Mysterious emperor's little wild concubine

Four elephant sect.

Squatting in the garden on the fifth day of junior high school, he was turning the earth with a small hoe in his hand, but the expression on his face was a little absent-minded.

Mr. Mu has been away for more than a month. Why hasn't he come back yet?

He was the only one in the mountain. There was a formation outside, and no one came in to disturb him. He was at ease, but he always felt lonely.

He read a lot of books from Mr. Mu and pondered the problem of planting things. Now the ginseng he planted has sprouted.

Why hasn't Mr. Mu come back? Don't you want him?

Did something happen outside?

The fifth day of junior high school has been locked up by the people of the elves for so long. Nothing else will happen, but wishful thinking must be the first.

Every day I think, muyun'an went out for a month, he thought about muyun'an's life outside.

The fifth day of junior high school poked the green ginseng leaves, "you say, why didn't Mr. Mu come back?"

"Fifth day of junior high school!"

Muyun'an stepped up the stairs with a smile on his face, "how's the time?" She is now like an old mother who goes out to care about her children.

"I had a good time." The fifth day of junior high school swept the loneliness on his face and stood up, "young master, you have finally come back."

The tone is full of missing.

Mu Yun An lost a small ring in the past, "give you this."

Pick it up on the fifth day of junior high school. Did you return the gift? It's really amazing... He thought that the young master had forgotten him.

"Thank you for everything." The fifth day of junior high school did not ask what it was, but bowed his head to thank him.

"This is a space ring. I also put some things in it. It's much more convenient to take it with me." Muyun'an lost a lot of things in it.

Anyway, they can be used or standby.

After the fifth day contract, he put the ring on his index finger and looked at the things inside. Many of them were good things that he didn't dare to think about before.

The young master is really very kind to him, so he should try his best to repay him. On the fifth day of junior high school, he turned to look at the seedlings in the garden.

We have to find a way to make them grow faster.

……

Muyun'an goes back to his room and has a good rest for a day. Then he stealthily touches Jiang's house and sends Yin Yang flowers to him. Then he can let the master treat his mother.

The night is getting dark. When muyun'an plans to go over the wall, he suddenly remembers that he still wants to talk to the fifth day of junior high school.

Otherwise, when the child saw her disappear early in the morning, he didn't know what reaction it was.

Came to the door of the fifth day, hand just touched the door, muyun'an smelled a bloody smell.

What happened on the fifth day of junior high school?

Is there an enemy coming in? But she didn't feel any changes in the array.

Mu yun'an is on the alert for a moment and is ready to fight. He kicks the door while he is unprepared.

I thought I would see some fighting pictures, but... There was only a fifth grader sitting on a stool with his back to her.

The sound of kicking the door scared the fifth day of junior high school. He stood up and the stool creaked.

"Young master?" The voice of the fifth day of junior high school was trembling, and the dagger in his hand fell at his feet. The smell of blood seems more intense.

Mu yun'an frowned and went in. His eyes swept the dagger on the ground. He didn't ignore the blood stains on it. His tone was gloomy. "What are you doing?"

"..." on the fifth day of junior high school, he bowed his head and did not speak.

What is this doing?

Mu yun'an grabs his wrist and struggles strongly on the fifth day of junior high school

"Try another one?" Mu Yun An sneered, "what are you doing? Didn't expect me to come? "

Maybe it's because mu yun'an's tone is too terrible. He doesn't dare to move on the fifth day of junior high school. He lets mu yun'an grasp his wrist, and his arm covered by his sleeve trembles gently.

Worry, fear, pain

Mu yun'an's tone is fierce, but the action is still very gentle. He lifted the sleeve of the fifth day of junior high school and made a shocking scar.

From the wrist up to the joints of the arm, there are a lot of wounds, which look very neat and uniform. Some wounds have scabbed, and some are still bleeding.

Mu yun'an put down his hand and looked at the dagger that fell on the ground. He closed his eyes and sighed deeply. "I brought you out and gave you the dagger to cultivate you to deal with the enemy. Who taught you that the dagger was aimed at yourself?"

It's a stupid fork operation. She almost fainted.

The fifth day of junior high school drew his arm behind him, still did not speak, silently looked down at his feet - or looked at the dagger on the ground.

"Give me an explanation." Mu Yunan feels that her chest is blocked up. What's wrong with her?

This kid's killing himself here at night? Cut your arm with a knife without saying a word?

And it doesn't look like a day or two.

Mu yun'an sighed deeply, and the depression in his heart piled up together. He forced him to raise his head by pressing his chin on the fifth day of junior high school. "Speak, you can hurt yourself now, will you use a dagger to me in the future?"

There is something warm silent hit on the back of her hand, and then slide, along the wrist drip on the ground.

Those interrogative words stopped, mu yun'an looked at the tearful and silent fifth day, and could not say anything.

"No, I won't hurt you." This point is very certain on the fifth day of junior high school. It won't happen in any case.

"Well, tell me, what's the matter with you?" Mu yun'an suddenly had a kind of worry about taking care of his children.

"I'm afraid..." the voice of the fifth day of junior high school is trembling, wiping a handful of tears.

"What are you afraid of?" Muyun'an handed him a handkerchief. "It's safe here." It is estimated that things in the elf clan have brought him a shadow in his heart. He has been hoarding and his heart has been distorted.

Heartache and anger mixed together, muyun'an didn't know what to say for a moment.

"I'm afraid you don't like me. I don't know anything." The fifth day of junior high school took the handkerchief and covered his eyes. "I'm so afraid to go back to that day."

This period of time, he had a wonderful life. He had the things he had never dreamed of before.

But what he thought was too unreal was like a bubble. Maybe he would not be there any time.

"..." muyun'an felt that his heart was pinched by something, "I won't want you."

"I..." the fifth day of junior high school choked and cried even louder.

Mu yun'an pinches her eyebrows. Recently, she always seems to see others cry. What she can't stand most is that others cry.

I don't know how to comfort you.