The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

"Sister, it won't work, it's too dangerous." Qingcheng refused to let her go, "I don't know if it's true or false, how can I take my life to verify it? Don't worry, as long as the brother-in-law still has a breath, as long as he insists, I I will definitely find a way to save him."

Meng Ying patted her hand, "You have done your best. What I need you to do now is to hang his breath. Is there any ice lotus that can bring people back to life? I'll see if there is that. Han Tan knows it. Don’t worry, I won’t let myself fall into a catastrophe. Because I still have dedication and warmth."

"If Mu Yuansheng can't hold on, I'll accept my fate. Since he wants to live, I will fulfill him." Meng Ying squeezed Qingcheng's hand, "I have a sense of measure. Don't worry."

Qingcheng glared at Xu Nianhua, and blamed him for saying "I heard".

Xu Nianhua lowered his head.

Meng Ying decided to go to Hantan, and stayed with Mu Yuansheng in the ward that night.

She slept next to him, leaning on her side and hugging his thin waist, pressing against his face, "Mu Yuansheng, why do you think we have so many disasters? It's not you or me. The world is so big. , Why does it seem that there are people who can’t tolerate us? You said, it’s you who hurt me or I hurt you."

"No matter who gets tired, I warn you anyway, if you don't wake up early, I will find a new father for Xian Xian Lu Wen. I am so young and beautiful, and it should not be difficult to find a little fresh meat, a little wolf dog. Bar."

"You are so afraid of me walking with other men, so you awake as soon as possible." Meng Ying touched his chest, "After lying down for so long, your figure is not good."

This evening, Meng Ying said a lot to Mu Yuansheng.

Some are serious and some are not serious.

The next day, Meng Ying explained the matter clearly and took Nansang to Xishan.

The journey is farther and harder than imagined.

They stopped in the cities along the way and still had to eat and sleep.

"Xishan? What are you going to do there?"

Meng Ying entered a small restaurant with a sense of time. The owner was a grandma in his 50s and 60s.

There are not many people eating, but they treat every guest who comes in very warm and friendly.

"Uncle, I'll ask you something." Meng Ying asked while the uncle came to serve the food.

"you say."

"I want to ask you, how far is it from Xishan?"

"Xishan?" The uncle frowned and looked at them, "What are you going to do in Xishan?"

Meng Ying knew that he should know when he looked at him.

So he said: "We just like to gather wind. When we get to a place, we like to find some more famous scenic spots."

"West Mountain is not a scenic spot."

"But it should be famous." Meng Ying looked at the uncle with a pair of clean and thorough eyes, completely innocent.

The uncle looked left and right, then lowered his voice and said, "Girl, I advise you, don't go. That place is very evil."

"Ah? How come?"

"People who went to that place never came back. When I was a child, there were always some people who ran away unbelief in evil, but they didn’t return. Afterwards, no one went back and didn’t mention it. pass."

The uncle looked at them, "After you have eaten, go back wherever you come."

"Then is it far from that place?"

"Far." The uncle said: "There are still hundreds of kilometers away."