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Suddenly there was a pull from behind, and Wen Xiaoliu was pulled to the ground without noticing.

Where she was just now, a feathered arrow glowed silvery in the moonlight, giving people a cold aura.

It made people feel chilly, and Wen Xiaoliu was frightened. If he hadn't given her a hand...

He patted his chest fearfully and looked back. Niao Niao's expression at this time changed from the usual carefree look, and the murderous look in her eyes made her feel a little unfamiliar.

Following the curling gaze, there were a few more people in black clothes on the eaves.

Their neat movements and orderly discipline did not look like assassins at all, but more like a well-trained army.

"This man is a rebel!"

Noticing the calluses on his tiger's mouth, which were the marks left by holding the sword for a long time, plus the fact that he was being pursued by soldiers, Wen Xiaoliu guessed his identity at once.

After learning this person's identity, she felt a little hesitant. She didn't know which camp he was a deserter from, and whether rescuing him would bring her trouble.

Niao looked at Wen Xiaoliu who was bowing her head in deep thought. Sensing her tangled mood, she called out Yunyue.

Standing in front of her, looking coldly at the man in black on the roof. Like a towering mountain, it gave Wen Xiaoliu a sense of security.

"Don't worry, if there's any trouble, I'll take care of it for you. You just have to do what you want."

Wen Xiaoliu was shocked when she heard this, and she looked up blankly at the figure standing in front of her.

The girl stood facing the wind, holding a sword in her hand, as if she was a warrior charging into battle for love.

Wen Xiaoliu was surrounded by a warm current in her heart, and she said with firm eyes: "I want to save him, even if it brings danger to myself."

The people on the ground felt relieved when they heard Wen Xiaoliu's words. He let go of his clothes and passed out completely.

Wen Xiaoliu and Niao Niao stood behind each other, looking at the neat figures on the eaves with wary eyes.

What is strange is that the people on the eaves suddenly receded like a tide.

The two people who were about to have a big fight looked at each other strangely, neither of them understood what was going on.

"Whatever, it's okay if you don't fight. I'm not in the mood to drink anymore, so let's go now."

Handing the wine bottle in his hand to Wen Xiaoliu, he turned and walked towards her bookstore.

Under the moonlight, a girl dressed in red raised her hand and waved casually.

Wen Xiaoliu was attracted by her free and easy look, staring straight at her back.

On the eaves, a white figure loomed. He looked dreamily at the figure that had disappeared into the darkness, sighed, turned around and left.

Only when the figure was out of sight did Wen Xiaoliu bend down and help the person on the ground up.

[She is so free and easy. This will tire me out! 】

Although he complained in his heart, he still gently helped the person into the hospital.

From Wen Xiaoliu's mouth, Niao Niao learned that his name was Lao Mu and he was a deserter from Chenrong.

When he heard Chen Rongjun, his thoughts were a little empty. She thought of Xiang Liu and didn't know what happened to the child back then.

Over the years, she has been checking up on his whereabouts intentionally or unintentionally. But it was as if an invisible hand had erased all his information.

As time went by, Niao Niao stopped asking, and it was better to just let nature take its course.

The days passed in an ordinary way, and Lao Mu officially joined the medical clinic and was busy in the medical room every day.

He also adopted two children, the names of which Niaowu has seen in the plot before.

But I heard Wen Xiaoliu say seriously: "Chuanzi, Mazi."

I still can't help but laugh, especially since the two people's looks and names cannot be said to be exactly the same, it can only be said that they have nothing to do with each other.

On the contrary, the one named Chuanzi has a pockmarked face. The pockmarked person is fair and fair. He had a chubby face when he was a child, which made him particularly cute.

Children, no matter how they grow up, are very cute when they are young.

So she came to the hospital more often, and she always liked to make children cry.

She felt annoyed when he cried, and then handed these annoying coaxing babies to Lao Mu.

Every time Lao Mu coaxed and scolded Nia Niao. How old are you? It’s even less worrying than a child.

Time flies by like a flash, and in just a blink of an eye, the chubby child in his arms has become an adult.

Wen Xiaoliu still looked carefree. She had already become familiar with the people in the town, and occasionally went to the patients' homes for consultation.

One time when she came back, it happened that the rabbit spirit was giving birth. She didn't care about the difference between men and women, so she had to be forced into battle.

