Wang Xian, who was covered in mud, finally came to the long street, and there was the city gate in the distance, but why did that figure go farther and farther.

Her right hand had already worn off a layer of skin, and her flesh was exposed in the rain, Wang Xian stretched out her right hand in despair, wanting to shout the name, but she couldn't shout, her throat was full of fishy and sweet blood, which kept pouring up, she was choked and coughed twice, but she couldn't shout!

Dongli, where are you going?

Wang Xian's eyes were swollen from crying, and he wanted to reach out to hold the figure, but he could only grasp the cold air.

"Ah Xian......" An umbrella was propped up to the top, Sun Maoran wanted to help Wang Xian, but he could reach out and touch her misplaced bones, so his eyes turned red, "What are you doing...... Wang Xian, what are you going to do!"

Sun Maoran carefully picked up Wang Xian, whose whole body was almost falling apart, and Wang Xian's eyes were staring directly at the city gate, and the figure was no longer visible...... gave up the last obsession, and Wang Xian finally fainted.

Three days later, the weather was clear and cloudless.

The rain that day had long since died of the blood stains left by Wang Xian, and at this moment, she was covered in bandages, revealing only a pair of eyes to stare at the top of the tent, nostrils to breathe, and a mouth to eat.

Sun Maoran came to visit occasionally, but Wang Xian closed his eyes and did not speak. As long as there was someone in the house, she closed her eyes and didn't speak, and as soon as the person left, she immediately opened her bloodshot eyes.

Wang Xian never spoke again.

Once when the doctor was changing her dressing, he accidentally tore her wound, and the doctor was so frightened that his face turned white. But Wang Xian didn't call, in fact, she didn't even move. The doctor didn't even think he had hurt her at all, but the wound did burst out with blood again. Isn't it dead? No, no, no, no, the nose is still breathing.

Wang Ziliang rarely came to see her, probably still angry. This is exactly what Wang Xian means.

Almost a month later, Wang Xian removed the bandages and was able to go out into the yard to bask in the sun and blow the wind. But she never spoke again, and she didn't speak when she was thirsty or hungry. This kind of second miss made the flower master so nervous, and the second miss in the past would occasionally tell them about the funny things that happened in Xiuyun Mountain. The current second lady didn't even bother to shake her head.

She kept her mouth shut about anything that had gone before.

Hearing from others, the second lady and her husband had a big quarrel and even made a move. The gentleman was so angry that he didn't weigh his strength, and as a result, the second lady was seriously injured.

On this day, Wang Xian sat in the courtyard as always basking in the sun and blowing the wind. The flower master walked over and said softly, "Miss, Sun Gongzi invites you to Qingshan Tower." He's been waiting there for a long time, is the lady going? The gentleman also said that you had better go out and breathe. "It's been almost a month or two at home, don't be a fool.

This time, Wang Xian nodded. It's really unexpected, Hua Shi thought that she would ignore people as before, but I didn't expect her to nod! Oh, the relationship between the second miss and Sun Gongzi is really good......

Qingshan Building is as crowded as ever, but everyone is talking about it, and it is not very noisy.

Sun Maoran was as interested as ever, and picked a good location by the lake. Wang Xian stared at the wild ducks on the lake, and his eyes were sour from the cold wind.

"Why don't you eat, it's not to your taste?" Sun Maoran asked cautiously, for fear that Wang Xian would jump off from here if he made a loud noise......

Hearing this, Wang Xian ate a piece of dim sum weakly, and then took a sip of flower tea with Sun Maoran's aunt laughing.

At this moment, two men came to the next seat, and after asking for something to eat and a pot of wine, they began to chat.

Wang Xian inadvertently glanced at the bloodstained soul whip pinned to the waists of the two of them, and frowned.

Sun Maoran looked at her gaze, and then said softly: "It's an old-timer." ”

Wang Xian retracted her gaze and continued to drink tea, but the topic of conversation between the two men caught her attention.

"The Thousand Miles Demon Peak has been terrible lately, so don't let your nephew go to this troubled water. ”

"Is that old goblin candle again?"

"Isn't it...... Out of nowhere, a young and ignorant goblin appeared, and was targeted by Candle You. The two had a fight half a month ago, and Candle You's arm was almost unloaded. ”

"Yo, it's good, when the two of them are almost done, we can just take advantage of the fisherman!"

"Are you really thinking that those rice buckets are under the candle swim?"

"Huh...... According to you, Candle Tour is no match for that man?"

"How could it be. Although Candle You's arm was almost unloaded, the man was no better. It seems that he lost half his life! Speaking of candle tours, the head of Xiuyun Mountain and the Wu clan have been secretly in contact recently, maybe something will end up with this candle tour. ”

"Oh, who is that goblin, why are you still fighting with Candle You, you are really not afraid of death?"

"Isn't that the one who made a mess of the demon clan before, what's the one from Xidong!"

Hearing this, Wang Xian spilled the tea with trembling hands and splashed it on himself.