Chapter 228: Honored death

In the end, they walked silently, leaving behind the painful Xiao Xiao, and Xiao He, who was saddened by the side.
It seems that God feels the sadness of Xiao zero, and feels sad because of the death of Rong.
This is a sunny sky. In the slow sky, there are mushroom-like dark clouds, black pressed, not much later. The dark clouds were pressed against the roof like a large pot, pressed against the top of people's heads, and they were so suffocating.
Thunderstorms suddenly hit, the violent screaming rain, as if crying for Xiao zero, the rain quickly cleared the body of Xiaojue and Rong Rong, the rain also turned into blood, watching the hair on the chest Hey, he has drawn the love of Xiaojue.
"No...! Mother-in-law...!" Xiao Jue cried in tearing voice, clasping his body with his hands tightly.
I don't know how long it took, the invited the pharmacist.
"Too, Prince, Fu Lao seems to be in the house today, we called other alchemists." The little carefully looked at Xiao zero.
The little braved the heavy rain and hurriedly shouted the two pharmacists in the palace.
"No, you all go down!" Xiao said indifferently.
"Yes."
Rong Rong has gone, even if she is old, she can't live anymore. There is no remedy for the resurrection in this world. Even if it is, with their alchemy level, it is not enough.
The two pharmacists who were called, when they saw this situation, shook their heads and then left with the little eunuch.
"Big brother! You still have my brother." Xiao He comforted Xiao Xiao.
Xiao zero looked at Xiao He, nodded, and then picked up Rong Rong and gradually left.
"A good sky, how to say it rains when it rains." Mu Yun looked at the dark sky.
In the carriage, there is a curtain cloud purple, Shangguan Yunyi, and the curtain cloud.
At this moment, the face of Shangguan Yunyi is darker than the dark clouds in the sky, and it is darker than the black pot.
He is a serious and clean person. This carriage does not know how many people have been seated. If it is not in the car, he can't sit inside.
"I don't know," Mu Yun said with a grin.
The voice of Shangguan Yunyi suddenly appeared in the heart of the curtain cloud: "Shantou! I won't be allowed to ride such a carriage in the future, I hate it."
Hey...?
The curtain cloud purple looked back at Shangguan Yunyi, and immediately induced: "Good, good, good, don't take such a carriage in the future, ah~"
After the palace's embarrassment, the curtain cloud purple also knows that Shangguan Yunyi had so many cleanliness. It seems that her understanding of him is not deep enough. Even outsiders know things, she actually knows everything.
But later she will slowly understand him, pay attention to his every move, pay attention to all the habits of his life.
Shangguan Yunyi smiled at the curtain cloud purple and took the curtain cloud into his own arms.
Mu Yunmo only saw it, did he see less in such a situation?
Cold home
Han Ming has been accompanying Shangguan Qingqing.
In this afternoon, Shangguan Qingqing is doing the same nightmare.
"Less Lord! This is the ice cream you want." Xiao Li gently walked into the room, whispering to the cold, said that he was afraid of waking up the little man on the bed.
Han Ming took the ice cream from Xiao Li’s finger and said in a low voice:
Go on! The outside yard is guarded, no one is allowed to come in.

"Yes."
When Xiao Li went out, the cold meditation slowly opened the quilt, and his face was still flushed.