Heavenly Curse

When Maki woke up, the first feeling was cold, then he noticed the surrounding scene, still the streets of the Great War, still surrounded by the night.

Obviously, Mu Yi has not been in a coma for a long time. Otherwise, the Su or Peng families would not have stopped visiting. After all, if the movement disappeared for too long, it would definitely cause suspicion.

“Brother, you're awake.” When he sensed that Maki was awake, the slave beside him immediately came to Maki, and his face was full of worrying gods.

“What time is it now? How long have I been in a coma?” Mayu asked.

“Still in hike, my brother was in a coma for a minute.” The slave twisted his head and thought about it for a while, he said.

Hearing that he had only been unconscious for a minute, Mu Yi was relieved, especially when he saw the slave, and he had hidden in his heart the result of the battle. After all, if the winner was Jia Guangju, he would now be skinned even if he was not dead.

“How is he?” Makita struggled to sit up, and although there was still a tingle in her head, she felt better than just fine, although her body was still a little uncontrolled, soft and weird.

“He was there, like crazy.” Reading the little finger of the slave, Mu Easton looked over at the past.

Jia Guangju did not die at this moment, but the beard sat there, looking at the figure in his arms and muttering to himself.

“Are you all right?” Seeing that Jia Guangwang did not die, Mu Yi was concerned about remembering the slave. It was not that he wished Jia Guangwang would not die, except that he believed that there must be a reason for remembering the slave, since he had left the other person's life behind.

Though Mu Yi usually thinks of her as a child, he knows that at critical moments, she is not worse off than an adult and even has her own will to be independent, so Mu easily won't force her.

“It's all right." said the slave, shaking his head first, then whispering: "Brother, I think he was pathetic in the end and didn't kill him, but don't worry, he no longer has the strength to hurt his brother. ”

After all, in her opinion, Mu Yi was unconscious because of Jia Guangwang stick, and she should have killed Jia Guangwang stick, but somehow, when she watched Jia Guangwang stick ignore her attack, she just stared vigorously at Song Qing, she was a little soft.

After all, reading the slave is essentially a child. After seeing Jia Guangwang so pathetic, she did not attack again. She was just guarding Muyi. As long as Jia Guangwang did not harm Muyi, she would not kill him.

It turns out that Jia Guangwang's heart at this moment is not at all on Mu Yi's body. He just stares at Song Qing in his arms with dementia, but he doesn't know why, the feeling that the slave feels a little painful in his heart seems to have been known.

“Rest assured, my brother does not blame the slave, on the contrary, the slave does the right thing.” Maki touched the little head of the slave, then struggled to get up, and some shook up in front of Jia Guangstick.

Half of his attention was attracted by Jia Guangstick and the other half by Song Qing. At this moment, Song Qing has completely changed his appearance. I don't know if it is because of the wound on his face or for some other reason, I just see that he has grown old.

His face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were dead, and there was no slight fluctuation, and he looked like an old man who was drooling.

Jia Guangstick was very gentle. He seemed afraid of hurting Song Qing in his arms. Until Mu Yi arrived, he raised his head slightly and stared at Mu Yi dead.

At this time, as long as Jia Guangwang had a slight movement, she would never give up her hand.

Although she sympathizes with Jia Guangwang, it does not mean that she will let Jia Guangwang harm Muyi.

To be honest, her sympathy was based entirely on the premise that Mayu had nothing to do with it, otherwise she would not have mercy even if Jia Guangju was no longer pathetic.

However, Jia Guangju only looked at Maiyi for a while, and there was no other movement.

“Why?” Mayu asked suddenly.

If Jia Guangwang is so obsessed with Song Qing, why kill him? Is it because he married Peng Gui? And then he's gonna kill Song Kyung? And peel off his skin and stay with him?

Maki had some confusion, so he asked directly.

“I look ugly. ”

Just when Mu Yi thought Jia Guangwang would not answer him, the other party suddenly made a noise, but his answer made Mu Yi more stunned.

“I was ugly and ugly since I was a child, so I was not to be seen until I met my master and he accepted me as a disciple, and I had a brother, a sister. ”

“Sister is the master's daughter, brother was found by the master, and then raised since childhood, I was only eight years old that year, master didn't dislike my ugliness, and brother and sister are the best people in the world to me, every time someone scolds me and bullies me, brother will beat them up. And every time I have something good to eat, my sister leaves it to me. ”

Mu Yi did not make a sound, he stood there quietly listening to Jia Guangwang, he believed that with Jia Guangwang's story, everything would be revealed, and that was what he most wanted to know.

“Although I look ugly, but my qualifications are much better than those of my brother and sister. Soon, I slowly surpassed my sister, and finally, I surpassed my brother. I was placed high hopes by my master, and even became the legend of the garment. Our pulse, called the paper cutting door, takes paper cutting as the way. ”

“When I was 18 years old, I reached the first difficult third step. Not only was my master happy, but even my brother and my sister were happy for me. It was only on this day that I heard the conversation between my master and my sister. ”

Jia Guangju said that he had paused here for a moment, and his face showed a struggling and even painful expression.

Mu Yi did not rush, but waited quietly. She did not know when she would fall back on Mu Yi's back, put her little head on Mu Yi's shoulder, and she was stunned.

“It turns out that the master intended to give me the promise of the master, when I heard the news, I was ecstatic, but I didn't think that she was against it, because she already had someone in her heart, that is, the elder brother. ”

Jia Guangstick looked up and looked away, wondering what kind of mood the conversation at this moment aroused him.

But Mu Yi could somehow experience the feeling that he felt at the time, a person who had been ridiculed and looked ugly since childhood, suddenly received care, received warmth, will definitely be especially cherished. Mu Yi believed that Jia Guangstick must have been sincere at the time, whether to his master or to his brother and sister, from the heart respect.

But he didn't know when his respect for his sister had quietly been translated into love. Of course, it was possible that it was just love. Muyi was not Jia Guangju, so he didn't know, so he had to continue listening.