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Chapter 1267 Black Moonlight Transmigrated into a Crazy Demon Lord 6

Chapter 1267 Black Moonlight Transmigrated into a Crazy Demon Lord 6
"Oh, the fish soup smells so good, my dear grandson, bring me a bowl too."

The weather was clear and the grass was green. They were resting by a river. Shaoheng cooked fish soup in an earthen pot. The rich aroma made people drool, and the old lady couldn't bear it instantly.

Shaoheng ignored her, walked towards Xihe with a bowl in his hand, and knelt down: "Miss, I'll feed you."

Scooped a spoonful with a spoon, blew gently, and handed it to her mouth. Xihe opened his mouth, swallowed it, and smiled at him: "It's delicious." Shaoheng's eyes lit up, and his movements became more gentle.

After eating, Shaoheng wiped the corners of her mouth, got up and went to eat by himself, there was more than half of the pot missing.

He glanced aside, the old woman wiped her mouth guiltily, and turned away from him.

Shaoheng snorted coldly, finished the rest in twos and twos, and threw the bowls and chopsticks to the old woman: "It's washed."

The old woman's eyes widened, and she opened her mouth to refuse, but seeing Shaoheng's fierce eyes, curled her lips, got up reluctantly, and slowly went to the river to wash.

They drove away that day, thinking that no one would pay attention, but who would have expected that the old lady would climb into the car with sharp eyesight and quick hands-no matter how fast she couldn't catch up, she had no choice but to take it with her.

Shaoheng dug out the medicine box, carefully took off the splint on Xihe's right hand, and replaced it with new medicine: "Miss, it will be fine when you get to Yunzhou."

At this moment, Xihe's right arm was limp, swollen and purple, which was shocking. Shaoheng was so distressed but powerless, he could only say over and over again, "Miss, it will be fine when you get to Yunzhou".

He didn't know whether he was comforting Xihe or comforting himself.

Xihe nodded slightly, put her left hand on the back of his hand, and smiled gently: "It doesn't really hurt, really."

She has a "heart" in her body, and she can't use spiritual power to repair the injury. They don't have any good medicines now, but she is not a person who seeks abuse, so she asked the dog to help her block the pain early on, so it really doesn't hurt. .

But Shaoheng didn't believe it, he just felt that she was comforting him, twitched the corners of his mouth, and gently carried her into the donkey cart: "We will be able to reach Yunzhou City before dark."

The donkey was already full, and he loaded all the belongings into the cart. The boy whipped the donkey's buttocks, neighed, and the donkey cart wobbled towards Yunzhou City.

This world is the world of cultivation, every country has a national teacher or is affiliated with the sect of cultivating immortals, so there are few wars. They set off from the early morning, and along the way, except for the people fleeing for their lives due to the earthquake in Tianning Mountain, they stood safely before the sun set. In front of the gate of Yunzhou city.

"Miss, we'll be returning home soon!" The boy's voice was faintly excited.

Although to him Washington only had beatings, stinky stables, and endless cleaning of horse manure, he wished he could spread his wings and fly back.

After paying the entrance fee, the donkey cart entered the clean and open gravel road, crossed the long street, turned into the most affluent Changlu Street, and stopped in front of a mansion.

The joyful look on Shaoheng's face froze the moment he saw the gate——

The door of the mansion is wide open, the door plaque is crooked, and the flowers and plants inside are ruined through the thin cracks, and the tables and chairs are scattered on the ground. The most shocking thing is the dried blood splashed on the door, as if a person was cut in the neck by a sword, and the blood spurted onto the door .

"Miss, don't look!"

Shaoheng hastily covered Xihe's eyes, but he couldn't stop shaking.

What, how could this be?
His throat was so stiff that he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him, Washington, what happened?

Xihe's eyelashes trembled, and she said softly, "Shaoheng, I want to see." She pushed away his hand and struggled to get out of the car. Shaoheng's heart ached beyond measure but he didn't dare to stop him, he held her tightly and opened the door .

It is even more shocking to actually see the scene in the mansion. The doors and windows were destroyed, the exquisite porcelain was shattered on the ground, and the clothes were pulled out of the cabinet and dragged on the ground. It seemed that a fierce robbery took place here, and there was no survivor .

They stood at the door of the study, looking at the long and winding bloodstain on the ground that dragged from the house.

Xihe's voice trembled: "I actually had a hunch."

Shaoheng suddenly looked at her.

A line of tears fell silently on Xihe's face: "Daddy once sent someone to tell me not to go back. I thought, but I didn't expect..."

She trembled and suddenly coughed violently.

Shaoheng held her tightly, his eyes trembling: "Miss..."

That's how it was, that's how it was, there was an explanation for the young lady's past behavior.

The corners of Xihe's eyes were red, with tears in his eyes, his hands tightly clutching his sleeves, helplessly hesitant: "Shaoheng, daddy and the others... what should I do."

Shaoheng's heart trembled, and he was inexplicably overjoyed, so the eldest lady only belonged to him?
There was a surge of enthusiasm in his chest, and he hugged Xihe tightly: "Miss, don't be afraid, the master must have escaped." After a pause, "You still have me, I will always be with you!"

His arms tightened, almost embracing the girl in his arms, and there was a crazy possessive desire in his eyes that he didn't even notice.

Xihe almost rolled her eyes in pain, but it's not good to be a spoiler at the moment, so she could only bear it while lying in the boy's arms, crying until her tender body trembled, as if she had Parkinson's.

Gouzi stared dumbfounded in the space, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "Bull!"

This was crying heartbroken, looking like a dead father, just like the real thing.

But, if the car overturns someday, tsk tsk tsk.

In the end, Shaoheng found a cheap (cheap) inn to stay in, coaxed Xihe to sleep, and then ran out to inquire about Washington. Although he was prepared, he did not expect the fact to be so shocking.

When Xihe woke up in the middle of the night, Shaoheng had been sitting at the table for more than an hour. Seeing her get up, he hurried over to help her up, and put a pillow behind her. Xihe sat down, drank some water, and asked him: "Have you heard the news?"

"Miss……"

Shaoheng hesitated, with an expression of impatience.

Xihe pulled the corner of her mouth with difficulty, and said with a smile: "It's okay, just tell me, I can bear it."

Shaoheng held her hand on the quilt, and stared into her eyes: "Not long after our accident, the mansion was suddenly assassinated, and people who lived nearby said that the screams were horrific, and it didn't come until dawn. Stop, wait for the people in the yamen to open the door, and there is no sign of anyone inside except for the blood."

"Miss." Shaoheng frowned, "Perhaps those thieves and those who assassinated us belonged to the same group."

Xihe almost spewed out, but it was just a wave of people, all of them were from Washington.

However, Mr. Hua was also straightforward. After making up his mind, he made up his mind and immediately acted out. He disappeared without even finding his personal ID.

"These people are cruel. I suspect they are cultivators. Only they have the means to destroy corpses and traces!"

"And it's more likely that it's the legendary, cruel and inhuman demons."

Xihe really got angry, and looked at the boy strangely.

(End of this chapter)

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