Chapter 217: Living is troublesome

When Murong Cheng came back, Mu Zi was sitting on the steps at the entrance of the Xiaoyang Mansion and waiting for him, her knees curled up, like a homeless ghost, looking very pitiful.
The thick black hair was scattered and fell to the ground, her skin was white as snow, and her big eyes were hollow. Her expression was dazed, until Murong Cheng walked in front of her without responding.
Murong Cheng was very distressed seeing her like this, and immediately hugged her.
Touching her cold skin, Murong Cheng was not only distressed, but also annoyed, and said solemnly: "You don't want to die if you dress like this and sit outside?"
Mu Zi stretched out his hand and gently pressed his lips, motioning him not to speak. Her fingers are also cold.
Mu Zi took Murong Cheng to the back of the house.
The man's corpse was still lying there, Mu Zi was afraid of the golden light, did not dare to get too close, just stood in the distance and explained to Murong Cheng: "I don't know he will fall to death..."
She wanted to explain everything clearly, but her tongue was heavy and it was difficult to make a sound.
Murong Cheng took off his coat and put it on her, holding her in his arms, "I know it all."
After receiving Mu Zi's call, Murong Cheng rushed back. He checked the surveillance video at home on the road, and he could see exactly what happened.
He also saw Mu Zi fall down strangely beside the man, and after a while, he sat up strangely.
His heart burned with anger. He was carefully nurtured like a treasure, but was "stunned" by such a person who didn't know the so-called. Murong Cheng couldn't wait to slash the man on the ground!
He picked up Mu Zi and returned to the house, went to the bathroom to fill a full jar of hot water, stripped Mu Zi's clothes a few times, and put her in the hot water.
The girl's long black hair was immersed in the water, entwined with the snow-white enchanting figure, black and white, and beautiful like a fairy in the water, but Murong Cheng couldn't give birth to the slightest thoughts, he only had distress at the moment.
"Don't be afraid, I'll take care of the rest." He gently touched her cold cheek, then turned and walked out.
Mu Zi wanted to say that she was not afraid.
But the body was frozen stiff, and the opening and closing of the lips became extremely difficult.
Forget it... just let him think I am afraid. Normal girls should be afraid of such things.
Mu Zi thought this in her heart, and sank her body into the water.
She was actually just stiff.
It's like wearing an unfit shoe, no matter how you adjust your pace, you can't get out of a natural posture.
Mu Zi feels exactly like this now.
She stroked her chest, where the heartbeat was slow and the blood flowed slowly.
She will be cold, not only because of the low temperature in the cold night, but also because her blood is also getting cold.
The hot water allowed her to find some body temperature, but it was not enough. Mu Zi felt that she really needed a good rest...
...
Murong Cheng went downstairs and Wang Zhan happened to come in.
"It's finished?" Murong Cheng asked. He looked gloomy, obviously in a very bad mood.
Wang Zhan became more cautious and replied in a low voice: "The person was not dead. He knocked his head on a rock when he fell. It was a coincidence that he fell on the temple and was in shock and coma. If he was sent to rescue, maybe Can pick up a life."
If you don't send it to rescue, naturally you will have to wait for death.
Murong Cheng didn't have the kindness to save people, this kind of scum, even if he died a hundred times, was not enough to relieve his hatred.
"Get the people under your hands to clean it up," he said with a frown.
Wang Zhan nodded hurriedly, knowing that this meant not keeping alive. Then he hesitated and asked: "Then...what should I do with the one who left?"
Dealing with the dead is not troublesome, the troublesome ones are always the living.