Lonely king and the widowed woman

"Ah!" a, Mo Jiu was thinking, and things changed again.

The injured mammy Wu was stiff and motionless. At this time, she suddenly shook her fat body, her eyes red like a bloodthirsty beast, suddenly broke free from Mo linger's feet and jumped at Song Yan.

Mammy Wu is song Yan's nanny. Her boxing skills are actually good.

It is worth mentioning that song Yan's Kung Fu was initiated by mammy Wu.

This Mo ling'er used to step on mammy Wu, but she had little experience. She thought the situation was over. The old man gave up the struggle and couldn't help being attracted by Mo Jiu and song Yan. Unexpectedly, the fat woman had such divine power. She not only broke away, but also knocked down song Yan heavily.

"Be careful!" muring'er exclaimed, regretting.

But it's too late.

In the heavy impact of mammy Wu, song Yan leaned down on the desk. The red sandalwood box with the sable cloak fell to the ground with a "bang". The heavy dust was raised in the sun and rushed to people's face.

"Cough!"

In the stuffy cough, the dust is not just dust. After the box landed, a thick smoke suddenly appeared in the middle of the desk, quickly enveloping the blue water Pavilion. Slowly, the green bricks on the ground burst open, and there seems to be floating mud in the gap

"Sister, what kind of smoke? It's so dark! Ling'er can't see clearly."

In the thick smoke, Mo ling'er waved his hands and screamed with complaint.

"... it's not the smoke, it's the solar eclipse."

"Solar eclipse?" Mo ling'er was shocked. He looked around and found that the light had been eaten, and the whole pavilion was getting darker and darker.

"The heavenly dog eats the sun." mojiu's conditioned reflex retreated to avoid the floating mud drilled from the bottom of his feet.

At this time, song Yan's weak and frightened cry came from the front, "little widow!"

Obviously, she was also pulled by mammy Wu.

Mo Jiu frowned and couldn't see anything clearly. He only said coldly, "don't be afraid, I'll tell Xiao LIULANG your last words!"

Song Yan took a breath and coughed in her voice, "little... Widowed... Woman."

With a bang, a beam of the blue water Pavilion fell and hit Mo Jiu's head. She narrowly dodged. The beam fell chilly against her shoulder, wrapped a piece of clothes, and then fell heavily on the back of her feet.

"Hiss!" Mo Jiu showed his teeth in pain and clenched his teeth, "shit!"

Before the smoke dispersed and the solar eclipse ended, the whole world was noisy and dark. There was a roar in the distance. It seemed that someone was shouting "help", but mojiu's feet were smashed by the beam. It was numb and sour. He couldn't move his feet for a moment. He just felt that the green bricks under his feet could not bear her weight more and more mud gushed out of the gaps of the green bricks, It seems to wrap her tightly

No, it's clear that her body is falling into the floating mud - like a swamp.

Mo Jiu fumbled and pulled the one that hit her foot, but it might become the beam of her life-saving driftwood. With one hand, Mo linger pulled over and slowly pushed the beam in the direction of song Yan's voice, trying to catch her.

"Song Yan, I also have my last words - burn some delicacies for me during the Spring Festival in the future."

There was no answer. Mo Jiu sipped at the corners of his mouth and pushed the beam forward.

But the silt is not heavier than water. Although the beam is not too heavy, it is difficult to move.

Your feet can't touch the ground, your hands can't grasp things, and you can't see anything in your eyes.

Mo Jiu frowned more tightly, "Song Yan, if you have a beautiful man... I don't mind changing one day."

In the dark, there was still no answer from Song Yan, only a "fluttering" struggle, as if song Yan was fighting with mammy Wu. With a face, Mo Jiuyin pushed the crossbar one step further and kept approaching song Yan. She said again, "mammy Wu, do you have a man, a son and a daughter? What will happen to you if song Yan and I don't die today? Oh, No. even if we die, you won't come to a good end. Do you think the people who let you do things will let you go?"