A Guide to the Favorite Wife of the Royal Treasure Reborn

Chapter 209 Xu Limin's Ending (1)
Shen Wuyou: "..."

She really didn't expect that this place is like this, no wonder the aura is so corrupt.

Kicking the alien summoner with his toes, Shen Wuyou frowned and asked, "Where is that little boy?"

The alien summoner was interrupted and asked unhappily, "Why?"

Shen Wuyou was worried, and said calmly, "Chaodu, report the crime."

"Cut, bad intentions." Although he said so, the alien summoner still pointed her in the direction.

Shen Wuyou looked at Jiang Duxiu, Jiang Duxiu nodded, and the two walked over together, while Water God Halberd and Xiang Liu were taken into the space by Shen Wuyou to reminisce about the past.

About 500 meters away, Shen Wuyou and Jiang Duxiu finally found the body of the little boy in a piece of rotten leaves. Because of the weather, the body was highly decomposed, and the body could no longer be seen from its original appearance. He looks like five or six years old, the clothes on his body seem to have been rubbed violently, and they are badly torn. After these days, the colors can't be distinguished.

The boy's soul was next to the corpse, transparent and almost disappearing, like a wisp of white smoke. He kept repeating the moment when he was knocked down. It was as if something was hooked, and I was dragged forward feebly... Then, after 5 minutes of rolling on the ground without making a sound, I got up again and repeated the action just now, looking lonely and pitiful.

Shen Wuyou waved a wave of spiritual power and hit the boy's soul body, making his soul solidify a bit, and then hummed a requiem. The boy's expression went from blank at the beginning to a comfortable smile at the end, and finally It turned into dots of faint green light and flew towards the sky.

"May I have a good pregnancy in my next life!"

One sentence contained all of Shen Wuyou's blessings to the boy. Jiang Duxiu pressed Shen Wuyou's shoulder to express comfort, and then dialed the phone to report the crime. The police quickly checked the general identity of the little boy. Just two days ago, a case of disappearance was received in which the missing person was particularly consistent. While notifying the family members, the police told Jiang Duxiu and the others not to leave and waited for them to come, and then hung up the phone.

Jiang Duxiu didn't intend to be obedient, pulled Shen Wuyou and walked down the mountain, the alien summoner stumbled and was dragged behind him.

But it was obvious that the journey along the way was not very smooth, soon, Shen Wuyou saw a figure falling in the middle of the road, and when he stepped forward to look, it was actually Xu Limin.

Shen Wuyou quickly took two steps and squatted in front of her, stretched out two fingers to probe her neck veins, confirmed that she was fine and just dizzy, then heaved a long sigh of relief, and was about to think of a way to get her out Woke up, suddenly a sudden change protruded.

Sen Han's knife peak stabbed obliquely from under his ribs. Shen Wuyou was too slow to dodge because he didn't feel the murderous aura. In the end, a gash was cut in his waist and abdomen, and bright red blood gushed out instantly, soaking his small white suit. , looks quite miserable.

Seeing this, Xu Limin didn't give up, and brandished a knife again to stab him. Shen Wuyou immediately blocked back with a wall of water. Jiang Duxiu, who was on the side, saw that Shen Wuyou was injured, his eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he kicked Kicked Xu Limin a few feet away, like a rag doll, couldn't get up for a long time, squirmed a few times, and then became silent.

But Jiang Duxiu didn't finish the calculation like this. He turned his head and saw the back of a slender bamboo pole who was tied up and was running restlessly into the mountains. He waved the short-colored black blade in his hand and threw it out.

"Ow—"

The black shadow of the bamboo pole fell to the ground, and the sound of ho ho was from his mouth, which was enough to prove the severity of his injuries. The short black knife directly passed through his neck, but avoided the main artery, preventing him from dying. Then a large amount of blood choked into the trachea, making him breathless, and the horror of the loss of life wrinkled his pale old face into a decayed chrysanthemum.

(End of this chapter)