"What?"
"What?"
The duet started. Qiu Wanluo rubbed his sore arms and rolled up his sleeves. When he saw the large bruises and teeth marks, his heart was bleeding.
Before leaving, he made a divination once, saying that there would be a bloody disaster. He thought that there would be a melee in the God Realm, but he didn't know that the bloody disaster came from Mo Bai's mouth, which was also a mistake.
"No need to be surprised, I won't tell lies." Qiu Wanluo dug some ointment, applied it on the injured area, and said: "When we entered the God Realm, as Yue Zhu expected, we almost became a turtle in a urn. 'Tortle', lost to Yue Zhu and was plotted against him, so Shaojiu exchanged his life for his life to solve the predicament. But... Xiao Ning... it's all a bad fate!"
After hearing this, the two of them sighed.
Ji Meng picked up the sleeping Ning Ning, worriedly looking at her face, and said uncertainly: "What about that, my dear baby woke up and started clamoring to take Shaojiu back, how do you want to deal with it? Mr. Can’t I knock you out every time I wake up? If that’s the case, my dear baby would dare to fight you to the death, believe it or not?”
"Believe it, I believe it." Qiu Wanluo couldn't imagine that beautiful picture. She shook her head wildly and tried to throw the picture out of her mind. She said with some sadness: "There is no way! Extraordinary times require extraordinary measures. The big deal is, in the future, let Xiao Ning, please call back."
Outside the inn, there was a sudden noise.
Qiu Wanluo turned sideways and opened a gap and looked outside through the window. The exhausted Shenbing was going from house to house...checking the rooms one by one. His heart suddenly skipped a beat. He closed the window lightly and said with a worried look: "Chasing The soldiers are chasing you, hide Xiao Ning first, and then you two can show off your tactics?"
"The two of us?" Mo Bai pointed at his nose and screamed strangely. His beautiful eyes widened. He tugged on Ji Meng's long sleeve and groaned: "I...how could I do that? Ji Meng, what should I do? Huh? What are we going to do?"
"Come here." Ji Meng hid Ning Ning in the bed, called Mo Bai to get on the bed, pulled the quilt to cover him, and put down the thin gauze curtain. She glanced at Qiu Wanluo, who was in the way, and said politely: "Stand still. What are you doing? Go up to the rafters!"
"It's done." Qiu Wanluo jumped onto the beam, looking at the closed door ready to go.
There was a knock on the door. Ji Meng loosened his bun and twisted his waist to open the door. The searching magic soldiers showed no mercy and roughly pushed Ji Meng away and walked straight towards the bed. Pointing at the bed with the gauze curtain put down, he shouted: "Who? Come out."
A pair of soft, boneless hands stretched out, and the slightly open gap revealed a delicate face of inky white. He frowned slightly, coughed repeatedly, and said: "I am weak and cannot see the wind. It is my fault that I bumped into you, sir... "
"Are you alone in the bed?"
Mo Bai's face darkened slightly, and he held the sword tightly with the hand hidden behind his back, and said with familiarity: "Of course it is, my body is pure and innocent, how can I suffer such humiliation?"
"you……"
"Why are you bothering?" The big and powerful Shenbing walked in, put a palm-like hand on the back of his head, and said nonchalantly: "It's just a show, scare the boss lady's customers, how many heads do you have enough for her?" Kicked?"
"Okay, got it."
With a bang, the door was carefully closed.
Ji Meng's hand hanging in the air lowered silently, "Tsk, there is no use for her!" Damn it, when did the search become so clumsy? The emotions she had brewed up were wasted, so couldn't the acting be longer?
Falling off the rafters in the autumn evening.
Mo Bai jumped up from the bed.
Several people gathered around the window and watched the crowd of magic soldiers leave. After a few moments, there was no one left on the congested road. The dilapidated lanterns were blown by the wind, like an abandoned city.
Mo Bai: "No, they are investigating this. Do the gods know?"
Qiu Wanluo: "It can be considered a great blessing among misfortunes. Without further searches, Xiao Ning is not in danger of being exposed."
Ji Meng: "That's what I said. It's just a waste of my emotions and my prepared plans. There's no stage for them to be displayed. Otherwise... ah!"
Ning Ning, who could not wake up for the time being, stood behind a few people with a dark face. When she saw Ji Meng had discovered her, she raised her lips in a strange way and snorted: "Not bad, you also know how to kill first and then show off... You are very happy to join forces to deal with me." ?Want to make you happier?"
"don't want."
"don't want."
"don't want."
The three heads shook like rattles.
Ning Ning smiled evilly and waved to Qiu Wanluo, "Master, my trust in you was wasted! Is this how you repay me?"
Qiu Wanluo: "Xiao Ning, I'm wronged! I wasn't afraid that you would get emotional and do something drastic, so that's why I made this move. I know that Shaojiu doesn't care about you in the ordinary sense, so don't I’m afraid, so I always stand where I am.”
"Master, when I was asleep, I vaguely heard you say something. When I hid, you asked me to fight back. Does this count?"
"Naturally do the numbers."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Ning held a giant wooden palm and smashed it fiercely at Qiu Wanluo, and said sullenly: "Master, you won't break your promise, will you?"
After hearing this, Qiu Wan gave up the idea of escape, closed his eyes, and waited for Ning Ning's counterattack. After waiting for a long time, the expected pain did not come. He opened his eyes and saw Ning Ning's bulging face. Although he was angry, he did not have the attitude of killing him. He whispered: "Xiao Ning, don't be angry. Master knows that he was wrong."
Ning Ning put down the giant palm in her hand, sat at the round table, poured a cup of fragrant tea to quench thirst, and began to sip the tea, "Master, Shaojiu is not dead. Although he was crushed into powder, the life-saving magic weapon given to me by the rat demon It’s real and effective, I can feel his breath, very weak yet very strong.”
"Xiao Ning, it's not that I don't believe you as a teacher. Seeing is believing and hearing is believing. As a teacher..."
"Master, needless to say, you have to go to the demon world. Sunflower seeds can grow in the divine world using fairy soil, but in the human world, you can't survive without getting the demon world's breath soil. Either go to the demon world, or endure it. Yue Zhu’s oppression, choose one of the two, choose!”
Qiu Wanluo: "Let's go to the demon world."
Ning Ning raised her victorious scissor hands, put them on the shoulders of Mo Bai and Ji Meng, put their heads together and whispered, "Want to go?"
"think."
"think."
"Go, you can." Ning Ning picked off their heads, pointed at Wu Jian and Mu Zhe who looked resentful outside the window, and said with a smile: "Take care of them first."
"become."
"become."
Mo Bai twisted Mu Zhe's ears and walked to the left.
Ji Meng glanced sideways at Wuhuang, turned around and walked to the right, Wuhuang hurriedly followed.
Ning Ning felt at ease, sipping tea, and said calmly: "Master, when it comes to going to the demon world, it's better not to disturb the second senior brother. His temper is not unknown. It's better to do less than to do more."
Qiu Wanluo nodded in agreement: "Heroes see the same thing, and I also think..."
"Master, is there anything I can't know?" Hua Weilan's voice suddenly appeared. Qiu Wanluo was so scared that she bit her tongue, her face wrinkled up in pain, she covered her mouth, and she stared at Hua Weilan sadly.
This kid is so silent and angry, who are you trying to scare to death?
