The host is always attacked [Quick Transmigration]

Suddenly, a thin figure in a hospital gown appeared on the quiet roadside. As soon as the other person appeared, he hurriedly ran towards the place where the two cars were not far away.

From his slightly messy steps and pale face, it can be seen that apart from his worries about the people in the car, his own condition does not seem to be very good.

The car in front of me was still upside down, and the gasoline in the car began to drip out, and the smell was pungent and unpleasant.

Mu Feng frowned as he looked at the crushed and deformed car door and Ning Bai's legs, feeling more and more anxious in his heart.

Running out of time!

Thinking like this, he put his hand on the tightly closed car door, and the light blue halo in his hand slowly wrapped the entire car door. After a few seconds, the car door that could not be opened at all was easily taken away by Mu Feng. down.

However, his complexion was also uglier than before, his lips were pale and chapped, and his whole body showed a precarious feeling.

[Dear the host, you can no longer use your soul power...] The dough is circling around Mu Feng with its almost orange body. Seeing that Mu Feng is about to use his little soul power again, it finally He stopped muttering to himself.

It quickly floated to the position where Ning Bai's legs were, and the dough emitted an orange light circle. The things that were pressing Ning Bai were lifted up slightly, but the color of the dough's fur became a little darker.

Mu Feng was stunned for a moment, then quickly reached out his hand to pass through Ning Bai's armpit, and dragged Ning Bai out of the car through gritted teeth.

After dragging Ning Bai to lean against a tree on the side of the road a little further away from the car, Mu Feng gave instructions to the dough that fell on his shoulders, [Dough, go back to the Sea of ​​Consciousness first. 】

As soon as the words fell, the car not far away made a violent explosion.Mu Feng subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw two cars burning continuously, the flames soaring into the sky.Under the light of the fire in the distance, his originally pale face seemed to add a bit of warmth.

At a place Mu Feng didn't notice, Ning Bai, who had fainted, slowly opened his eyes, looked at his position with a face full of surprise, and was suddenly attracted by the figure in front of him, he opened his mouth as if Get ready to say something.

Unexpectedly, before Ning Bai could open his mouth, he saw the person in front of him staggering and then fell back straight.

Because of the serious leg injury, even though Ning Bai tried his best to move, he could barely move forward while Mu Feng fell to the ground.

So Ning Bai could only stare wide-eyed, feeling the other party's hair brushing against his fingertips in surprise, before falling to the ground.

At the same time, Ning Bai's face turned pale from the pain for a moment, and then he passed out in a daze.

Three days later, Mu Feng, who had been in a coma for a long time, finally woke up.

He didn't ring the bell immediately, but stared blankly at the scenery outside the window, thinking about the blurred scene in his dream, and the lingering pain in his heart that couldn't be shaken away.

"What did you dream about?"

He covered his heart and muttered to himself, only feeling the corners of his eyes wet, before he could react, tears fell onto the pillow with a thud.

"Mingyu, you're awake, how do you feel..."

An extremely surprised voice came, which disturbed Mu Feng's thoughts of recalling the dream. He turned his head and saw Jiang Xiuming with a complicated face.

"You are?" Mu Feng has memories of Zhang Erwa, but in his memory, he and Jiang Xiuming only met briefly.

Moreover... Although this body has been in a state of sleep since that day, very close to a vegetable, but the entire internal mechanism is the same as that of an awake person. Not only does it not shrink, but it grows with time.

"I'm your brother Jiang Xiuming, have you forgotten? When you were young, I often took you to the amusement park and taught you to do your homework. When there was thunder, you would run into my room when you were afraid."

"I don't remember..." Mu Feng was telling the truth. Although the dough gave him all the information about this world not long ago, he also learned that what Jiang Xiuming said was true through the soul power to detect the fragmented memories of this body. yes, but...

Zhang Erwa doesn't know~

"Mingyu, how could you forget about your elder brother so quickly? You forgot that when you were young, you said that you would buy a big ship for your elder brother when you grew up!"

Jiang Xiuming looked at the ignorance on Mu Feng's face and some doubts in his eyes, and his expression became serious, "You wait, brother will show you the evidence!"

After finishing speaking, he opened the door and walked out. After a while, he walked in with a face full of complacency. The upward curve of his mouth showed his good mood at the moment.

Soon, when the two were looking at each other, there was a knock on the door.

Jiang Xiuming quickly walked over to open the door, took a gaudy paper bag from the assistant outside, and then looked at Mu Feng mysteriously.

"Guess what's in here?"

Looking at the shape, there should be a square object inside, and there are some miscellaneous small things at the same time.

Mu Feng raised his eyebrows, pretending to be interested and asked curiously: "What is it?"

When Jiang Xiuming was young, he couldn't see his brother who was four years younger than himself acting like a baby. As long as the other party pouted and blinked his big watery eyes, and then pulled his clothes and called "brother", he immediately surrendered.

