The devil concubine ghost vine is in hand, she doesn't raise it if it's not a beast

Chapter 400
Hearing the coldness in his master's voice, Shadowless Cloud's body stiffened visibly to the naked eye.

Not knowing what the little guy was up to, Shen Tangluo gradually lost his patience, and ordered sternly, "Turn around!"

It turned back blankly, its cheeks were puffy, its bright black eyes were covered with a thin layer of water mist, and it threw Shen Tangluo into its arms without warning.

"Wow...Master!"

The soft, milky crying resounded unscrupulously throughout the underground palace.

Shen Tangluo didn't expect it, and was stunned for a while, his Qingjue face was stained with bewildered astonishment.

There were intermittent twitching sounds in his arms, and the little guy cried heavily, "Master, you have bled so much, does it hurt?"

At this moment, Shen Tangluo's expression seemed to be struck by lightning, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he grabbed the back of the little guy's neck, frowned and said angrily:

"Okay, you, let you guard the entrance, are you here to cry for me? Open your eyes and look carefully, I'm not dead yet!"

Wuying looked at Shen Tangluo's angry face with tearful eyes, pursed his mouth and sucked his nose, and his voice was full of self-blame.

"Master, Xiaoying is not strong enough to protect you well."

Shen Tang froze his hand, silently lowered his gaze, and held it on his palm.

Looking at each other, Wuying lowered his head in shame.

Shen Tang felt annoyed and funny, poked its fleshy face with his fingers, and sighed, "Aren't you stupid, grab yourself blindly!"

"But," Wuying's teary eyes widened, and he said with firm eyes, "It is Xiaoying's mission to protect the master!"

Shen Tangluo rolled his eyes, "Then you are not allowed to cry, this deity does not raise a crying bag."

Wuying hurriedly held back her tears, and asked cautiously: "Master, are you going to leave Xiaoying?"

Seeing the nervous look of the little guy, Shen Tangluo couldn't help laughing, a warm feeling crept up in his heart, and walked away with his hands behind his back.

"Let's see how you behave."

Hearing this, Wuying's eye sockets filled with tears, like a poor little discarded child, he didn't dare to cry even if he wanted to.

It shouted at Shen Tangluo's back: "Master, I won't cry, don't want me!"

Shen Tang paused, the curve of his lips rose slightly, he didn't turn his head, but waved back.

With a "shoo", the little milk dumpling cheered and spun around, and instantly floated onto Shen Tangluo's shoulder, rubbing back and forth affectionately.

"Master, I will be obedient, but I am obedient."

At the same time, it made up its mind in the bottom of its heart that it must work hard to improve its soul power in the future, and never let its master suffer any harm again.

Shen Tangluo didn't know what the little guy was thinking, and for the first time let it dangle on his shoulders.

"Master, who is the woman who sank in the well? Does the master know her?"

Shen Tangluo's expression was calm, and he said lightly: "Yes."

She has seen the illusion woven by the resentment of the soul, and it is not difficult to guess the identity of the woman.

In all fairness, she actually has no feelings for the Shen family.

However, by mistake, she was dragged into the well and witnessed Shen Qianyan's life experience by mistake.

In the dark, some things have changed silently, and she can no longer stay out of it.

At some point, she also became extremely complicated and contradictory.

In the past, she didn't want to have too much involvement with Shen Qianyan, and wished to stay away from everything related to her.

Shen Qianyan hated her bloodline, probably because of the massacre of the Shen family a hundred years ago.

If it is possible, Shen Tangluo really wants to ask the woman who abandoned her, does she control her own background?

Do those heavy resentments and hatreds deserve to be blamed on yourself?
She knows it well, and she disdains it in every possible way.

However, the truth is unknown, and she cannot avoid it.

Aside from Shen Qianyan, she still had a strange idea, dreaming that one day she could ferry the souls from the ancient well.

Therefore, she took all precautions, and she didn't want to see the confinement of Fuyuan Pagoda change, and the lives of Shangli City suffer.

In the final analysis, it was she who hid her selfishness, and was deeply afraid that the souls of the dead under the tower would fall into a place of eternal doom.

(End of this chapter)