Fast Transmigration: All male protagonists have been blackened

Chapter 140 The black bandit wants to marry me (37)

Wu Niang hurriedly ran out of the house when she heard the shout. She must have been giving people acupuncture just now, so she still had a silver needle in her hand.

Seeing the dying Sister-in-law Luo being carried over, her expression changed greatly and she rushed forward.

"Put people down quickly! Go inside and get my medicine box out!"

Following Wu Niang's two orders, the panic-stricken people finally found their backbone, and quickly put the bed board carrying Mrs. Luo on the ground according to the abundance.

Then give Wu Niang a distance of about one meter so that she can check on Mrs. Luo's situation.

When Mu Xiaoxiao and Luo Ci came out, what they saw was the scene where bandits surrounded the yard with water.

Although he couldn't see what was going on inside, Mu Xiaoxiao had somewhat guessed what Luo Yuer and the others were saying just now.

At this point, a stone hanging in my heart fell to the ground.

The fear is that Wu Niang will not make a move.

Not long after she came out, she was discovered by some bandits, who stared at her fiercely and gritted their teeth.

Asked: "What on earth did you do to Sister-in-law Luo?!"

"You vicious woman! I knew you had bad intentions yesterday!"

Questions and accusations rushed towards Mu Xiaoxiao, Luo Ci quickly dodged to protect Mu Xiaoxiao, and refuted those insulting remarks one by one.

Mu Xiaoxiao patted Luo Ci's shoulder reassuringly, "Ah Ci, let me go."

Luo Ci was shocked, "Miss, don't go!"

"It's okay, they dare not do anything to me."

The attitude of the male lead was already obvious yesterday, even though these bandits want to tear her apart now, because there is an invisible male lead in front of her as a backer.

Before the male protagonist said anything, even Wu Niang, who had a high prestige in the village, did not dare to deal with her openly.

Luo Ci refused to move away, Mu Xiaoxiao could only push her away.

She walked over under the fierce eyes of a group of people, "Get out of the way."

Someone sneered, "Just save yourself, what do you want to do in this kind of time?!"

"I've already gone to call the boss. You are a vicious woman. When the boss comes, he will take care of you. You still want to marry our boss, you're just dreaming!"

Wu Niang's anxious voice suddenly came from inside, "Hurry up, hurry up! Go and take out my treasured ginseng whiskers."

This time someone hesitated, "Wu Niang, that ginseng whisker is so precious... Mrs. Luo is dying, is it used on her—"

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Wu Niang, "You can still find the ginseng whiskers, but you only have one life, go get it!"

Mu Xiaoxiao's face darkened. She knew that Sister-in-law Luo could not die today no matter what, otherwise it would be very detrimental to her future performance.

She no longer made excuses with the reader in front of her, and stretched out her hand to push the person away, trying to force her way in.

But don't look at the bandits who seem to be a mass of loose sand, but at this time they guard her tightly.

Mrs. Luo's heart-piercing cough came out like a flashback, and it probably won't last long.

Just when Mu Xiaoxiao was about to exchange for the half-minute collective body talisman in pain, Xiao Yechen, who was told that something had happened here, hurried over when he was dealing with business.

Xiao Yechen is not the original hero Fu Chen, so of course he obeys Mu Xiaoxiao unconditionally.

As soon as she arrived, she understood her intention of going in to save people, and scolded everyone who stood in front of her with a sullen face.

Mu Xiaoxiao heaved a sigh of relief, and ran to Mrs. Luo.

Mrs. Luo's complexion is very ruddy now, and it looks like she has returned to life, but it is definitely not that simple.

"Get out of the way!"

Wu Niang, who was pushed away, was stunned, and just about to say a few words to bring the rhythm of the crowd, Xiao Yechen blocked her and Mu Xiaoxiao like a mountain.

　The more you write, the more ugly it becomes. Many babies are gone, crying
　　
　
(End of this chapter)