Reversed

Rotten body?Heh~"

Seeing that the talk incident was about to escalate into a fight, Maomao immediately stood in front of Mu Yu, blocking the sharp confrontation between the two.

"Grandpa Xiao, let's go back to the Valley of the Wicked as soon as possible." Maomao turned his head, and Mo Sha, who was huddled and huddled, was cold behind his back, and was called, "I will let Mo Sha take you back to the valley."

"Master!!"

Mo Sha turned pale with fright, and let out a howl, with suspicious glints in the corners of his eyes—he didn't want to stay with that old monster who liked to torture people!It would be worse than death!

Mao Mao gritted her teeth, looked at the three-no loli Mo Fei with small arms and legs, and Mo Rongrong, who was weak and slender and only had the skills of a three-legged cat.

"In short, Grandpa Xiao will leave it to you, be careful on the road!"

Although Mo Sha looked pitiful, he couldn't arrange for the little loli and the weak woman to escort the seriously injured Xiao Yao'er back to the valley.

Mo Sha obviously also understood what Maomao meant, and with a desperate "嘿咕", he moved behind Xiao Yao'er step by step. During this period, he was stared at by Xiao Yao'er's terrifying gaze countless times and froze in place, but finally fell into hell .

Xiao Yao'er snorted coldly, and directly ignored Mo Sha who was standing behind him, making Mo Sha heave a sigh of relief, and clung to the wall to try to reduce his sense of existence.

"Tian Ge, bring Tianshui and let's go!"

Xiao Tiange gently stroked the broken hair between his forehead that blocked his sight, his smiling eyes fell silent for a moment, and he pursed his lips arrogantly and said impatiently.

"Who said I'm going back to the Valley of the Wicked?"

Everyone in the Valley of the Evil knew that the relationship between Xiao Yao'er and his two children was very bad. It was said that it was because Xiao Yao'er couldn't control his violent temper when he was young, so he brutally tortured his first wife to death.

At that time, Xiao Tiange and Xiao Tianshui knew about the personnel and witnessed the tragedy with their own eyes, and they had been depressed all the time, while Xiao Yao'er had been ignoring them all the time, and took revenge on the Gongzhi family and the Mo family.

In the end Xiao Yao'er suddenly realized that it was too late, the broken relationship could not be repaired no matter what, and they would always be the most familiar strangers.

What makes Xiao Tiange even more bored and ironic is Xiao Yao'er's attitude. When he was young, he tortured his wife wantonly to enjoy his distorted mentality. After death, he misses all the good things in the past.

Xiao Tiange, who resembled his mother, became the object of Xiao Yao'er's doting and doting, a kind of morbid attachment.

Xiao Tiange was disgusted by this, and seldom went back to the valley all year round, and mostly wandered around Nanping in Baling, saving people when he was in a good mood, and tossing people when he was in a bad mood.

This time too, Xiao Tiange fell into the hands of Gong Zhiling, and Xiao Yao'er rushed to rescue him as soon as he heard the news.

It's just that no matter how much it is made up for, Xiao Tiange's eyes on Xiao Yao'er will never be warm.

"How about going to Chang'an?"

Maomao pondered for a moment, and suddenly suggested, "Tianyi Sect spreads the plague in Chang'an. Although it has been controlled, Gu Zhilan is still there for free consultation."

Xiao Tiange's expression froze, his eyes drooped and his eyes narrowed, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and after retreating from the arrogance revealed on the surface, he became more feminine.

She murmured Gu Zhilan's name silently, and waves suddenly rose in her black eyes.

In the memory that will never be forgotten, the woman curled her beautiful lips, and her gentle smile seemed to encompass everything. Her snowy hair was blown up by the wind, and the color hurt her eyes and hurt her eyes. Her heart was full of sour and astringent tastes.

Because of her weak body, she could only watch the other party take risks every time, entering a place full of virus plagues, and never being able to touch them again.

Unable to stop paying attention to her, she also longed for the other's attention.

Every time the eyes met, every gentle exhortation, every tolerant smile... She wanted it, wanted it like crazy, but didn't dare to act rashly.

She was afraid that the other party, like all her collections, would be destroyed by her accidentally, and she would definitely collapse!

So as long as you look at each other, you won't lose it if you don't own it.

"Tongguan will fall soon, and the Spike Army will divide into two groups, encircle and suppress Tiance all the way, and attack Chang'an all the way."

Mao Mao's black eyes were dim, and he obviously recalled the chaotic and suffocating hell on earth. "At that time, the Spike Army will block all roads, and they will not be able to freely enter and exit."

In other words, if you don't enter Chang'an before the Spike Army arrives, you won't be able to get close there for a long time.

"Tongguan has fallen."

"what?"

Maomao was stunned, and Mo Fei, who was expressionless, repeated calmly, "I got the news this morning that Tongguan has fallen."

He has been busy on the road and missed a lot of news. When he first heard the shocking news of the fall of Tongguan, Maomao couldn't help but smile wryly.

But this is also expected, but his emotions are still unacceptable.

58

What has happened cannot be changed, and it is meaningless to be immersed in loss. Maomao quickly adjusted his mentality. He looked at Xiao Tiange seriously and asked again.

