She became the villain's little ancestor

Chapter 133 Death Note
The three big men watched the two little girls leave shoulder to shoulder, with different thoughts.

Zhen Shaoshi shook his head helplessly and smiled.

Li Shuyu stared at Jiang Tong's back, then glanced at Xiao Yun expressionlessly and calmly.

As for Xiao Yun, after the clouds and wind passed, there was a look in his eyes that no one could understand.

Forget it, let her hang out with Dai Wen for two days.

Since living here with Dai Wen, Jiang Tong has completely started her life of drunkenness and dreams.

During the day, when Daiwen was in class, she would lie down and sleep in the room. When Daiwen and other friends came back, they would eat, drink and have fun together.

Anyway, she is not a disciple of the first peak, so how happy she is.

Living here with Dai Wen for more than half a month, Xiao Yun didn't ask her a word or send someone to urge her to return to Zhengyang Peak, Jiang Tong smiled, sure enough that night in Jingzhou could be regarded as an unrealistic dream, Let it pass.

As for Li Shuyu, he came to see her very often, but Jiang Tong didn't know how to say that he lied to her, so he simply treated him more and more perfunctorily, hoping that he would quit and leave some leeway for both of them.

Sure enough, after half a month of Jiang Tong's cold treatment of Li Shuyu's enthusiasm for those three and a half days, the number of times he came to see her decreased significantly.

Jiang Tong lay on Dai Wen's bed in large characters, like a salted fish.

That's great, don't let anyone bother her, just let her be drunk for a while, let's indulge.

"Jiang Tong, the sect master has master training today, and all the disciples of the first peak must go." Dai Wen's courtyard uniform before going out today is obviously more formal.

Jiang Tong half-stayed on the bed to watch Dai Wen get dressed, and said lazily, "Should I go too?"

Dai Wen looked back: "You don't need it, you are not from the first peak."

Dai Wen was arranging her clothes while talking. The pure white court uniform, embroidered with silver thread, and four silk ribbons on the front, back, left, and right sides of the girdle, pressed heavily against the hem of the skirt.

She was originally a woman from the Western Regions, with a naturally slender figure and curly long hair like seaweed, and she always liked to adorn her forehead between her brows, without any extra accessories, she really entered the world like a snow lotus in Tianshan, without being stained by the slightest dust.

Jiang Tong straightened his eyes and praised sincerely: "Dai Wen, you have grown more and more beautiful in the past two years. I have decided to call you the number one beauty in Kunzhou."

Dai Wen's deep eyes rolled, and she glared at Jiang Tong: "You took the wrong medicine early in the morning."

Jiang Tong teased indifferently, and patted the bed next to him: "Baby, go early and come back early, I'll wait for you to sleep back in the cage."

Said, the charming peach eyes also blinked at Daiwen.

Dai Wen's heart skipped a beat, she blushed inexplicably, and muttered: "If one day I become abnormal, then Jiang Tong, you must not be innocent."

Jiang Tong didn't hear clearly, and turned his head slightly: "What did you say?"

"It's nothing, my mother is going out, remember to clean up the house." Dai Wen flicked her long hair and went out gracefully.

Jiang Tong smiled and lay back down again.

It doesn't matter if you lie down, the bloody smell rushed straight into your nostrils again, and your whole body convulsed uncontrollably, with bursts of chills and then fever, all the heat flowed into the dantian.

It hurt like a needle prick.

Jiang Tong clenched his lips, covered his stomach fiercely, and rolled on the bed unbearably. After a while, a layer of sweat appeared on his pale face.

What's going on here.

Jiang Tong's consciousness was sometimes clear and sometimes vague.

She fought back the pain, and her whole body collapsed.

Jiang Tong adjusted his breathing, sat up with support, and wanted to run a small week to recuperate his meridians.

But as soon as she sat up, her eyes widened uncontrollably.

Because of the smoldering hot current in her dantian prescription, it continued to go down, and it couldn't be stopped. It was shot out of her body from the most difficult and most private place of her body.

Jiang Tong's brain exploded, what is this? !

She almost bounced from the original place like a rabbit, the scarlet pierced her eyes, Jiang Tong stood on the bed, his legs were trembling, holding the bed frame with his hands, almost passed out.

And the heat is still seeping out through her layers of clothes.

Jiang Tong sat down slumped, the blood on his face faded away.

There is an old saying that the Creator created all things in the world, and water is the source of life.

Any living body is composed of water, turned into flesh and blood, supporting the living in the world.

And she bleeds for no reason, doesn't it mean that her own flesh and blood are going to leave her?

In other words, the loss of one's own essence and blood means that this person will not live long.

Jiang Tong clenched the quilt under his body tightly, his hand bones were pale, and he tried his best to hold back his tears.

The feeling of humiliation, shame and despair under her body drove her almost crazy.

Although he was frustrated in love right now, in front of his own life, that was nothing.

My life is gone. Let's talk about a relationship.

The 15-year-old girl still couldn't hold back, sobbing softly in the blood-stained bedding and clothes, in the square world of this room, crying for her life that was about to die.

After half an hour, Jiang Tong, who calmed down, hurriedly removed all the things he had soiled, grabbed Dai Wen's clothes and put them on, changed into a brand new bedding, and stuffed all the "imprints of the passing of life" into space.

She was about to die, and even if she didn't die, it would be similar to a terminal illness. Although she had been treated, she could still feel the blood that was not controlled by spiritual power and originated from her body's instinct was constantly losing.

Jiang Tong was unusually calm, walked to the side of the case to write, and wrote the last words to Dai Wen in his own handwriting:

Daiwen my friend,

Fortunately, I have known each other for more than ten years, and I am an invincible friend. I should have shared joys and sorrows and lived and died in the same boat.

However, there is no holiday in the sky, maybe the fate is like this, driving me into a desperate situation where I can't live in fear all day long!
I'm going, don't worry about it.

Go back to Zhengyang today, seek the way of life, if there is a destiny in the future...

Jiang Tong cried while writing, sobbing until the end of writing, lost his pen and rushed out of Dai Wen's room.

Almost in a state of embarrassment, she cried and returned to Zhengyang Peak.

What to do, she is still so young, but she has such an unspeakable illness, and her life is not long, how can she be worthy of Master, Xiao Chuan, and Xiao Yun?

Jiang Tong didn't even dare to go through the main entrance, but turned into his room from the window in the apse, then locked himself, and treated the "wound" on his body again.

Then he fell into bed without saying a word.

I looked at it again when I was changing clothes just now, and the blood was still bleeding.

I'm afraid that I will really dry up and die.

How to do.

Jiang Tong was in a mess, how could he tell Xiao Yun about this disease?How to tell anyone in Xuanqi!
Even if he wanted to find a doctor, he had to obtain the consent of Xiao Yun and the head before going down the mountain.

She didn't dare to say this, for fear that tears would flow down when she spoke, and wouldn't it be even more embarrassing if she was discovered?

It's better to take it easy, and it won't be too late to talk after calming down for a few days.

Even if she dies, she will die outside, and Xiao Yun cannot be allowed to see her such an embarrassing and embarrassing way of death.

Heh, in fact, she must have thought too much, Xiao Yun didn't even pay attention to her now, so how could he care about her?

Just don't be delusional...

Jiang Tong's heart was agitated, and his mood was unstable due to blood loss, so he fell into a drowsy sleep.

(End of this chapter)