At that time, Niao Niao was listening to a book at a tea stall. Seeing this, he quickly took an umbrella from a stall to cover himself.

He looked at Wen Xiaoliu and smiled, then continued to sit back at the tea stall.

There is a talking stone in Qingshui Town. Word has spread throughout the town, and many people come here to see it.

As a result, the library's business has never been profitable, but Niao Niao doesn't expect the library to make any money.

Comparing how many books she could sell every day, she thought it would be nice to have a place to chat and gossip with others.

"Niao Niao, go home and have dinner."

After Wen Xiaoliu successfully delivered the baby rabbit spirit, he shouted at the tea stall and carried the medicine box with a smile on his face.

When they returned to the hospital, the wooden tables in the courtyard were already filled with food.

After eating, Wen Xiaoliu wanted to go back to his room to rest, but was scolded by Lao Mu, so he could only go to the lake to wash dishes.

Birds chirped overhead, and Wen Xiaoliu chuckled. He threw a stone into the air and when he saw it hit, he ran over happily.

【I can improve the food today. 】

But when she opened the grass and took a look, her face instantly dropped, and she unfortunately covered the grass back again.

[Niao Niao said, men on the roadside should not pick them up randomly, otherwise they will be unlucky. 】

"Niao Niao, you really know how to enjoy it."

When Wen Xiaoliu came back from washing the dishes, she saw him lying on a deck chair in the yard, basking in the sun.

"Xiao Liu, you're back, come on, let's get together!"

Niao Niao patted the other rocking chair next to him and invited with a smile.

Wen Xiaoliu smiled again and couldn't wait to lie down.

The sun gradually moved westward, and in the quiet courtyard, the people on the lounge chairs fell asleep, leaving only the sound of even breathing.

"Brother Six, there is a beggar by the lake! He is so pitiful."

Chuanzi and Mazi shouted as soon as they entered the yard. Wen Xiaoliu was awakened, got up and pulled their ears.

"Didn't you see that we were resting? Poor? Who wouldn't be pitiful!"

"But……"

"But what is it, you don't have time to recognize herbal medicines in your free time? Let me teach you what you have learned in these years!"

He kicked Mazi and scolded him. Niao Niao had no choice but to act as peacemaker, "Xiao Liu, the child is still young."

"You just get used to them!"

Wen Xiaoliu was full of anger and fired at Niao Niao, seeing that the firepower was tending to be transferred to her.

Niao Niao immediately stood up from the recliner and said with a smile: "I'm going to take a walk."

By the river, looking at the unrecognizable figures, I sighed for a while.

"Master Niao Niao, he..."

"Shut up, Xiaoliu will save him, what does it have to do with me!"

Knowing what she was going to say, he quickly interrupted her before she could say anything.

Xiaojiu turned her head aggrievedly, turned into a physical body and squatted on the man, and refused to leave without saying anything.

She had no choice but to squat down and whisper, "Tu Shanjing."

Speaking of Tu Shanjing, Niao Niao has met her once. It seemed like he was celebrating his birthday that time, and almost all the girls in Qingqiu went to see him.

At that time, he had an affectionate look on his face and was as gentle as jade. Dressed in silk and satin, followed by dozens of maids, she looked like an immortal.

She couldn't hold it back for a moment, and she hugged his waist among the maids and climbed to the sky.

"Tu Shanjing, be careful of your elder brother."

Following the direction of the girl's finger, Tu Shanhou's hand was blocking Fangfeng Yiying's waist.

But it seemed like he didn't take her advice to heart.

Tu Shanjing moved his fingers slightly. Seeing that he had no desire to survive, Niao Niao didn't want to meddle in his own business.

Seeing Xiao Jiu's stubborn eyes, she reluctantly stretched out her hand to convey spiritual power to him.

"We are all just a drop in the ocean. Don't deny your past excellence because of the eyes of others."

Seeing that he seemed to be reacting, he continued: "No one is born to stand on the top of a mountain all the time. When you encounter a trough, think about whether there is anyone in the world who cares about you."

Tu Shanjing seemed to have thought of something, and the extinguished light in his eyes ignited again.

He tried to open his eyes to see who was speaking. Her voice is so gentle, as warm as a grandmother who loves her.

If Niao Niao knew what he was thinking, he would definitely say: "My dear grandson, I am indeed old enough to be your grandma."