At this moment, looking at the thin person on the bed, whose face was so pale that it was almost transparent, Jiang Xiuming recognized him even if he didn't call "Brother" sweetly like he did when he was a child.

After all, it was the first time in nearly 20 years that I saw my younger brother acting like a baby (?), how could he not cooperate?

Thinking about it this way, Jiang Xiuming's previously accumulated resentment because his younger brother didn't recognize him immediately dissipated, and then happily sat beside the bed with a bag, ready to tell Mu Feng some interesting stories about their childhood.

After sitting down, Jiang Xiuming held the bottom of the bag, hula la, and dumped everything inside on the hospital bed.

Except for the largest photo album, there are all kinds of small toys, such as jigsaw puzzles, slingshots, building blocks with missing corners, and a small wooden boat with paint peeling off.

"Look at this," he said, picking up the slingshot from inside, and said proudly, "When you were three years old, someone in the community played with a slingshot, but the other party wouldn't let you play, and then you hugged me After two days of crying on your thigh, I made it for you myself."

Looking at the crooked and completely asymmetrical tree branch in the opponent's hand, and comparing it with his own memory, Mu Feng's face almost turned black.

Heh, why hugged his thigh and cried for two days.

Obviously, he himself saw Jiang Mingyu pouting and watching others play pitifully, and then volunteered to do it, and after making it, Jiang Mingyu played it once for his poor sake but was ridiculed by his peers, Just never play again, okay?

"And this one, you bought it for your elder brother with your own money when you were four years old!" He was talking about the small wooden boat with peeling paint.

This Mu Feng also knew it, and it was exactly what he said, it was Jiang Mingyu who saw the eight-year-old Jiang Xiuming enviously watching the big ship on TV all day long, and helped his parents beat their backs. Bought it for him after working for a week.

And the most profound memory of this body is this scene, when Jiang Xiuming looked at the boat, held Jiang Mingyu and cried for more than an hour, his nose and tears covered Jiang Mingyu's shoulders.

Seeing Mu Feng looking at the toy on the quilt with a happy face (not!), Jiang Xiuming immediately picked up another toy with great interest and prepared to explain, "And this, this is..."

"Uh..." Mu Feng's heart tightened, afraid that Jiang Xiuming would talk endlessly, so he grabbed his arm and asked with a smile: "Although I have a little impression, it seems not very clear, otherwise you will tell me Take a look at the photo album."

"Okay ヽ(?￣д￣;)ノ" Jiang Xiuming pursed his lips, put down the building blocks in his hand with a little regret, and then picked up the photo album.

Inside are some photos taken by the two brothers when they were young, some are group photos with their parents, some are just the two of them, and some are single photos.

So Mu Feng listened to Jiang Xiuming tell stories related to those photos for another hour.

"Drink some water, bro." Watching Jiang Xiuming unconsciously licking his lips, Mu Feng picked up the water glass on the cabinet next to him, "Your mouth is dry."

"...!"

Jiang Xiuming took the cup in a daze, then stared at Mu Feng with wide eyes, with disbelief written all over his face.

"Mingyu, what did you call me just now?"

"Huh?" Mu Feng looked at him suspiciously, and when Jiang Xiuming's expression gradually dimmed, he said with a wicked smile, "Brother."

"Hey!" Jiang Xiuming hurriedly responded, then holding the cup foolishly, glanced at Mu Feng on the bed, then at the photo album in his hand, and then said "hey".

Mu Feng couldn't help but look at Jiang Xiuming's stupid look, and was really happy for the two brothers from the bottom of his heart.

"By the way, where's Ning Bai?"

As soon as the words were finished, Mu Feng saw that the previous smile on Jiang Xiuming's face slowly disappeared, and then looked at Mu Feng with a serious expression, his lips trembling.

When Mu Feng looked at him in confusion, Jiang Xiuming finally pouted and said, "Brother has been with you for so long, yet you only remember Ning and Bai!"

Mu Feng could clearly see that when Jiang Xiuming said the word "Ning Bai", he squeezed it out between his teeth with a ferocious expression.

"Brother, aren't you right next to me? Ning Bai was injured so badly at the time, so I have to take care of him." He said, reaching out to hug Jiang Xiuming's arm, with a flattering smile on his face.

Jiang Xiuming pursed his lips, stretched out his hand and poked Mu Feng's forehead, sighed helplessly and said, "He's fine, he woke up yesterday, but his legs are inconvenient, and he's still lying on the hospital bed right now."

"Then he..."

"I've asked." Jiang Xiuming is a full-fledged younger brother. Although he is not satisfied with the fact that Ning Bai has attracted his younger brother's attention, he can't do anything to deceive his younger brother. "He asked after he woke up. I said you weren't awake yet."

"But brother, how did you meet him?" Jiang Xiuming squinted his eyes, resisting Mu Feng's gaze and finally asked what he had been wondering for a long time, "And how did you know that he was there? "