"Chen'er, come, come to my mother. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info When Daddy comes, I must let Daddy take a good look and see if our dust is a little older than last time. ”

Mo Youchen looked at the woman in white who was squatting in front of him with one leg, she was calling her name with her arms outstretched, and she was very happy, so she opened her arms and prepared to throw herself into the arms of the woman she had been thinking about day and night and hugged her tightly.

Mo Youchen wanted to see what the woman in front of him looked like, but unfortunately her face seemed to be blocked by an invisible veil, even if she opened her eyes wide, she couldn't see clearly.

If you can't see clearly, you can't see clearly, and it's good to be able to hug her.

So Mo Youchen stepped away and wanted to jump into the woman's arms, but he forgot that he had just started to toddle, and it was good to be able to walk three or five steps by himself without wrestling. This time he took a big step and staggered to the ground.

When the woman saw him like this, she laughed out loud, scolded the little fool softly, and bent down to pick him up.

An earth-shattering sound of "boom" suddenly came, and the woman and Mo Youchen, who fell to the ground, were startled.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, this look, Mo Youchen saw a hideous black snake with a body as thick as a high wall, the size of a hut at its head, and a pair of sharp horns, falling from the sky like a meteor and falling to the ground, and the snake's head fell only twenty steps away from himself and the woman. The originally smooth stone brick floor was smashed by this huge black snake like a small dragon, and most of it suddenly collapsed.

At this time, the giant snake opened its mouth full of giant teeth and spat letters, and its body was full of dark red blood twisting and turning, as if it was seriously injured, and it looked very painful.

All this happened too suddenly, the woman in white was slightly pale, and she looked frightened, ready to pick up Mo Youchen, who was lying on the ground and looked stupid.

Before the woman could pick him up, a man in a green robe staggered down beside the black snake. The man's face was blue at this time, his clothes were tattered in a few places, and he was holding a long sword with a slight blue light in one hand, and there were dark red blood stains on the sword body that had not dried.

The woman looked at the man's face and seemed to be seriously injured, her apricot lips opened slightly, and just wanted to ask the man something, the man waved his hand to interrupt him, and squatted down to pick up Mo Youchen, who was still lying on the ground with his head up, and asked the woman, "Are you okay with Chen'er?"

As soon as Mo Youchen saw this man come down, thoughts suddenly surged in his mind, wasn't this another person he had been thinking about day and night?

Seeing that he also wanted to pick himself up, Mo Youchen suddenly woke up from his fear of the giant snake. He hurriedly looked up, also to see what the man really looked like.

Although the man's face was blue and the corners of his eyes were dark, it could still be seen that he was a very handsome and mighty person. Think about it, although the woman's face is not clear, but a gentle face can be seen in the haze, and only such a man can be worthy of her.

Mo Youchen couldn't help but grin twice when he thought about it.

Just as he wanted to take a closer look at the man's face, the man's originally smiling face suddenly distorted, and a hideous and abnormal snake head appeared on the man's neck. Mo Youchen was already stunned by this scene.

Isn't that the head of the serpent behind it? It's just a lot smaller. As soon as Mo Youchen thought of this, the snake's mouth full of fangs was opened, and a letter pierced his forehead like lightning, and he fainted.

Mo Youchen sat up suddenly, but what greeted his eyes was the bed illuminated by the pale moonlight. The head of the snake that had bitten him was gone.

Only then did he come to his senses, and it turned out to be this dream again.

Mo Youchen let out a long breath, touched his forehead, and his close-fitting pajamas were already soaked with sweat. Just as he was about to get up and change his clothes, a sudden pain hit him for no reason, as if the blood in his whole body was boiling

At this time, he curled up on the bed, struggling to raise one sleeve repeatedly, and sure enough, the green tendons on his arm burst out, like an earthworm wriggling on his arm.

The pain began to spread throughout the body with a strong burning sensation. Mo Youchen was no longer able to move, so he could only lie on the bed and let the pain rage.

The door creaked open, and an old man who looked like he was fifty years old, dressed in a simple coat, hurried in. looked at Mo Youchen, who was on the bed, and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, his face changed suddenly, and he exclaimed: "It's bad, the little master's illness has flareed up again." ”

After speaking, he didn't care about Mo Youchen on the bed, and hurriedly ran out again.

Mo Youchen knew that the old man was going to ask someone to boil the medicine that he hadn't taken for more than half a year, and the doctor would come over later.

I don't know how long it has been, Mo Youchen has never felt that this pain will go through for so long, it is like being tortured back and forth from the oil pot in the eighteenth layer of hell for an unknown number of times. Until the bed was already soaked in sweat, the old man did not come back.

Mo Youchen was full of questions at this time, even though he wanted to go out to find out, but the pain in his whole body was still unbearable, so he had to give up.

About an hour later, it was the height of summer, and the sky outside the window had turned hazy and gray, and I was afraid that it had passed the ugly time. The pain in Mo Youchen's body finally slowly subsided.

He stretched out his arms, and the bulging muscles had calmed down, revealing two muscular arms that were not supposed to be seen by ordinary 6-year-olds.

was already able to barely move, Mo Youchen didn't bother to change out of his wet clothes, got up and staggered to go out to see what was going on.

Before he could get out of bed, a figure in the shape of a man entered the door.

Mo Youchen thought that the old man was back, and his heart was relieved, and he was ready to call him. When I looked up, I found that the figure in the moonlight in front of the door was not the appearance of the old man. He subconsciously kept his mouth shut, and Matsushita's heart suddenly rose again.

The figure walked through the light curtain spilled by the door through the moon and walked in front of Mo Youchen.

Mo Youchen looked at the person he didn't know in front of him, and it was dimly obvious that his eyes were blue and black, and even the whites of his eyes were gray, as if he hadn't slept for a month.

Mo Youchen's heart jumped, he was very familiar with this situation, he didn't need to look at it to know that his eyes were the same as his, but they were not as deep into the flesh and blood as his.

A cool air came from behind, Mo Youchen felt that the air in the early morning was a little cold at this time, coupled with the soaked clothes on his body, his head shook involuntarily, and a cold shiver came out.

The figure grinned, didn't seem to mean to do anything, only glanced at Mo Youchen twice, and turned to leave.

Mo Youchen was even more confused by the second monk at this time, and it was estimated that the man he didn't know had walked away, so he hurriedly ran out of the door. But the scene that caught his eye made Mo Youchen feel even more that all this was also a dream of Nanke.

I saw the old man's body lying on the ground with his back against the flower bed in the middle of the courtyard, and he was simply wearing the coat he wore when he entered Mo Youchen's room. His eyes widened as if he had seen something terrible, and there was a large hole in the middle of his chest, and half of his clothes were stained red with blood, and he ran down his thighs and down the roadside of the stone road.

Mo Youchen's heart suddenly twisted like a knife, and his tears fell like pearls with broken threads, but he gritted his teeth and didn't let himself cry. He couldn't bear to look at the old man anymore, so he got up and walked towards his father's room.

Although Mo Youchen had the last glimmer of hope in his heart, his father's room was like letting him go to another hell, and the second elder and the old man fell in a pool of blood in the same way.

Mo Youchen's mind suddenly swirled, only to feel that the last thread in his heart had also broken, his eyes were black, and he fell down without knowing anything.