My master is sick

Chapter 81 Crazy

Silent night.

Ye Xiao and his party are resting here.

"Baba, this novel is wrong." Ye Xiao sat cross-legged while pretending to be deep, while communicating with Baba who was not in a good mood.

"I also think it's a little bit wrong." Why is the villain bent? Of course it's wrong. There's nothing to say about it!

The two mentally retarded people who were not on the same channel at all sighed.

"How can you be so bloody!" Ye Xiao tugged at her trouser legs melancholy, "It's so bloody! Is this still the novel with no technical content!" Ye Wuyou's life experience is simply bloody To make people cry.

"I also think it's too bloody." The relationship between the host and the villain is so bloody that it makes people cry.

Both of them couldn't help whimpering.

Because of the sudden silence, Ye Xiao and 288 fell into a strange silence. In such a quiet atmosphere, Ye Xiao's eyelids suddenly sank, and the extremely strong tiredness grabbed her consciousness with open teeth and claws, and she swallowed it with her mouth open.She still maintained the sitting posture, but her mind fell into a deep sleep helplessly.

288: ...I fell asleep so fast.And without picking a pose, the host is getting more and more powerful.

Ye Wuyou just finished communicating with Mingyi and they walked to Ye Xiao's side, only to find that Ye Xiao's eyes were closed and she was already asleep.

Knowing that Ye Xiao's sleep was extremely light, she tried to lighten her movements as much as possible, carefully leaning against her side, she glanced at Ye Xiao's face from the corner of her eye.

This man, who seemed to have a pair of copper skin and iron bones, was invulnerable to swords and guns, and at this time he finally returned to his mortal body, showing a tired look.

Ye Wuyou watched without blinking, unwilling to look away at all.

There was a shimmer of light dancing on the burning fire, and it lightly fell on Ye Xiao's side face, looking extremely warm.

Ye Wuyou smiled peacefully, the coolness of the evening breeze brushed over her quiet eyebrows, time seemed to have settled down.

How I wish I was with you.as it is now.

It's already good.

I am very satisfied.

After an unknown period of time, there was a sudden commotion among the dense leaves, and the frequency of rustling suddenly increased.

Ye Wuyou's expression darkened suddenly, he touched the Flowing Sword on his waist, and said in a low voice: "Someone is here."

The flames that had been quiet suddenly rushed upwards, twisting left and right like a pendulum, and the flickering light seemed to die in the next moment.

But Ye Xiao, who was always sensitive to abnormalities, was uncharacteristically, without any clear consciousness.

Ye Wuyou's heart sank, and he felt a serious sense of disobedience almost instantly.

She lowered her head, frowned, and whispered, "Master?"

No response.

The uneasiness in Ye Wuyou's heart suddenly rose to the extreme, she clenched the scabbard tightly, and the cold touch came from the palm of her hand, which made her calm down a little.

Was it too tired...so fell asleep?

Intuition told her otherwise.

Ye Xiao's eyebrows moved suddenly, and Ye Wuyou just breathed a sigh of relief, but saw that she hadn't woken up, but instead frowned, her teeth clenched her lips, as if she was enduring great pain.

What's wrong?nightmare?

Ye Wuyou's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly had the illusion that if she couldn't wake Ye Xiao up this time, she would never wake up again.

This feeling was so strong that she subconsciously held Ye Xiao's shoulder, trembling in her hoarse voice, shaking in panic: "Master, wake up!"

Ye Xiao closed her eyes tightly, her complexion was extremely pale, cold sweat ran down the corner of her forehead onto Ye Wuyou's finger bones, it was bitingly cold.

At the same time, black shadows jumped out of the forest one after another, and the cold moonlight shone on the cold silver hook, causing a creepy chill for no reason.

"Tack, tick, tick..."

The sound of high heels stepping on the stairs moved from far to near, and the girl curled up next to the closet trembled and looked at the locked door in horror.

Soon, the devil will knock on her castle and drag her into the dark and boundless hell.

The girl touched the still painful wound on her arm, and tried her best to shrink herself up, as if this could protect herself.

"Crack-"

The door lock turned slowly, every second was a long torment, the girl trembled more and more, tears swirled in her eyes, but she didn't dare to let them fall.

The devil deprived her of the right to cry, and if she cried, she would only face more painful punishment.

Because good children don't cry.

"Baby..." A hoarse and strange voice leaked from the open door, lingering in the small room that smelled of rot and alcohol. The woman's light chestnut hair was blown in by the wind and fell into the girl's raised sight.

