My Mother Bibi Dong of Douluo

This is a small two-story building with no people.

Qian Mengyi walked in with Zhu Zhuqing without any fear.

Look at the simple furnishings inside.

He didn't say a word, it was straight to the second floor.

Zhu Zhuqing followed silently.

An oil lamp was lit in the darkness.

In the light of the fire.

Zhu Zhuqing, who was as pale as paper, exclaimed, "Why are you!"

The things in front of her, although they only met once, the impression was not yet deep.

Saint Child of Wuhun Hall...

Unexpectedly, the person who saved her today was the imperfect person who humiliated them yesterday.

It's really a bit of a mockery.

Qian Mengyi looked at each other, without the slightest wave on his face: "Well, what happened to me."

Zhu Zhuqing: "..."

Looks like nothing.

Qian Mengyi was not enough, and beckoned to Zhu Zhuqing who was standing at the door: "Come here..."

Zhu Zhuqing's face was pale as paper, and the blood on the corners of her mouth was so bright red.

She limped up.

Qian Mengyi held the oil lamp, eyes squinted, and looked at the other party: "Take off your clothes."

Zhu Zhuqing suddenly raised her head, staring at each other.

"Well, if you want to die, you don't need to take it off. According to the amount of blood you bleed now, you will die soon." Qianmengyi's flat voice rang.

Then he ignored it, silently turned his hands on the table on the side of the oil lamp, and two exquisite jade bottles appeared on the table.

Zhu Zhuqing also understood why Qian Mengyi would say such a thing. Now that he is seriously injured, his exhausted soul power can't even stop the bleeding. If he drags on for a while, maybe he will really hand over his life here today.

But she took off her clothes and presented her body in front of a man, which made her unacceptable.

If this is the price of living, she would rather die.

She pursed her mouth and said nothing.

Qian Mengyi didn't make a sound either, just sat on the bed in the room, which was actually a bedroom.

In this way, breaking into someone's home without the owner's consent did not make him feel any other way.

Suddenly Zhu Zhuqing whispered: "If I want to take the medicine, I can come by myself."

Qianmeng raised her brows: "Why do you come by yourself? Can you feel the wound on your back?"

Although Zhu Zhuqing couldn't do it, he nodded firmly.

Qian Mengyi frowned and stood up suddenly: "Huh! Actually, I hate people who lie to me the most." Slowly approached.

Although, it seems that I am a bit nosy, but I don't know that I am inexplicably angry when I see the other person who is obviously not doing it.She must be corrected forcibly.

Suddenly, Zhu Zhuqing felt that the situation was not good, his steps moved back, and his voice trembled: "What are you going to do?"

Qianmengyi smiled and said, "Save your life!"

Zhu Zhuqing flinched, like Little Red Riding Hood being forced to a corner by the big bad wolf.

"S~"

The sound of air-conditioning.

Zhu Zhuqing's bloody back hit the wall, and the slight touch gave her a strong pain.

She looked at the blond man with a pity and holy smile on his face slowly approaching with some fear.

Holding a jade porcelain bottle in his hand, shaking it slightly, it seemed to contain something.

"I can really come by myself!" Zhu Zhuqing shouted, but it was too late.

One hand has grabbed her by the collar.

"Tear!"

The blood-stained cloth was scattered all over the ground.

"Ah! Ah!...what are you doing!"

Zhu Zhuqing exclaimed.

"Turn your back to me." Qianmengyi opened the bottle cap.

Then Zhu Zhuqing was violently turned over.

Turning his back to that unknown fear.

The blank brain has made her not clear what will happen next, what will happen to her?

Struggling, but being ruthlessly suppressed.

His hands, like iron tongs, were firmly bound, his shoulder blades were pressed by great force, and his whole body was pressed against the wall.

His face was against the cold wall.

Can only stare at the other side in horror.

Frightened, the feeling of being restrained and immovable made him a little desperate.

"Don't mess with me, I'll be fine soon." The fierce and severe voice behind her made her body tremble slightly.

Then, she felt a scorching pain coming from behind, and the burning sensation made her struggle wildly with pain.

At the same time, there was a stern cry: "Ah! Ah! Ah~"

However, it was still bound, firmly shackles, without the slightest shaking.

A fierce voice sounded again from behind: "Be patient, this works well, but it's a bit painful. It will be fine in a while."

Zhu Zhuqing still cried and thumped...

But gradually,

Gradually, her movement became smaller and smaller.

It seems that he has accepted his fate.

Don't call or make trouble.

Let the other party do it behind your back...

Just staring at the dark corner with hollow eyes.

His face was numb and stiff.

A teardrop at the corner of his eye.

Sliding down slowly.

Time passed slowly.

Qian Mengyi released the hand that had originally locked the opponent.

Zhu Zhuqing did not move.

The back is cleaned.

"Turn around." Qian Mengyi.

Zhu Zhuqing: "..."

She was motionless like a doll, but Qian Mengyi turned her body around again.

Then, apply medicine.

In the light of oil lamps.

Gray eyes, drops of tears slowly fell...

at last.

Qian Mengyi turned around and looked at Zhu Zhuqing twice for the sake of Dingding: "Basically, the big wounds are cleaned up, and then they are slowly healed. There are other small wounds. Okay. I'll give you the medicine. By the way, if you feel that recovery is slow, you can find a powerful healing spirit master and heal you several times. Okay, you can go."

As he said, he stuffed the bottle in his hand into Zhu Zhuqing's hand.

Then he lay on his back directly on the bed.

Pulling over the quilt on the bed is ready to sleep.

He really wants to sleep.

However, Zhu Zhuqing just stood there without any movement.

after awhile.

Qian Mengyi felt that there was another person in the room suddenly raising his head, with a bewildered light in his eyes: "Why are you still here? Didn't I tell you to go back? Your life is basically stable and you can go back."

Zhu Zhuqing did not say.

That's how they looked straight at each other.

Then Qian Mengyi rubbed his head and thought for a while.

"Oh, it turned out to be like this. Then you wear it first. There will be no one at night anyway, and no one will notice when you go back like this."

Qianmeng changed hands with a wave.

A gorgeous noble robe flew into Zhu Zhuqing's arms again.

Qian Mengyi fell again.

Soon there was a loud snoring sound.

Zhu Zhuqing stood there for a long time.

Then he put on his clothes silently.

Go downstairs slowly.

Out of this two-story building, he slowly disappeared into the still dark and silent street.