"Are you going to Chang'an?"

"of course."

Xiao Tiange straightened his body proudly, the corners of his lips curled up in a malicious mockery, "So what about the Spike Army, they're just a mob."

The Valley of the Wicked is rich in perverts and lunatics, and they are especially not afraid of death.

"Then, I'll let Rong Rong accompany..."

"Need not!"

Before Maomao could finish speaking, Xiao Tiange interrupted him neatly.

She snorted coldly, especially disrespecting her family.

"I'm not a sick child like Lao Bushi and my brother. I'm just going to Chang'an. This distance is nothing."

She has always been willful, and she has the capital to be willful, and she will never let her proud self-esteem be dusted.

"Compared with my affairs, don't you think you should give my brother an explanation?"

Xiao Tiange laughed gossipingly, "About the fact that you eloped from Luoyan City with the young leader of the Haoqi League and disappeared."

Maomao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and subconsciously took a look at Mu Yu, but his family Xiao Yu looked like he didn't care if I was happy or self-willed, so he had to explain in distress.

"Xiao Yu and I obviously left in an aboveboard manner."

— What the hell is elopement!He and Xiao Yu are legal couples!

"A group of idiots who have nothing but gossip." Mu Yu's group ridicule skills never failed, and everyone who contributed to this rumor, including the Mo family's group of relatives and friends, was ridiculed, "rotten and It's sad that the empty value of life can only be reflected in much ado about nothing."

Maomao twitched the corner of her mouth, unable to bear to see the distorted expressions of her friends, she turned her head silently.

Mo Lei focused on taking care of her lover's face, and stopped getting involved in these messy things.

Mo Sha shrunk his sense of existence even smaller without daring to speak out. Mo Rongrong also turned her head away and snorted coldly in disbelief. Murphy's paralyzed face was as perfect as ever, and the culprit of the rumors could not be found. Half the proof of the culprit.

Only the childhood sweetheart Chen Yue put on that cute face and silently blacked out the venomous little friend.

Xiao Tiange glanced coldly at Mu Yu, without stopping his gaze, still looking at Maomao.

"After you got married in Luoyan City, you didn't return to the Valley of the Wicked."

"I have something to do."

Mao Mao's fingertips trembled slightly. He remembered the body that belonged to Yan Zhenqing that he and Mu Yu had taken back. The fragments could not put together the original appearance, so he had to be cremated and sent back to Yan's house, lest the other party get emotional.

"You didn't go back to the Valley of the Wicked, knowing that my brother is waiting for you."

Xiao Tiange ignored Maomao's answer and repeated stubbornly.

Maomao was silent, no amount of excuses could deny the fact, he did deliberately avoid Xiao Tianshui, when he was keenly aware of the other party's out-of-bounds feelings.

"I will go back to the Valley of the Wicked, with Xiao Yu."

Xiao Tiange is undoubtedly smart, of course she understands the subtext of this sentence, the complex emotions welling up in her heart cannot tell what it is.

What a pity, it was rare for her sick elder brother to fall in love with someone, and it turned out that that person was not only a descendant of a feud, but also had a relationship with him.

"Whatever you want." Xiao Tiange snorted coldly, then raised his chin slightly towards Mu Yu, arrogant and reserved, "Young leader, don't die in the Valley of the Evil."

Mu Yu snorted lightly, with a contemptuous expression, her raised phoenix eyes were completely disdainful, "Don't worry about it."

The name of the little lunatic that has accompanied him for more than ten years, but starting from the bloodbathed Sansheng Road and Snow Demon Hall in the Valley of the Wicked, no one understands the laws of the Valley of the Wicked better than him.

Suddenly, Xiao Tianshui, who had been quiet for a long time, coughed hastily, and dots of blood spilled out through the palm covering his mouth and splashed on the ground. The unusual bright red was extremely strange.

"Xuanying."

Xiao Tianshui slowly opened his eyes, the slightly slack pupils were bloodshot and dimmed with exhaustion, as if waking up from a distant dream.

He instinctively locked onto Maomao's position, pulled the stiff corners of his mouth, and barely smiled.

"Is there any sugar?"

"No."

Maomao paused, and gave Mu Yu a comforting look to stop him from acting rashly, "Only plums."

Xiao Tianshui's face was bloodless, and he leaned lazily on the chair. He didn't even have the strength to move his fingers because he always loved cleanliness. He could only let himself choke and cough, staining his entire chest with blood.

He looked at Mo Xuanying gently and stubbornly, as if the world had no meaning other than that, Mu Yu's expression changed, and he became angry as if he understood something.

——Dare to covet his belongings, what a court of death!

Maomao took a deep breath, and the worry and anger that Xiao Tianshui had previously learned to leave the Valley of the Evil regardless of his health had completely disappeared, leaving only empathetic determination.

In a person's life, there will always be one or two things that can make him desperate. Xiao Tianshui has been in the Valley of the Wicked since he was a child for more than 30 years, but because of his weak body, he never took a step out of Xiao Yaoer's Poison Emperor's Court, and made himself a prisoner.

Perhaps no one knows, but Xiao Tianshui also longs for the Poison Emperor's Courtyard