The girl stopped trembling the moment she entered the door. She straightened her stiff body as much as possible, as well-behaved as a dummy, but the smile she showed was sadder than crying.

She said the lines prescribed by the woman: "Mom, welcome home."

The woman stepped on the bright red high-heeled shoes, her expression was in a trance, and then a smile appeared on her delicately made-up face: "The baby is so good..."

In the eyes of the girl, it was clearly the prelude to the devil starting to torture her.

Sure enough, the next moment, the woman grabbed the girl's first and scarred leg with a smile on her face, and dragged her to the foot of the bed.

The shards of glass all over the floor cut through her exposed skin, drawing bloodstains one after another.

The girl tried her best to shrink her body, her lips were tightly closed, and the tears rolling in her eyes finally fell down uncontrollably.

Among the shocking scars, the girl's face was probably the cleanest part of her body.There were no glaring scars, it was as white and soft as an angel.

Every child is given to parents by God, the kindest, cutest and softest angel in the world.

Her appearance inherited from her father and mother, delicate and lovely, especially sweet when she smiles.Anyone with a little bit of humanity would not have the heart to hurt a little angel like a pink rose blooming in the early morning.

If Ye Wuyou was here, she would definitely recognize it, this is clearly... the shrunken version of Ye Xiao.

"Baby, Mom went to the hospital today." The woman squatted down, and her fingers dyed red Danko lingered and lightly stroked Xiao Ye Xiao's moist face, and suddenly frowned unhappily.

"Why is the baby crying? Didn't mother tell you not to cry? Only bad children cry."

Xiao Yexiao trembled violently, and the place where the woman touched was burning. She knew it was her own illusion, but she still squinted her eyes due to the pain.

"I miss my mother so much." Seeing the woman take out the cigarette and lighter from the drawer, Xiao Ye Xiao's eyes were filled with fear, she rolled and hugged the woman's slender legs, but the next moment she was shocked like an electric shock let go.

"I miss my mother so much, so, so I cried."

The woman turned around, put down the object in her hand, and looked at the little man with disgust and pity.

"What a bad boy." She looked at Xiao Ye Xiao indifferently, her red high heels stepped on the girl's trembling shoulders mercilessly, and rolled around at a slow speed, "Baby, you are lying."

Xiao Yexiao trembled more violently, she was almost overwhelmed by fear, the violent mental fluctuations brought about physical nausea, she suddenly covered her mouth, but because there was not much in her stomach, she couldn't spit out anything.

Xiao Yexiao raised her head in horror, the woman's gloomy and ferocious smile was reflected in her eyes, like a devil, trying to tear her apart and eat her skin and bones.

"No, don't—" Seemingly anticipating what she was about to suffer, Xiao Yexiao yelled shortly, tears streaming down her face, she looked at the tall woman in her eyes imploringly, and reached for it with her thin fingers. The woman's bright red skirt, trembling weak voice seems to be broken in the air: "Mom, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong, I will never lie again, mom, mom—"

"Bad boy," the woman frowned, and gently kicked her away, like kicking away a piece of garbage, her lips were red like blood, saying word by word: "Bad boy...will be punished."

Xiao Yexiao clutched her painful shoulder, her whole body trembling.She seemed to give up begging for mercy, but just hugged herself tightly, letting her tears wet her blood-stained skirt.

Who can come and save me... drive, drive away the demons...

Mom and Dad, why did you leave me, why didn't you take me with you, why did you leave me to this demon?

All the colors in the girl's eyes dimmed, only the empty despair spread infinitely.

The princess is looking forward to her knight in the palm of the devil, and in the dark days and nights, she humbles herself beside the man-eating devil, looking forward endlessly.

But her knight did not come.

It's too late.

What the princess didn't know was that she had no knights at all.So when the devil catches her, there will be no knights to lead her away from this evil castle.

Because... she is not a princess after all.

Just when Xiao Yexiao hugged herself tightly with tears, the woman took out the key and opened another drawer.

There were five bottles of red wine on display, the only gift her lover gave her before his death.

The woman fondled the red wine bottle obsessively, her fingertips slid across a string of characters she didn't recognize, and her eyes stayed on the photos in the exquisite photo frames in the drawer.

Anyone can see that there is a very happy family of three.The man was tall and elegant, and the woman was just herself back then, with extremely gentle eyes, and in her arms was a little girl carved in pink and jade.

