Situ Ling'er ran anxiously to the bedroom, Wang Hao's disaster this time was something she didn't predict, Ling'er couldn't help but shed tears while running. Love to see the flowers

She didn't know why she was crying, she only knew that her heart was so painful, and a voice was calling in the dark.

This voice is so desolate and angry, the anger makes people can't help but have a deep fear in their hearts, this is a kind of helpless emperor's roar, but also a kind of angry roaring lion's anger.

No one would know what the result of this lion's wrath would be and what it would bring to everyone, but Situ Ling'er just knew that he must not let this male lion get angry at this time, otherwise, the consequences would be unbearable for anyone.

Even if he is now in prison, even if he is very injured and in need of help, if he is one step later, Ling'er believes that she will be separated from him forever.

This is the fate of the previous life, grandpa said that it was an untraceable pain, and I still remember that grandpa said that he was just a nameless little flower at that time.

Just because of one of his accidental discoveries, he was brought into the deep palace, and he held himself above the hundred flowers, and he was still favored by him, and he was jealous of the hundred flowers, so he suffered a great disaster.

But now that she has been reincarnated as a human, she doesn't want to meet him again, this is the fate of thousands of years, even the grandfather who is advanced in mystic art can't change her encounter with him.

All the heavy responsibilities of the Shangguan family fell on his shoulders, and he was the only living heir of the Shangguan family.

It's really a godsend, but I can't hide and can't avoid it.

But I know so much, but I can't escape it.

Shangguan Ling'er opened the door of her bedroom and found that the Baique Kongming placed at the head of the bed had become a blood-red appearance.

There is a drop of Wang Hao's blood in the Baique Kongming, if Wang Hao is safe and sound, this drop of blood will not change anything, it is just a drop of blood.

But if there is any change, this drop of blood will rotate amazingly, the greater the change, the faster it will turn, and in the end, it will even sublimate, which will also indicate the end of Wang Hao's life.

Now Shangguan Ling'er can't save Wang Hao, but there is a way to do it for him, that is, to take his own blood and drip it into the Baique Kongming and mix it with Wang Hao's blood.

In that way, every stick Wang Hao suffered, and every kind of injury he received, would be transferred to his own body in the transfer of the Hundred Birds, that is, he would be taken in place of Wang Hao.

Mu Xu didn't hesitate any longer, Shangguan Ling'er resolutely bit his index finger, and a drop of bright and dazzling, like a rose stamen, was slowly handed to the Baique Kongming.

At this moment, the drop of Wang Hao's blood in the Hundred Birds Sky Ming Yuan stopped rotating in an instant, and slowly, slowly calmed down.

After a while, I saw that the original blood-red sparrow was empty, and it was restored to its original state in an instant, becoming a small ornament with jing Lingyu transparent, and it was quietly shelved next to the computer desk with a novel style.

And a muffled voice, followed by a mourning, and then a cry from the bottom of the heart, the voice is extremely patient, subconsciously disguised and covered.

Shangguan Ling'er fell to the ground involuntarily in her extremely patient cry of grief, and at this time, her whole body was lying in one place.

Every time Dongzi and his companions swung a rubber rod and hit Wang Hao, the pain and injury would be completely transferred by Baique Kongming, even if it was thousands of miles away, it would be transferred to Shangguan Ling'er's body at all.

The skin, which was as white as clotted fat, was bruised in an instant, and after repeated blows, the pretty face, which was originally pink and lovely, like a doll, had long lost its blood, and then turned into a sallow yellow.

Under the heavy blow again, she heard a muffled click, and with Shangguan Ling'er's terrible wail of pain, she knew that her weak little arm had been smashed alive.

This wail, like a morning bell at dusk, like the sound of a wooden fish that never stops in the middle of the night and disturbs people's dreams, suddenly woke up Wang Hao, who had been unconscious.

He raised his head suspiciously, his eyes were slack and melancholy and puzzled, looking at the still unyielding, holding a rubber rod and slapping his two assistants fiercely.

In front of him, Gong Chuanle was excited, looking at him with contempt in his eyes.

"Why doesn't it hurt, have you eaten, hehe, come on, give grandpa something more powerful, what is this, help grandpa scratch me."

Belch.

Dongzi was a little stupid, and stopped waving again at the same time as the colleagues around him.

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"Damn, it really doesn't hurt, you kid admit it, what, I can't stand it, I don't have to call you hard this grandfather, the two of us just want to send you to Huangquan, you can't complain about others."

I told you a long time ago, in order to turn positive, our two brothers are out of the way, even if you die, you will die in vain, and now no one can save you, rely on your sister, and still pretend to force me here. ”

Wang Hao's body was for a while, and as Dongzi's words fell, this girl almost rounded her arms, jumped up on the spot, raised the rubber rod in her hand, and hit Wang Hao's back again.

When a rubber stick hits someone, it will never break the skin, even if you are bruised, it looks like a black and purple bruise.

At that time, there were no traces of serious injuries, but in fact, in the mainland, the organs in the abdomen and even the chest cavity suffered the most.

This guy fell with a stick alive, just hit the back, even if your body is strong, the impact in your body really can't be transferred, and the spleen, liver and gallbladder are broken, that's normal.

But when the stick fell, Wang Hao was still hanging on the gallows, and he didn't even blink, but stared at himself with a serious face.

Dongzi couldn t stand it, is this girl still a person, he couldn't help but look at the rubber rod in his hand, yes, the real jing equipment, it's still new, and it's not used once.

In order to repair Wang Hao, he specially went to the bureau to get it.

Could it be that this thing is also fake, is the weight of rubber insufficient, or its own strength is not enough.

Wang Hao was also puzzled, what's the matter, the first few sticks hit my body, the heart-rending pain, now it's good, is it possible for me to break through.

As seen in the martial arts, he couldn't practice the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt.

It turned out that steel was made like this, and the kung fu was good, because after being hit countless times, it suddenly broke through.

Shangguan Ling'er, who was thousands of miles away, was suffering from the severe pain of having her arm broken, and suddenly she was hit hard again.

The whole person was hit on the back by a sudden force, causing Shangguan Ling'er's delicate body, which couldn't bear such severe pain, to be hit on the back by this strange force.

Then through her thin little body, she actually penetrated the floor tiles under her, smashing the floor tiles in the bedroom into two pieces and shattering them into several pieces.

What a huge force this is, what kind of anger is this, Shangguan Ling'er at this time has long been powerless to think, how can her thin and lingering body withstand such a powerful blow.

The already pale and sallow, bloodless face that was beaten became as white as a blank sheet of paper in an instant, and there was no need to scream, and with a tragic coughing sound, mouthfuls of blood gurgled out from the cherry-like mouth.

(Tianjin)