What should I do if the salted fish cannon fodder mistakenly raised the villain as a cub?

Song Xianzhi's eyelids, which had just been soothed, twitched rapidly again.

His intuition told him that what Guan Er did was not just acting like a baby, nor was he joking, but was serious about seeking a reward from him.

Could it be that he really has any surprises for himself?

perhaps……

Song Xianzhi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and almost all the emotions of Qiji were displayed on his face.

Guan Er saw his look of anticipation but couldn't believe it, with a blunt pain in his heart, raised his hand to hold his face and rubbed it gently, then picked the corner of his mouth that couldn't help drooping, and comforted him : "Song Song, don't be sad..."

Mrs. Song Xianzhi wanted to know, so she laughed very cooperatively.

Guan Er grabbed his hand and rubbed it against his soft ear, but didn't speak.

After a while, he raised his head again, his expression no longer had the smile just now, but a rare frown.

"Song Song, actually that day..." He hesitated, not knowing what to say.

Song Xianzhi's heartbeat stopped for a moment, and the dull pain in his heart was aroused again.

What Guan Er would say next, he had almost predicted it.

But what are the two results, he is not sure.

Seeing Song Xianzhi's complexion turn pale, Guan Er finally gritted his teeth with determination, intending to tell the truth directly about the long-term pain rather than the short-term pain.

He let go of Song Lianzhi's hand, took a few steps back, sat cross-legged on the bed, and silently stimulated the aura in his body.

There was a sudden chill in the room, and a sweet and greasy fragrance floated.

Song Xianzhi's eyes were wet, and he looked over suspiciously.

The eight tails behind Guan Er were floating in the aura soaring into the sky, and he closed his eyes tightly, already in meditation.

As time passed, beads of sweat covered his forehead, and his ears shrugged softly.

Song Xianzhi didn't know what he was going to do, but when he saw the pain on his face, he stood up to protect him.

The clean and gentle spiritual power wrapped around him, neutralizing his sharp aura, but in the blink of an eye, his frowning brows were smoothed away.

After a cup of tea, the surrounding fragrance suddenly increased, Song Xianzhi opened his eyes, and saw Guan Er holding his heart and spit out a mouthful of blood.

With a wow, I looked over with teary eyes.

One of the titles of Song was anxious, and quickly shouted: "Xiao Hao, hurry to find Wang Yingzi!"

Xiao Hao responded, then turned around and ran out the door quickly.

Guan Er spat out blood and coughed violently for a while.

Behind him, one of the snow-white and beautiful eight tails has been broken, leaving only the remaining seven weakly shaking.

He quietly stretched out his hands to gather them together, and stuffed the broken tail into the quilt beside him, without letting Song Lianzhi see it.

Song Xianzhi fed him water and the elixir to replenish qi and blood, and then asked: "How did you do it? You suddenly fell into samadhi, and you didn't tell me the reason!"

Guan Er's face was white, but she still endured the pain and acted like a baby: "I'm fine, Song Song—"

"I... I rescued that kid Yan Shu." After he finished speaking, he straightened up again, emphasizing: "I didn't lie to you, really!"

"So! Song Song can reward me now..."

As soon as the voice fell, the window on the side was suddenly broken open.

The splintered pieces of wood shot into the opposite door like flying knives, and under the sunlight, a large cloud of fine dust was stirred up.

A black figure quietly came to the bed and knelt down at their feet.

The movement was so great, but Song Xianzhi turned a deaf ear to it.

Now his mind is full of what Guan Er said, and his body is in a tense spasm, unable to extricate himself.

Until Guan Er squeezed his palm and said softly: "Song Song, it's Xiaoshu who came back..."

Song Xianzhi, who was in a trance, turned his eyes stiffly, and looked at the figure beside the bed.

The figure did not have a face, the face was flat and black, and it could only be discerned that it was a human figure, and in the palm of this human figure lay a translucent bead.

Guan Er pulled Song Xianzhi off the bed, picked up the bead, and crushed it with a little force.

The white powder flew into the air and then disappeared.At the same time, a dazzling beam of light fell, and when I looked again, there was already a thin body in front of the bed.

After seeing it clearly, tears flowed out in an instant, and melted into the black skirt without leaving any traces.

The moment the bead was taken away, the black shadow turned into a wisp of black air and penetrated into Guan Er's body.Afterwards, Guan Er's complexion became much better visible to the naked eye.

Song Xianzhi didn't notice this, and now his eyes are full of villains covered in blood scabs on the bed.

If it wasn't for that tiny breath, Song Xianzhi couldn't believe that Xiao Shu was really still alive.

The current appearance of Yan Shu is too scary, just looking at it makes people feel shocking.

He was still in a coma, his clothes had long been torn into pieces, and deep scars could be seen everywhere on his originally fair and tender skin.

The blood that flowed out had solidified and turned into black scabs, dotted with spots, staining his palm-sized face.

On the right eye covered by the hair, there was a piece of blackness, blood and flesh could no longer be distinguished, and one leg and one arm had been bitten and only bones remained.

Song Lianzhi's legs and feet went limp, and he knelt down. He put his head on the bed, but the raised fingertips couldn't land on him no matter what.

Because he was afraid that if he moved a little, it would make the tortured person on the bed even more painful.

Fortunately, he is still alive, but because of the bone-eating pain he endured, he resented God and Heaven.Song Zhizhi was grateful, but at the same time greedily thought, why can't it be better?

But care about gains and losses, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, none of them in the authorities can tell.

Xiao Hao quickly called Wang Yingzi, and behind them was Yun Ling who hadn't seen him for a long time.

Song Lianzhi stood up, pulled Xiao Hao, who was still unclear, into his arms in a panic, and obediently bowed to Yun Ling, calling out: "Master..."

Yunling glanced at the person on the bed, then patted his head, and said softly, "Go out first, and leave the rest to us."

Song Xianzhi naturally believed in Yun Ling, he sniffed, nodded with red eyes, and went out with Xiao Hao and Guan Er.

After Guan Er adjusted his breath, his condition has improved a lot, but looking at Song Xianzhi's absent-minded state, with his active temperament, he doesn't know how to coax people, afraid that what he said will poke people's pain points , In the end, he simply said nothing.

Xiao Hao also squatted quietly at the side, very sensible and didn't ask anything.

In fact, the moment he entered the door, he already smelled the smell of blood and vaguely saw the figure on the bed.

But even though he was full of questions, he still didn't ask them out, because he knew that doing so would only increase the sadness of the senior brother.

He wanted to be obedient, and he didn't want his senior brother to be sad again.

None of the three spoke, until a quarter of an hour later, the door of the room that had been locked was finally pushed open.