With a hook from the gang pet boss, Master Fu fell

Shen Ruo didn't know how long he had been in that gloomy, dark and oppressive space, and whether he had a chance to get out alive. The moment his whole body was covered by the golden light, he felt warm all over his body, and his feet became light. It's like stepping on the air, without a trace of strength.

When she heard her son's call and looked over subconsciously, she realized that her whole body was really suspended in the air. Before she had time to react, she fell straight to the ground.

"Mom." Shen Zhuoqian's eyes were red, and he called out anxiously, wishing he could grow wings and fly over to hug her.

At this moment, Shen Ruo's body was like a kite with a broken string, and he couldn't control it at all. In an emergency, he calculated the distance from himself to the ground. It looked like a three-story building, more than nine meters.

When she fell, she controlled it and protected the vital organs of her body. At most, she would break her arms and legs, but her life would not be in danger.

The speed of the free fall is extremely fast, and she can see the ground in the blink of an eye. The blue floor tiles look hard and cold, and it must be painful to fall on them.

She simply closed her eyes, not letting herself think about it.

In the ear, the howling cold wind blows.

Just when she felt that it was time for her to fall to the ground, she began to adjust her posture, curled up in a protective position, trying to protect her internal organs, but her body suddenly lightened.

The feeling of constant falling stopped at this moment, and she was hugged by someone around the waist. There was a clear and elegant bamboo fragrance, mixed with agarwood, permeating the tip of her nose.

She subconsciously raised her eyes to look over, and just happened to meet the man's pair of calm black eyes. At this moment, her body froze for a moment, trying to keep her emotions normal, and smiled at him.

Song Yan clearly caught the fleeting tension and dodge in her eyes, and the cold eyes swept across her face, and fell on her hand that was holding onto her collar.

In her right hand, she was holding a nine-eyed dzi bead, which was given to him by his ancestors when he was born. It was something he had carried close to his body for 35 years, and it had been nourished with spiritual energy since he was a child.

Shen Ruo followed his gaze and saw the Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead in his hand. He wished he could find a piece of tofu and kill him. His fingers curled up in embarrassment, trying to put the thing into his palm.

But thinking about it again, I found everything, so what's the use of hiding it, anyway, stretching out the head is a knife, retracting the head is also a knife, so he just broke his heart and smiled brilliantly at him: "Hello, uncle, we meet again."

At this moment, Song Yan saw that she was still smiling, and he didn't know whether to praise her for her big heart, or to be thankful that she took his Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead.

If it weren't for the Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead, she would definitely not be able to last so long if she was trapped inside.

From a distance, Song Yu also saw the Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead in Shen Ruo's hand, and could clearly see that it contained abundant aura, which was an excellent magic weapon.

Song Yuan, who was next to her, naturally saw it immediately, his pupils constricted suddenly, and his eyes looked weird. The nine-eyed dzi belonged to his eldest brother, and it was his most precious thing given to him by his ancestors. In that woman's hand?

He turned his head, glanced at Song Yu, then at Song Yan and Shen Ruo, and finally shifted his gaze to Shen Zhuoqian, the color of his eyes changed drastically again.

When he came over, he didn't pay attention to that child at all. Looking at it now, the child's appearance is exactly the same as that of his elder brother when he was young!

Song Yu saw his doubts, moved closer to him, and said, "Seventh Uncle, Steward Song has done a paternity test, and Qian Bao is Uncle's son."

She now wants to know how much Qian Bao and his uncle looked alike when they were young, so that Song Nanshu could do a paternity test after seeing him, which shocked Qi Shu so much.

"Brother's son." Song Yuan repeated in a low voice, and felt a little confused for a moment. Before, he always thought that his elder brother was too impulsive, and he would sacrifice himself to save an unimportant person.

Thinking about it now, if it was to save his son's mother, everything would be reasonable.

When the time came, the sky had begun to gradually brighten. After a whole night of searching, Shen Ruo was finally rescued.

Song Yu's last bit of spiritual power was exhausted again, and he fell limply into Fu Hanyu's arms. Looking at the family of three over there, he smiled happily: "Husband, what do you think uncle will do next?" ?”

Official announcement?

To marry back to the Song family in a legitimate way?

Fu Hanyu said: "Uncle is not an irresponsible person."

Song Yu nodded in agreement, and the look in his eyes became more and more excited. There is nothing more enjoyable than eating melons on the spot.

But the next moment.

The family of three on the opposite side became tense.

Mainly Shen Zhuoqian.

The little guy had red eyes, stared at Song Yan in disgust, and roared, "Let go of my mother!"

Song Yan glanced at him, but did not let go.

Shen Ruo blushed, a little impatient, while trying to break free from his hand, he went to look at his son again, trying to comfort him.

Shen Zhuoqian stared at him with big stubborn and indifferent eyes warningly, and repeated word by word: "Let go of my mother!"

Song Yan looked at the little guy with disgust and indifference, and his heart suddenly felt like being pricked by a needle. He felt a dull pain, and he was about to explain.

Like an irritated calf, Shen Zhuoqian suddenly headed towards him and bumped into him, still shouting: "Let go of my mother, don't touch her!"

When Song Yan was hit by the head of the little guy, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were blurred, he put Shen Wei firmly on the ground, and only after he felt that she was standing firmly did he completely let himself go into a coma past.

"Uncle." Shen Ruo called out, clasping his arm with one hand, letting his whole weight rest on his shoulders.

Shen Zhuoqian's eyes widened in disbelief, flustered, confused, and anxious: "Mom, I didn't mean it, I didn't want him to vomit blood."

"Qian Bao, it's okay, you didn't hit it." Shen Ruo comforted his flustered son, looked at the man lying in his arms, and shouted anxiously: "Your Patriarch is unconscious, find a doctor quickly!"

"I'm a doctor."

Song Yu raised his hand.

Shen Ruo looked over, and when he saw Fu Hanyu and Song Yu, who was lying on his back with his chin resting on his shoulder, he immediately recognized it: "It's you!"

The couple that Qianbao stopped the car last time.

It's not that she has a photographic memory, it's that the two of them are so unique in appearance that after one glance at them, they can't be forgotten.

Song Yu nodded to her, and said: "Miss Shen, you first put my uncle flat on the ground, I need to give him acupuncture."

Shen Ruo listened to her and slowly took his arm.

Song Nanshu quickly ran over, spread his coat on the ground, and helped her lay the person flat on the ground.

Ning Meng was also winking, took off his coat and spread it on the ground, and said, "Uncle, let the eldest lady sit on it, and be careful not to catch a cold."

Fu Hanyu nodded and put her down.

Song Yu sat down and took his pulse first.

Song Yuan on one side watched Song Yu feel her pulse, and watched her pull out a nine-inch long silver needle from her finger like a magic trick, her eyeballs almost fell to the ground.

so?

She not only knows spells and metaphysics, but also medicine?