiaomian, please mourn, let's deal with the wounds on my body first!"

After persuading him a few times, Sen Xiaomian did not react, and he was helpless, so Yi Luo had no choice but to say: "Offended!"

Yi Luo leaned over and stood beside Sen Xiaomian, unbuttoned the top of her dress, and in order not to touch the girl's breasts, he pinched the button and pulled it away from his body before he began to undo it.

The buttons were all unbuttoned, taking off the dress was a problem, Sen Xiaomian's hands held her sister's hand and refused to let go, Yi Luo had to take off her left hand first, remove the sleeve from her left hand, and then put her left hand back on her sister's hand.

In the same way, pull out the sleeve on the right side of the dress and bring the dress to her waist. She was not wearing obscene clothes on her upper body, her chest was wrapped in a white cloth, and the skin on her body was milky white and smooth, as if it was a soft jade.

Ilo crouched behind her and saw that the blood from her wound was beginning to dry up, and she had to tear the chest cloth as soon as possible. He studied it for a while, and then he untied the chest cloth in a panic, and accidentally his fingers slid through the girl's side ribs like a dragonfly, and the delicate and smooth touch gave Yi Luo goosebumps.

He quickly collected his mind and carefully separated the chest cloth from the wound, and Yi Luo knew that she was in pain, but she seemed to feel nothing, completely immersed in grief.

Tearing off the chest cloth, revealing a bloody wound, lying on his back, shocking.

Yi Luo took out the small medicine bag he was carrying, quickly treated Sen Xiaomian's wounds, and then, he tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes and helped Sen Xiaomian wipe the blood on his back.

The chest wrap is the same as the skirt, the blood stains on it have not dried thoroughly, and it cannot be worn on the body for the time being. It's autumn now, the weather is relatively cool, although the body of the divine envoy is good, but it can't be exposed to the cool breeze like this, Yi Luo pulled up Sen Xiaomian's skirt a little, took off his coat, and draped it in front of her.

Yi Luo walked not far behind Sen Xiaomian and dug a pit with a green lotus knife, this pit was where Sen Xiaosi was buried, he silently dug the soil with a green lotus knife, and felt extremely sad.

After digging the pit, the blood stains on Sen Xiaomian's clothes were almost dry, Yi Luo scraped off the blood clots on the chest wrapping, and helped Sen Xiaomian wrap her chest and put on her skirt in a frightened way, looking at her demented and miserable appearance, she couldn't help sighing, and said to her gloomily: "Sen Xiaomian, your sister, you must be buried as soon as possible!"

Sen Xiaomian didn't speak, still sitting dementedly, but tears slipped down. Yi Luo persuaded her a few times, but she just cried silently, so she had to be ruthless, snatched Sen Xiaosi's body from her hand, and gently put it into the pit.

Sen Xiaomian cried "woo", watching her sister gradually being buried in the soil, and her crying became more and more poignant......

In this way, Sen Xiaosi was hastily buried, and Sen Xiaomian cried bitterly, and after crying, he woke up from the chaotic state.

Yi Luo knew that the ruffians must have been suspicious of him, and after thinking about it, only the single Teacher Yao was suitable for taking in Sen Xiaomian, so he took Sen Xiaomian around the mountain in a big circle and quietly sneaked to Teacher Yao's house.

Teacher Yao's home is in the Wind Dance Academy, and she lives alone in a small mansion, and she keeps her nest very elegant and tidy.

The door of Teacher Yao's house was open, and she was tending to the flowers and plants in the yard, when she saw Yi Luo and Sen Xiaosi, who were covered in blood, come in, and she was immediately startled.

When Yi Luo entered the door, a teacher who was probing his brain not far away saw him, and the teacher's face instantly became extremely ugly, and he paced up hurriedly, as if he was hesitating about something.

Yi Luo closed the door and explained the situation to Teacher Yao. Teacher Yao had tears in her eyes, and pityfully pulled Sen Xiaomian to comfort her, so that she could rest assured that she would be safe from the limelight here, Sen Xiaomian cried with gratitude and sadness, which caused Teacher Yao's tears to pour out like a broken embankment.