Chapter 89: Visiting Murong

"Master, no matter how the power of life comes, as long as it does not harm you, is it better? And, master, have you promised to treat Qiuyuanyi? With the power of life, for you The treatment must be twice the result with half the effort."
For the source of the power of life, Xiaobai is not very clear, so he can only play haha.
Seeing that Xiao Bai couldn’t say why, Murong’s face didn’t care too much. She got up and patted the corner of the clothes, and the corner of her mouth evoked a mischievous smile.
There is no result in continuing to practice anyway. It’s better to go. Look at my good sister! Don't worry about her previous 'care' of me."
Xiaobai covered his mouth with his little claws and smiled. "Master, she will see you now, probably vomiting blood!"
"This has nothing to do with me." Murong's eyes flashed a sharp glimmer of light. "I didn't intend to do this absolutely, but her good mother made things too great."
"Master, I won't go together." Xiaobai jumped on the shoulders of Murong's face and said, "I still go back to the space first!"
"Alright." Murong nodded and nodded.
Soon, Murong left her yard and walked toward the courtyard where Murong poured snow.
People who met Murong’s face on the way, could not help but lower their identity and prayed toward Murong.
Such a thing has changed since Murong showed his strength. In fact, many people are secretly worried that Murong will look for them to settle accounts. When Murong was still a waste, many of them were bullying her.
Nowadays, in the past, especially after seeing Murong’s face, how to treat Murong’s snow, everyone’s heart is even more ups and downs. No one dares to use the previous attitude to treat Murong.
In the face of the public's show, Murong did not care, but just nodded gently, and went straight.
Soon, Murong leaned into the courtyard of Murong's snow. Those who want to go in to inform after seeing Murong's face, but they were blocked by Murong.
Looking at the yard where Murong poured snow, Murong smirked a sardonic smile. It seems that the strength really represents everything! Murong dumped a snow and could live in such a delicate yard. She lived in a broken yard.
However, although I feel ironic, but Murong's heart is not too much unhappiness.
Soon, she came to the room where Murong poured snow. Without knocking on the door, she pushed the door directly.
In the room -
Murong was half lying on the bed, and his expression looked extraordinarily pale. Liu Mei was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a bowl of medicine in his hand, and was feeding Murong to drink snow.
At this time, Murong snow fell though it looked weak, but because the wound on the face was already better than the majority, the whole person seemed to have a feeling of being sick and beautiful, without the ugly state of the previous few days.
After hearing the opening of the door, Liu Mei and Murong poured snow and looked at the door in the direction of the door. When they saw Murong's face coming in, the faces of the two men were exactly the same, and they completely sinked.
"It seems that you are very unwelcome to me!" Murong smiled and shrugged and shrugged. He said, "I am so kind to see you today."