After a while, Hua Guzhu and his daughter came in carrying lanterns.

Mo Jingchen was still deeply asleep.

The warm light of the candlelight shines on that impeccably perfect cheek, which looks gentle and tranquil, as if the years have passed quietly.

The Master of Flower Valley checked him and took his pulse:

"He's fine, he just fell asleep."

Hua Ying'er looked surprised,

"How can someone sleep like they're dead?"

The Master of Flower Valley looked like he had seen through everything and said firmly,

"He smells of herbs. He must be weak and has been nourished by medicines all year round. He has been pickled to taste.

The medicinal gas has invaded his lungs. Such people have a short life and are not easy to wake up from sleep. This is normal. "

Hua Ying'er looked sad,

"Huh? Is he a short-lived ghost? That's a pity.

Dad, can you think of a way to extend his life? "

The owner of Hua Gu looked disdainful.

"An outsider is not worthy of me wasting my efforts to extend his life.

It's just a borrowed seed from him, and he doesn't need to live that long.

It can live for three to five years and give birth to three or five babies, which is enough. "

The flower shadow is frowning,

"That's the truth, but since he didn't react at all, can it still be used?"

The Master of Flower Valley snorted coldly,

“Although my body is a little weak, it’s not impossible.

Give him the next Acacia Gu! "

Hua Ying'er frowned and looked sad, "But, he can't eat the smell of meat, how can I feed him the poisonous insects?"

The owner of the valley looked confident.

“Wrap the poisonous insects with yellow mud, make mud balls, and harden them in the sun.

Pinch his mouth open, stuff it in, pour a bowl of water to dissolve the yellow mud, and block his mouth.

After waiting for a stick of incense, the Gu insects were planted. "

Hua Ying'er was instantly happy:

"Well! Dad, you really have a way!"

The next day.

Mo Jingchen woke up naturally from his sleep. He found that his belt had come loose and cursed silently in his heart:

There is no distinction between male and female animals!

At that time, the door opened and Hua Ying'er walked in with a smile.

I saw a plate of mashed beans in her hand.

Mo Jingchen's heart trembled. Although he didn't know what the hell it was, he knew that she must be holding something back!

Having learned from the experience of almost getting stuck by a fish bone, Mo Jingchen thought about it:

Instead of being pressed on the head by the savage's sharp claws and being touched by her dirty hands, it would be better to eat it by yourself.

Before Hua Ying'er could speak, Mo Jingchen grabbed the mud balls and swallowed them all.

Thinking in my heart:

Why haven't those idiots from the Wuji Sect come here yet? I'm so angry ...

It seems that I am still too kind to you on weekdays!

Hua Ying'er was very happy:

"My man is such a man!"

Mo Jingchen gave her a boring and indifferent expression, and he had already made a decision in his heart:

kill!

At night, the poisonous insects broke out of the ground and penetrated into Mo Jingchen's limbs and bones.

The burning pain all over his body and the violent beating of his heart forced Mo Jingchen to wake up from his sleep.

The feeling of heat all over his body and throbbing in his heart made him immediately understand that the mud pills he had taken during the day were fake.

Mo Jingchen took out two prepared bamboo sticks from under the quilt and reluctantly stabbed his own acupoints in order to calm himself down.

The thick bamboo stick pierced the acupuncture point, and a stream of blood flowed out. The severe pain made Mo Jingchen's hot heart feel much calmer.

He panted heavily, closed his eyes, and recited the Qingxin Jue in his heart:

A pure heart is like water, pure water is the heart, no breeze blows, no waves ...

Hua Ying'er waited expectantly in her room, but couldn't wait for her seed for a long time, and gradually became anxious:

"Hasn't the poisonous insect attacked yet? Isn't it possible? It seems that I have to take the initiative!"

Hua Ying'er's thoughts flashed, and people had arrived at Mo Jingchen's room.

I saw the man shivering under the quilt, laughing softly,

"Hey, Jiulang, don't hold yourself back, your wife is ready, I'm here to help you."

Hua Ying'er just leaned down, and what greeted her was a sharp bamboo stick!

He stabbed the key point on the back of her neck firmly and firmly!

"Don't you have a kind face and a kind heart ... don't kill any living thing ... "

Hua Ying'er had a look of fear on her face, and before she could finish her last words, she fell on top of Mo Jingchen.

Mo Jingchen pushed the person to the ground with a look of disgust, and felt coldly in his heart:

Who told you that a kind face will lead to a kind heart?

This kind of thing comes from the heart, for me, it doesn’t exist!

Mo Jingchen endured the severe discomfort, limped out of the wolf den with a stick and one leg.

At daybreak, the owner of the valley found his precious daughter lying on the ground, dead and her body was too cold. He immediately ordered the whole valley tribe to search for the murderer.

It was dawn, and the heat on Mo Jingchen's body completely subsided.

However, a broken leg and extreme unfamiliarity with the terrain meant that he did not escape far.

During the day, the valley was full of people, so he hid in a haystack, planning to change places and continue hiding when it got dark.

He knew very well that with his current physical condition, even if he found the location of the vines, it would be absolutely impossible for him to climb up the cliff by grabbing the vines.

The best option is to hide and wait for the people from Wuji Sect to find me!

The dog in Shuisheng's house smelled the scent of a stranger, woke up, ran all the way, and barked at the haystack.

Shuisheng followed the sound of the dog barking, walked over, grabbed the dog's ears, and led the big yellow dog away.

"Da Huang, stop yelling and come and play with me~"

Mo Jingchen, who was hiding in the haystack, breathed a sigh of relief and put the bamboo stick in his hand back into his sleeve.

However, after a while, Mo Jingchen saw Shuisheng and a group of adults walking up to the haystack in a grand manner through the grass.

I only heard Shuisheng's milky voice:

"Da Huang is barking into the haystack. The bad guy must be hiding in there!"

Mo Jingchen smiled calmly:

Little Silly, see you in the next life. I'm leaving. You have to be good ...

The people in the valley were filled with indignation. Some people suggested that the owner of the valley should cut up the murderer alive and feed it to the fish.

The Flower Valley Master thought for a while and did not agree:

If your daughter's wish is not fulfilled here, she must be sent to satisfy her over there.

If the person was sent over in pieces, she wouldn't be able to use it.

The proposal to whip the murderer to death was also rejected:

If it breaks his superior appearance and is unsightly, it won't be of use to my daughter who has high vision.

The owner of Huagu did not kill Mo Jingchen immediately, but tied his arms and hung him on a wooden stake in the center of the square to expose him to the sun.

When Hua Ying'er's three-day period of mourning expires, they will be cremated together.

The owner of the flower valley cried to his daughter:

"Ying'er, my father will send the man you like to you right away.

While you are there, you must live a good life and have many children and many blessings ... "

Mo Jingchen was extremely exhausted. Looking at the bright sunshine, his eyes turned black. His eyelids gradually closed weakly and he fainted ...