Chapter 89: 1.089 self-blame

Chapter 89 1.089 Self-blame
I stayed up all night for a moment, and saw the little girl look like she was in a magic barrier, and hurriedly made a salute. She even called a few times, "Little master!"
Arbor's eyes Guangsen fell coldly on the flesh-blooded old cricket on the ground, and there were no shadows in the dark eyes.
"Little, little master." The expression of staying up late changed slightly, raising his voice slightly, dragging the tree out of his emotions.
The little hands clenching their rulers loosened instantly, and the frosty little face eased a little. She turned her head to look at the anxious black boy and nodded, "I'm fine, You dispose of the body without revealing a trace of it. "
"Yes." He nodded all night, lifted the old corpse's body smartly, left manually, and sprinkled a little white powder on the ground.
A pool of blood dried up quickly and disappeared, and the courtyard seemed to return to its former calm.
But Qiao Mu's heart never calmed down.
She looked down at the little tiger brother lying in the corner with her eyes closed, and closed the small fists on both sides, holding it subconsciously.
She was very clear that the hemostasis on the surface of the chest was not very useful. The old woman's head-on blow caused serious wounds to the little tiger brother's internal organs, and I am afraid no one can cure it in this small village.
"Little master, this little brother is a little bit injured, maybe he can't live ..." Staying up late knowing that the little girl was upset and wanted to reassure her.
Qiaomu nodded his head and interrupted his words, "Go ahead."
"Yes." Staying up late and taking the old woman to take two steps.
Just listening to the little slang-like voice of the little girl behind him, "It's troublesome for you ... I'll be careful next time ..."
Staying up late for a while, stopping for a few seconds, somehow, my mood was a little complicated. At a young age, the expression that was revealed casually was like going through decades of vicissitudes of world affairs, and it looked uncomfortable.
Staying up all night holding a fist, throwing down the sentence "Subordinates are not afraid of trouble", he took the old corpse's body, slammed on the eaves, and disappeared after a few vertical drops.
Qiao Mu moved the unconscious Qiao Hu into the room, sitting alone on the child's bedside for a long time, the cold little hand held the boy's slightly rough palm.
"Little tiger." Qiao Mu's voice couldn't help choking, and she clutched at the boy's hand, her heart filled with sadness. Is this life? In the last life, the tiger was bitten into pieces by the corpse corpse. The second uncle joined the action team. He took tasks around to kill the corpse to avenge his son, but died in a fifth-level mission.
Originally thinking about this life, they must do whatever they can to change the destiny of their father and son, but did not expect ...
It was her ignorance of her fault that she should not let Xiao Hu stay outside the door, and she should not rush out of Taoyuan's heart. The prince had reminded her before that it was her ignorance that harmed herself, it was her. Blame her!
Qiaomu sat with his head down on the bed, clasped the boy ’s hands, closed his eyes against his forehead, and struck the forehead with his little hand. He did n’t notice that the little hand that was holding the boy was scattered. Green light.
"Master, don't abuse yourself anymore, this boy has a little wound that you could heal with a golden needle before."
Qiao Mu looked up in surprise and looked around, except for Qiao Hu, who was snoring on the bed, only she was in the room. Who? Who is speaking!
(End of this chapter)