New Liang Zhu's Dream of Huang Liang

Liang Shanbo still struggled, but Ma Wencai carried him all the way to the gate of Shengmen, and put him down: "Shanbo! Listen to me! You are not dead yet, you are just trapped here, waiting for you to get out Everything will be alright! I have done too many things to be sorry for you in my life, and this is the only thing that can help you—you, you have to live a good life! Yingtai is still waiting for you outside!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Wen pushed Liang Shanbo out without giving Liang Shanbo a chance to speak.

Liang Shanbo was shocked. When he fell out of the door, he saw the path under Ma Wencai's feet dissipate. Ma Wencai gradually disappeared with the golden light. He only had time to grab a rag from Ma Wencai's sleeve.

Sitting cross-legged, Ma Xiaomei opened her eyes, and the anger in Ma Wencai gradually subsided. Between him and Liang Shanbo, there was a scale floating in the air. The side of the scale near Ma Wencai seemed to contain something sinking to the lowest point. Ma Xiaomei controlled the scale. Changing the direction, something seemed to flow from the balance tray to Liang Shanbo in the void.

At the moment when the balance reached balance, Marvin took his last breath, and his chest didn't rise or fall anymore.On the other side, the talisman on Liang Shanbo's face was suddenly blown up by his breath, and Liang Shanbo began to breathe again.

When Zhu Yingtai rushed over with Sijiu, she saw such a miraculous scene.

Ma Xiaomei put away the scale before they saw it, and said flatly: "It's just right, take him away." She pointed at Liang Shanbo.

Sijiu rushed over and lifted the talisman paper that trembled with his breath, crawled on his chest and listened carefully, and after a long time, he shouted in surprise: "He is breathing and his heart is beating! Young Master, Young Master, is he really alive? Miss Zhu! Ma Wencai really saved the young master!" Sijiu was about to kowtow to Ma Wencai, but Zhu Yingtai had already felt Ma Wencai's pulse.There was still warmth in his body, and he lay there as if he was asleep, with a smile on his lips, as if he was having a sweet dream.However, he was not angry at all, let alone had a pulse.

Zhu Yingtai held back her tears and asked, "Mr. Ma..."

"As you can see, I exchanged my own vitality for Liang Shanbo to come back to life."

Zhu Yingtai opened her mouth. She wanted to say why Ma Xiaomei was so cruel, but she was really shocked that Ma Xiaomei had such unpredictable abilities. Is this a power that humans can master?How could she say Marvin was stupid?After all, he saved Liang Shanbo.

Ma Xiaomei bent down and hugged Ma Wencai, and said with a smile: "I will come forward to dissolve the marriage between the Ma family and the Zhu family. In the future, whether you live or die, whether you are good or bad, has nothing to do with the Ma family! Take care of each other! I think, big brother I still hope you will be happy.”

"Host, what are you going to do with Ma Wencai? Can Liang Zhu turn into a butterfly?"

"Don't pretend! I don't know your little thoughts? This is what Marvin wanted to do. No matter how dissatisfied the heavens of this world are, they can't do anything to us. This time, you should get a lot of energy. ?”

The system happily digested the energy absorbed before, and praised her: "Host, you are so capable! Now we can make up for some of the energy we lost before! Tell me, how did this Marvin think of exchanging his life for Liangshan?" Bob survived?"

"Probably... because of love."

"Love? I'll just say it! This really is a world full of love!"

"Brotherly love is not love?"

"Host, just be stubborn! Bet on one point of understanding, this is true love!"

"You are really cunning, you win from left to right, why bother me!"

"Yes yes yes! No matter if it is brotherly love or any kind of love, it can be called love anyway, but I will give it to you as a sympathy! In the last world... that... I'm sorry..."

"Two health points!"

"Don't go too far, host..."

In the end, the system changed two health points for the host.

The sword spirit guarded Ma Wencai's sleeping bed, and couldn't help poking Ma Wencai's face: "Miss, when will this young master wake up?"

Ma Xiaomei smiled: "He will come back naturally when he wakes up from the dream."

Jian Ling sighed exaggeratedly, and while fanning the cattail leaf fan vigorously to make tea, Jian Xin couldn't help complaining: "What dream? I haven't woken up after sleeping for half a year?!"

Ma Xiaomei squinted her eyes comfortably against the wind, looked down at the white clouds and mist that surrounded the mountainside, and plucked the strings in her hand: "That... must be a sweet dream..."

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It's over here, and there is a little extra, telling the story of Ma Wencai's dream.