The girl and Xiao Ye Xiao look eighty-tenths alike, perhaps because of the genes of the same father.

"My song..." The woman picked up the photo, and kissed the girl on the face. A teardrop silently hit the photo frame, winding down on the smooth glass.

She took out a bottle of red wine and opened it, shaking it slowly, then took out the wine glass and sipped slowly.

The movements are elegant and the manners are myriad, just like a real lady.

In the end, she finished the large bottle of red wine. The woman narrowed her drunken eyes and smiled extremely gently.

She suddenly shattered the wine bottle, and the shattered and splashed glass was like a moderate explosion, scaring the girl in the corner so that she tensed up.

Strong alcohol spread in the small space, Xiao Ye Xiao smelled the smell of alcohol, her eyes suddenly tightened, she stood up staggeringly, stretched out her hand to break the handle, and when she broke the handle, she stumbled and was about to rush out.

But she was so small, how could she be compared to an adult, the woman easily caught her, grabbed her struggling calf, and dragged her in rudely.

The sandals with small pink petals were pulled off by the woman during the struggle, and thrown aside casually, as if carrying a girl's clean and soft soul, they fell alone on the ground full of debris.

"Baby, mother loves you, how can you run around so disobedient to mother's words?" The woman picked out the sharpest fragment, picked up Xiao Ye Xiao, and placed it in the middle of the pile of fragments regardless of her plea.

The delicate skin was scratched piece by piece by the sharp glass, Xiaoye Xiao was in great pain, but she didn't dare to cry anymore, she could only endure until her teeth bit her lips until blood came out.

"Disobedient children should be punished." The woman gently combed the broken hair on Xiao Ye Xiao's forehead, and her tone was extremely gentle: "Then write a bad child on the baby. Next time the baby sees When you reach these three words, you can no longer lie."

Xiao Yexiao closed her eyes tightly in despair, her voice was crying: "No, Mom, I was wrong, don't—"

The sharp glass pierced her skin, Xiao Ye Xiao almost died from crying, and there was only a smell of blood in her nose.

The viscous blood night was like the flowers of sin, and she, shrouded in despair, seemed to die.

Ye Xiao was indeed dragged away from her dream by the strong smell of blood.

She just opened her eyes, and there were still tears on her face, but there was a warm body on her body.

Ye Xiao was stunned for a few seconds, and finally realized what happened. She moved her hands and touched the sticky blood on the man's body.

The scorching breath sprayed on her neck, and the man covered her tightly, and threw herself firmly on the ground, but her large back was exposed.

Ye Xiao raised her eyes, and saw a masked man in her sight, who was holding that magical broken hook in the second class, and grabbed Ye Wuyou's back.

Oh shit--

She couldn't help swearing, rolled Ye Wuyou in her arms, barely avoiding the hook.The sticky blood on his hands was so hot that Ye Xiao even felt that his hands were going to burn.

She was so angry that her seven orifices were filled with smoke, her pale complexion turned a little rosy, she glanced at the sword in Ye Wuyou's hand, and took it away without hesitation.

Dense bloodshots suddenly appeared in her eyes like cracks, and the biting wind picked up her soft hair, blowing away the restlessness.

It was probably because the blood in her hands was too sticky and hot, and the temperature that made her feel at a loss was almost burning her.Ye Xiao's rationality, which hadn't returned much, suddenly disappeared, her eyes were terribly red, the corners of her lips twitched, and she smiled evilly for no reason.

"My people dare to move?" She seemed to be talking to herself, the blood flowed from her fingers to the snow-white blade, which was extremely coquettish and strange.

Everyone at the scene stopped at the same time. For some unknown reason, the unprovoked sense of crisis suddenly erupted from the smiling woman holding the sword, which made people feel horrified and unable to move.

Under the bright moonlight, the smile on Ye Xiao's lips deepened.Her eyes swept over all the living things with a real pressure, and then turned the weapon in her hand, her eyebrows were slightly lowered, and she seemed to sneer casually: "Damn, you."

The author has something to say: the writing is so sad woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

What should I do if I am sad?

Write math homework! ! !Write math!Learn math!I'm dying in math!

Ah, so sad.

I still have to write when I am sad, I am not happy.

So sad... Only book reviews can comfort me (willful face)

Do you give it or not, give it or not!snort!

Well, if you don’t give it to me, I still love you...

Thank you little angels for your book reviews~ And, although this article has been written in a daze, I still love it!

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