Mu Xi felt that this year was not good. She first went to find the crane and then was caught in the blood bank. She was rescued after a lifetime of life. She was pressed to raise it at home for a month. She finally ran out of slaughter. She followed dozens of people around her openly and secretly, and came to the Buddhist temple. She wished she could all carry him to her body, without any freedom at all.
Forget this, who can tell him that he finally came to the Buddhist temple to make a fuss, and that Mao was still a little blind to provoke him.
But this person is still the kind of pervert who he is not easy to be presumptuous, and the kind that is even more precious than him. But this person is a pervert, that is really perverted, not pretending.
"Minghui, don't think that if you are weak, you can touch my porcelain. There is no way. Others are afraid of you, a little pervert. I'm not afraid!" Mu Xi pointed to the noble young master with a weak face on the opposite side, but with a bright red lips, and said angrily: "You sick cat, you are in pain and die, you are all made by yourself, and it has nothing to do with me."
"Criminal Mu, my little prince is a ninth generation single-handed person, and his body is not good. Why do you have to curse him so viciously?" A servant dressed as a servant standing next to Minghui accused him angrily.
Mu Xi sneered: "If he doesn't come to provoke me, I will scold him. Let's go together. The Zen temple is so big, why should I let him? Is he so sick that he can't breathe? If he really lies on the ground and can't breathe, I'll let him do it!"
"Yes, I'm sick, what's wrong with letting me order?" Ming Hui yelled and immediately lay on the ground, panting heavily, her face was pale, but her eyes were staring at Mu Xi, her eyes full of provocation.
Come on, bite me, I'm sick, I can't breathe.
Mu Xi: "!"
Damn, he had never seen such a shameless person before, this little bastard is the first!
Better than him!
Sure enough, I am sick, the kind of sick that is still the kind that is in the heart!
Qin Liuxi leaned against the door frame and raised his eyebrows to look at the farce.
In terms of playing, the nobles from Shengjing are good at playing, and they are more talented than others.
Huiquan also had a headache at this time. The two most difficult little bullies in Beijing met. It seems that he doesn’t need to shave his new hair this month because he will be bald when he sees them!
He wiped his sweat from nothingness, walked over, and said softly: "Ming Xiao Donor, the ground is cold, you should get up quickly. Once the cold air enters your body, it will be troublesome."
Minghui: "No, I'm sick and I'm not alive for a long time. Mu Wangwang cursed me. If I die, you go to Cheng'en's mansion to put me in a coffin. He cursed me to death. My move is to fulfill him!"
Mu Xi jumped up: "You fart! How could I curse you to die!"
"You have it. You said I was so painful that I was dying, and I was just cursing me!"
"I, you!" Mu Xi was so angry that he jumped: "You are trying to make a mistake, you are doing it yourself, it's all my business, you will love it if you die!"
As soon as he turned around, he saw Qin Liuxi leaning against the door frame watching the fun. He couldn't help but glar and rub his eyes.
"Damn it, how could you be here, little charlatan?" Mu Xi rushed over, very happy.
Ming Hui frowned, sat up, looked at Mu Xi with a bad look and then at Qin Liuxi.
Mu Xi put him behind his head and didn't go against him, for the sake of the man who didn't know the man and woman!
Who is this?
Qin Liuxi looked at Mu Xi and said, "It seems that he has come back to life and is alive and can argue with others."
"It's the little charlatan's tone, it's really you." Mu Xi said aggrievedly: "I read it wrong before. You went to that ghost place to save me. If you don't come, I'll die. But when I wake up, you are not here, where have you been?"
He said, raising his hand to reveal the flesh-pink scar on his wrist, which were the two blood marks that were cut. It was still short and had not yet recovered completely.
Qin Liuxi: "Don't add a show to myself. It's just by the way to save you. I was going to find someone."
Mu Xi choked and was a little dissatisfied. Who is more important than him?
But he didn't dare to throw a tantrum in front of Qin Liuxi, and said, "Then you saved me too, this is understandable."
"Hmm, so?"
"The grace of saving lives cannot be repaid, I can only promise you with my body!" Mu Xi said shyly.
Qin Liuxi's eyelids twitched.
Minghui widened her eyes, Mu Wangwang was on the body, right?
Qin Liuxi stretched out a finger, poked Mu Xiguangjie's forehead, and pushed him out: "Don't be stupid, I will not accept disciples again in my life! It's easy to say for life-saving grace, just give me silver."
Mu Xi immediately said, "Don't worry, my father has already sent the person who has shaped the golden body and cultivated the golden top for the Taoist temple."
"That's fine." This is OK.
"Little Prince, what's wrong with you? But your heart hurts again?"
When Mu Xi heard the scream, she looked back unhappily and said, "Are you pretending again? Are you still addicted to being a drama artist?"
"It's not pretending." Qin Liuxi saw that the half-sized child had a cyanotic lips, a pale face, sweating profusely, and his eyes turned white and his chest was covered with gasping for breath. This was a disease.
Mu Xi was shocked, wasn’t it pretending?
That's really a ill.
"You, are you okay? Where is the medicine?" Mu Xi rushed over, a little at a loss.
The servant touched his body, and the medicine was in the meditation room. He hurriedly called someone to serve Ming Hui and rushed back to the meditation room by himself.
Minghui was already breathless, but in a while, the sweat on her forehead fell. Huiquan's face changed drastically, and she picked him up and sent him back to the Zen room.
Mu Xi followed a few steps, remembered Qin Liuxi, and said, "Little God, can you cure this disease? It's a congenital heart disease."
"No." She had not diagnosed her pulse. Just looking at her, she could only say that she could not, but if it was a congenital heart disease, it was unlikely to be completely cured, unless the heart was changed.
Mu Xi felt a little regretful.
"But the emergency can be postponed." Qin Liuxi said again.
"Then can you..."
Qin Liuxi said with a smile: "You were still arguing with him just now, and he seemed to care that he would not die. Now, would you ask me to treat him?"
Mu Xi blushed slightly and said, "I'm not for him, but I just talked with him so much. Now he's sick. What if he has something wrong with me? Although I'm not afraid of him, the Ming family is just a single seedling. If there is a bad thing, the old prince will cry down the palace wall. When the time comes, my emperor brother-in-law will feel unhappy, so I don't think about coming out and scattering around again."
"There are people in the world who you are afraid of, and I thought you were not afraid of heaven or earth."
"If you can do anything you can, don't mess with. Who knows I will be so unlucky. I will meet this little pervert here." Mu Xi smiled flatteringly: "Don't worry, as long as you are willing to take action to relieve his emergency, I can get you a golden body, and the Ming family is very rich."
Qin Liuxi blinked: "Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. For the sake of the Buddha, let's take a look."
Chapter completed!