Is this really the young master who shouted and hugged and said nothing
At this moment, Ouyang Qing leaned close to his ear, and said in a hoarse and deep voice: "I don't mind being the daughter-in-law of the Ling family, and I don't mind that you are better than me, Xiao Sheng. As long as you are on the bed, you can It is enough to prove that I am your man!"
This... bastard! !
Ling Yusheng kicked people away, returned to Muyan and the others, and said aggressively: "Let's go, to Ziyun Realm!!"
Muyan smiled maliciously: "Fifth Senior Brother, don't you want to bid farewell to your brother Qing for a while longer? We don't mind waiting."
"Yes, yes! Xiao Wu, look at our senior brother Ouyang, how much he misses you! It's almost becoming a stone of hope."
"Cough... Isn't our fifth sister-in-law a married woman? How can it be a wife-watching stone? It should be a husband-watching stone."
Ling Yusheng: "..."
Flip the table! ! He can't stay in this sect anymore! !
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On that day, the Xiaoyaomen and others settled down to rest in a small town on the farthest border of the Canglan Realm.
In the middle of the night, Muyan got up, and came to the door of Chu Moli's room without a sound.
The third senior brother's room was very quiet, there was no sound at all.
Muyan still pushed the door open and walked in.
As soon as she entered the door, she smelled a strong, rancid smell of blood.
The smell was exactly the same as what she smelled when the third senior brother fell ill.
"it is as expected!"
Muyan panicked, she flicked her fingers, lit the torch, quickly stepped forward, and lifted Chu Moli's quilt.
I saw the man in the bed curled up into a ball, biting his wrist fiercely with his teeth.
His hair was disheveled, he was dripping with cold sweat, his body was twitching and trembling non-stop, and from time to time there was a low moan of pain, overflowing from his throat.
"Third Senior Brother!" Muyan looked down, trying to grab the wrist he was biting.
However, Chu Moli suddenly raised his head, his eyes were fierce, like an evil Rakshasa returning from hell, "Get lost!"
His appearance is completely different from his usual gentle, refined, modest and delicate appearance.
Timid people would probably faint in fright when they saw his appearance and eyes.
But Muyan's expression didn't change at all.
She moved very lightly and quickly, but irresistibly pulled out the hand that Chu Moli was biting, and took out another piece of spirit wood for him to bite.
At the same time, the Heavenly Demon Qin was taken out and began to play quickly.
Last time, when Chu Moli was ill, Muyan was kicked out.
Afterwards, she kept using the sound of the piano to ease the pain of the third senior brother, and she didn't take a close look at his appearance when he was ill.
At this time, the sound of the piano sounded, and the third senior brother was right in front of him, but Muyan was shocked by the scene in front of him.
I saw, with the sound of the piano, a small black bag bulged on the thin legs of the third senior brother.
The little bag was like a living thing, crazily colliding with the third senior brother's meridians.
However, when it rushed to the waist and abdomen, it seemed to be blocked by some force, and it was bounced back again, swimming between the lower limbs again.
Muyan has a premonition.
If the barrier between the waist and abdomen disappears, and the small black bag rushes to the third senior brother's heart or brain, the third senior brother may not only be lame, but will die.
The speed at which she played the Tianmoqin in her hands was getting faster and faster.
At the same time, the other hand transformed into Qijue Sword, cutting through the meridians on Chu Moli's feet.
Black-red blood, mixed with a stench that could make people faint, permeated the air.
Muyan's movements of playing the piano became faster and faster, and her face became paler and paler.