Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

"Uncle Xiao, what's wrong with him?"

"Master..."

The maid's tears almost fell down. Her face was red and red, and a layer of sweat was quickly forced out of her forehead. But her mouth seemed to be smeared with paste, and the words were always repeated.

Mu Yunshen didn't ask any more. A flash of thought flashed through his mind, which made his eyes wide open. He turned around and rushed upstairs.

Tang Xiao didn't react. When he looked up again, he saw a black figure "brush" and flash past the armrest upstairs.

The maid sat on the ground, with one hand still under the tailbone behind her, and all the other parts of her body were soft. At first glance, she looked like a pool of rotten meat without bones.

Her eyes widened blankly, and her pupils contracted violently up and down. His face was pale, but his lips turned purplish, even slightly blue.

What's the matter? You look like hell in the daytime?

Tang Xiao involuntarily frowned, in the heart that bad premonition rising higher and higher, heart rate gradually accelerated, seems to be climbing towards a certain peak.

She was influenced by a thought that had no origin. She ran upstairs and ran across the corridor in a hurry. When she saw a door half open, she rushed over without thinking, "Mu Yunshen, Xiao..."

That's all she said.

The door of the room was open. On the floor in front of her was a wooden tray. Next to it were pieces of glass. All the water in the glass spilled on the floor, reflecting the sunlight from the opposite window.

Bits and pieces of glass crumbs are like gems that fall from the clouds. At first glance, Tang Xiao feels that Tong Ren has no reason to hurt.

She wanted to speak, wanted to shout out, but her throat seemed to grow a huge lump out of thin air, mixed with a strong smell of blood, and the smell of rust spread from her stomach, which made her feel like vomiting.

Less than two meters away from her, Mu Yun deeply bent his knees and knelt on the ground. His face was livid, and beside him was Xiao Zhan, who was lying on the floor.

The old man stares at a pair of eyes, the mouth slightly opened a bit, the vision is straight toward Tang Xiao to stare to come over.

"Mu Yunshen..." Tang Xiao suddenly felt that his hands and feet were all soft. "Uncle Xiao, he..."

Mu Yunshen's face is also very ugly, thin two lips up and down a pat, no reply, only gently shook his head.

Tang Xiao was about to go on talking when he heard a panicked female voice behind him, "Yunshen, what's going on here? How can I look at people..."

Mu Yunshen's face suddenly changed, his voice suddenly raised a large section, "smile, stop her!"

Tang Xiao only felt that his nerves were suddenly aching, as if he had been hammered heavily. She didn't even dare to be stunned. She turned around in an instant. As soon as she raised her arm, her movement was still slow.

He Wan'er had already taken a step forward, and her head was slanted. She just went around Tang Xiao and looked inside.

Mu Yunshen "Teng" stood up, "aunt, don't come here!"

But his reaction is still slow. He Wan'er has seen Xiao Zhan fall on the ground before he comes to block his sight.

"Honey! You... "She only had time to call out such a few words. She was already soft, and her calf twitched and fell on Tang Xiao's shoulder.

Tang Xiao took advantage of the situation to hold her. Before he could react, he subconsciously turned around and cried, "Mu Yunshen! This... "

"Call an ambulance!" Mu Yun roared angrily at the guests who came to hear the sound, and his voice trembled violently, "call an ambulance!"

The pillar of the Xiao family lies on the ground in such a terrible way that he Wan'er falls into a coma again. For a moment, the whole Xiao family is in chaos.

Tang Xiao looked at the noisy crowd in front of him and felt that his soul seemed to be gradually separated from his body and flew into the air.

At last she understood the source of the uncertain premonition that had been lingering in her mind.

When Xiao Jingye receives the call from mu Yunshen, there is only a few inches between her lips and Su Xiaoyu, and she is about to print it.