Seeing Que Ling deliberately teasing herself, An Ruoqing turned blush on her cheeks, deliberately accompanied by a grimace and said, "Auntie Magpie, you are happy with me again."
As soon as An Ruoqing finished speaking, the three people laughed together in a tacit way.
Three women in a drama, they said nothing, they soon became a piece and made friends.
The laughter inside the house formed a strong contrast with the violent storm outside the house.
Love, love, love is probably ignorant in An Ruoqing's heart, and she needs to experience it in person if she wants to figure it out.
Time passed quickly. Gradually, the wind and rain decreased. After the rain, the air outside the house was very fresh.
"Hey, one autumn rain and another cold!"
An Ruoqing looked at the leaves on the tree from green to yellow. Said in a general sense.
Just when three people are talking and laughing.
Suddenly a group of people appeared not far away. These people looked ordinary, with tools for farming in their hands. One of them shouted: "Look, where is she, hurry, this Can't let her run away once..."
When Mo Linghua saw this group of people, she swallowed, panicked, and backed away.
"Demon Flower Do you know them?"
Seeing her panicked, An Ruoqing probably guessed it.
The demon nodded, the panic was not really scared, she couldn't believe that the one she loved would treat her like this.
"You don't have to be afraid, I will deal with it!"
An Ruoqing saw through the thoughts of the flower demon, and said to the group of people who were about to come by: "Everyone, please stay for a while, and then go to An Ruoqing..."
Before An Ruoqing could finish speaking, the group roared: "Hand over the flower demon... hand over."
Regarding An Ruoqing's words, this group of people ignored them, only concerned about whether to hand over the flower demon.
"Everyone, don't worry, although the flower demon is a demon, it is kind in nature and harmless. Everyone present has been harmed by her."
Seeing everyone shaking their heads, An Ruoqing went on to say, "That's right! It seems that her heart is not bad, but it's a weak woman, so don't embarrass her."
With this heartfelt remark, An Ruoqing thought it could be exchanged for everyone's sympathy, but when she had ever wanted to hear this, everyone became more excited.
It seems that An Ruoqing's words didn't do much good. Instead, this large group of people raised their weapons one by one to demonstrate: "Hand over the flower demon, hand over the flower demon."
At that scene, An Ruoqing didn't know how to speak for a while.
Just when An Ruoqing was embarrassed, a sturdy young man walked out of the crowd, holding a wooden root in his hand.
He seems to be a person who can speak, and he seems to be the default representative of this group.
"stop!"
He suddenly stood at the forefront, facing An Ruoqing, and then shouted to the group of people behind him.
"Girl, since you know that she is a demon, why do you still speak for her? She is the calamity of our good luck village. After she came to arrogance, several strong men died in our village. No matter what , We all have to catch her and go back to the fire refining to eliminate future troubles."
After hearing this, the group of people behind him began to raise the farming tools in their hands for a second demonstration.
"Divide the future troubles... Eliminate the future troubles..."
Seeing everyone's mood swings, An Ruoqing asked in order to temporarily reassure everyone: "The little girl dares to ask, is it because the big guy made a mistake? Will there be other monsters."
An Ruoqing turned her head many times while she was speaking, and she saw the innocence in the eyes of Demon Flower, so she decided to probe the words of this group of people again.
Just about to speak, he heard a voice from a distance.
Looking for the reputation, the voice was panting, intermittent, and seemed to be looking for it all the way on time.
After the storm, the dirt road was difficult to walk. The young man who rushed over was covered with mud all over his body, even his cheeks and eyebrows.
An Ruoqing couldn't help but look at him in a hurry.
This made the young man glance at his clothes subconsciously, and he felt why An Ruoqing was laughing at him.
Unable to take care of so much, he shook the mud on his body, his eyes were panicked, and he said in a panic: "It's not good... It's not good... There is something big in the village, Qin Shusheng is dead, and he found it in his courtyard this morning. The village chief asked me to call you back."
The guy gasped for a while after speaking.
When Mo Linghua heard that it was Qin Shusheng, she suddenly had a dull expression, shivered, and a cold sweat broke out. She said to herself: "This is impossible, this is impossible, this is not true... Not true... He He won’t die, he will definitely not die, I’m going to save him, I’m going to save him."
Devil Flower was obviously frightened by the sudden thunderbolt. She trembled her legs and ran to the group of people.
This time An Ruoqing and Que Ling were regarded as devil flower's accomplices and were taken back to the village together.
As soon as she entered the village, An Ruoqing was enveloped in a thick demon atmosphere, and she saw many people on the street surrounded by a wisp of black smoke above their heads.
An Ruoqing deliberately slowed down, trying to see exactly what the black smoke was.
"Let's go! What are you doing in a daze! See what you see, and you will look good in a while." The brawny man who asked An Ruoqing to go to the flower monster, saw An Ruoqing suddenly stopped, and poke An Ruoqing with a stick Just ask her to go quickly.
Seeing that there was no basis, An Ruoqing did not dare to stun the snake, pretending that nothing happened, and quietly followed them.
"In the past..."
An Ruoqing and the others were brought to the front of the village chief. This was a small practice field in the village. The flower demon was tied to a pillar in the center, waiting for her to be a raging fire.
I saw Qin Shusheng’s corpse still on the ground. An Ruoqing also saw the mysterious black smoke above Qin Shusheng’s corpse. She also noticed that Qin Shusheng’s color was purple, as if he died of poisoning. .
"Master, please here."
Standing next to the village chief was the mage they had invited to deal with the flower demon. His whole body was covered with spells, but especially his face was hidden.
As soon as Mo Linghua saw Qin Shusheng, tears dripped down, desperately rushing up, and as soon as she got down, she was pulled up again, tied to a wooden stake on one side, and let her struggle. I didn't care about it.
At this time, the mage and village chief who had been invited to come over whispered.
Seeing the village chief hesitated for a moment, she ordered the two men to also press An Ruoqing on the execution ground. An Ruoqing felt more and more interesting about this matter. Facing their unreasonableness, An Ruoqing did not resist.
She said silently in her heart, hum! See what tricks you are going to play, this girl will stay with her to the end.
"Huh? Huh? What are you doing! Let go of An'er, I'll go with you..."
Seeing Que Ling's strong resistance, An Ruoqing winked at her, and Que Ling quickly understood that An Ruoqing must have a way to get out.