Chapter 11 The turtle takes a blood

He looked down and found that he was hugged by Bai Xiaoxin's waist, and Bai Xiaoxin hugged his arm, which was covered with blood marks that had been scraped out.

"Are you still alive?" As soon as Xiaoxi opened her mouth, blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and because she fell to the ground, the blood flowed down the corner of her mouth to her ear.

"Not dead yet. Bai Xiaoxin said, "Can you still stand up?"

"Nonsense. Xiao Xi hurriedly licked the blood from his mouth, propped one hand in the snow, and got up tremblingly.

He turned his head with great effort, and his glance crashed into Bai Xiaoxin's slightly tired eyes.

Bai Xiaoxin's back was close to the root of the temple wall, and when he saw Xiao Xi reaching out to him, he raised his hand and grabbed his hand, and at the same time supported the snow with one hand, and got up with his strength.

"It's been so long since Erqian ran out...... the two of them supported each other, and staggered a few steps, Bai Xiaoxin squinted his eyes and stretched out his hand to block the sudden violent wind.

"It should be running out—" Xiao Xi knew what he meant, and looked at the girl who was lying on the ground and was struggling to get up, the corners of her mouth still bloodstained slowly hooked.

As the two walked slowly past the girl—

"Xiaoxi, Xiaoxin—" A familiar voice came, causing Bai Xiaoxin and Xiaoxi to stop and freeze in place.

Bai Xiaoxin was still expressionless, and the smile on Xiaoxi's face froze on his face.

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"This ...... Madam," Daqian looked at Yang Miaomiao, grabbed his hair, and hesitated, "I think you're not quite right. ”

"Oh?" Yang Miao looked at the somewhat honest child in front of her, frowning slightly.

Is he Bai Xiaoxin?

"If there is gold on the ground, it must be picked up. Daqian inexplicably felt a pressure, and for some reason he didn't like her in his heart, he lowered his eyes, "If you don't pick it up, it is likely that someone will pick it up." ”

"Oh," Yang Miaomiao noticed Daqian's mood change and took a look at him, "Really?"

"Yes," Daqian grabbed his hair, thinking that Erqian should be fine, "otherwise he probably won't survive." ”

Live, or is it the icing on the cake?

Yang Miao's warm eyes lost her mind for a moment, but she reacted quickly and restrained her emotions.

"If a man picks up gold, his gold is sufficient...... Or is he having enough gold?" Yang Miao asked with a smile.

No need for gold.

"Then find a place to hide. Daqian didn't want to think about it.

"Is that door gone?"

"Why not?"

"What do you do if you pick up gold?"

"What...... Pick up the gold, of course, and push it away, and see if there's any gold. When Daqian said this, he suddenly felt that the beautiful and beautifully dressed woman in front of him had something wrong with her brain, otherwise, how could she ask such a foolish question?

"How can you have both fish and bear's paws?" Yang Miaomiao was in a trance.

Su Ling felt that the beggar's answer was not only perfunctory to the extreme, but also very ridiculous...... But Su Ling looked at Yang Miaomiao's expression at the moment, and felt that although Yang Miaomiao at this moment still looked gentle and lovely on weekdays, he ......

What is wrong?" thought to Su Ling.

"......" Daqian looked at Yang Miaomiao with a look that looked at you eighty percent sick, didn't you talk about picking up gold? Why did you get involved in the fish and the bear's paw again?

Fish? Are you going to shave the ice pit to find fish in the winter? Bear paws and something to ask him? He has only heard of it, but he has never seen it! This woman is the same as the old man, and she says things he doesn't understand, Daqian thought.

When Daqian, who was hiding behind the angry Vajra Buddha statue, found that the woman and a little girl who had been talking to themselves for a long time in the temple were watching him, he was very flustered.

Before doing this kind of thing, Xiao Xin said that if someone found out, or someone found out, the lightest would be beaten and broken, and the worst end would be beaten to death.

It was true that he was for his brother, but he didn't expect the nightmare to come so soon.

He gritted his teeth and squatted down, holding his head in his hands, and stared at the woman deadly, waiting for her to make a move.

"Come down," the woman whispered, watching his movements, "I won't hit you." ”

Daqian thought about it at the time, she always squatted here, although she couldn't get in, but she always had to go out, even if she was deceived and beaten, maybe Xiaoxi and Xiaoxin would be safer.

Two thousand are naturally safer to follow them.

So he climbed to the offering table with his hands and feet, and then jumped to the ground, and made eye contact with the stupid woman.

But he didn't expect that this woman was looking for him just to ask these unobtrusive questions?

"You are not Bai Xiaoxin. Yang Miaomiao looked at Daqian's disdainful eyes and said suddenly.

This child, although his body shape is similar to Bai Xiaoxin's, his spirit is very different from Bai Xiaoxin's child.

What about Bai Xiaoxin?

By the way, the right one, the tower furnace, and the footprints......

Yang Miaomiao's mind flashed one after another, and finally froze on the tower furnace.

She pursed her lips and looked at Daqian's stunned appearance, and turned around suddenly.

The cloak spun around suddenly, raised, undulating and stretching repeatedly, mercilessly sweeping away the temperature that had stayed in place.

Su Ling watched his wife walk out of the temple quickly, and was stunned.

"He's not Bai Xiaoxin...... Who else could it be?" Su Ling frowned, looked at Daqian suspiciously, didn't think too much, and turned around and quickly followed Yang Miaomiao.

"Oops...... It turned out that they were here to find Xiaoxin...... Did they know that Xiao Xin had the idea?"

Seeing this, Daqian stood in place and thought for a while, and then went out of the temple gate.

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When Yang Miaomiao stepped out of the threshold of the temple, he stopped.

"Let us go. ”

In his sight, a blood-stained sword was lying across Qing Ling's neck, and the sword was held in the hands of a child who was a little short compared to the person next to the coachman.

On the child's arms, the rags that could no longer be called clothes could no longer hide his thin arms, and the blood stains were intertwined.

The sword was familiar, it was the sword of the guard.

The guards, on the other hand, fell in the snow without the slightest reaction.

There was also a child clapping his hands and jumping, standing beside Bai Xiaoxin.

The horse had separated from the cart, and the horse did not know where it had gone, and the coachman was trembling and crouching beside the fallen carriage, and was pointed to the head by a child with a sharp stone that he did not know where it had hit. But at this moment, the coachman was not very afraid, but was looking at the beggar holding Qingling hostage with disbelief.

Are these two things the devil?

He has been Yang Miaomiao's coachman for so long, and it is the first time he has seen this kind of thing.

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