It's the first time today that everyone has lived so comfortably.

Finally, I returned to Sangcheng. Although I haven't returned to the Mu family yet, this inn is the Mu family's property and things are absolutely indispensable.

If there were still people who were seriously injured and had not healed, tonight, such a storm would probably not be able to stop them, and they would have already rushed to the Mu family in the wind and rain.

In fact, Mu Chu himself really wanted to rush back. It was not sick or painful. What is a storm? But unfortunately, he was not sick or painful, but he needed to deal with everyone's illness here.

He pulled a chair and sat down. Mu Chu lowered his eyes and looked at the four seas lying on the bed like Meng Cangyun. The "Baoer" on the drawing paper was just an oval circle, plus a few rough lines. No wonder Meng Cangyun disliked her and said she was too ugly.

However, how could Baoer be so thin?

"According to Qiqi, that little guy is covered in fat, and he will have to spend a lot of effort to lose weight in the future." Mu Chu smiled slightly, took out the needle bag, took out the disinfectant specially configured Qiqi, and disinfected the silver needle bit by bit. "This painting made her too thin."

Meng Cangyun immediately frowned: "Is this too thin?"

Sihai Bugui couldn't help but look at him: "How fat?"

"So fat." Mu Chu said.

The world was helpless. Under Meng Cangyun's dissatisfied and helpless gaze, she slowly polished the drawing paper with her left hand and slowly pushed away the paper that had already drawn a lot of ink.

Meng Cangyun put the drawing paper aside. Whenever he waited for the ink to dry out, he folded it quietly and put it away. Before leaving the next day, he carefully received it in his small box and asked Mu Chu to help her put it in the Qiankun bag.

Sihai Bugui pressed the drawing paper with his left hand, and still held the pen with his right hand, but the brush was softly held by him in his five fingers. In fact, each finger could hardly use any strength, but the five fingers held the pen together, just like when a child first learned to hold a pen, his fingers would not divide the work, but he would only hold the pen with his entire palm and fall down clumsyly with strokes.

This time, it was a round shape that was slightly fatter than the oval just now. It was Baoer's face. As for her small hands and feet, the lines this time were thicker than before, but it was just a few lines.

"I'm so fat, so fat, how can I be a little beauty in the future? No...no, so fat! I'm just a fat girl..."

Mu Chu had a smile hidden in the corner of his lips, but he always felt a little sad in his heart.

Chu Xuanchi's Tiansha hurt his heart meridians and his vital energy, making it extremely difficult to recover.

Even if you can recover in the future, your weathered and frosty body will be to put it bluntly, no one will guarantee how long it will take for the rest of the day, unless you are at ease and don’t work hard to live.

But what a beautiful luxury to ask King Xuan to rest?

Since it is a luxury, how can I think of anything?

But despite this, although Chu Xuanchi took the rest of his life to gamble in order to save Sihai Wugui, he could only restore the heart vein of Sihai Wugui and let him save his life. However, Meng Shiyue, who was completely destroyed by the demon, had his hands, feet and tendons...

Maybe he should think so. He can still hold the pen and barely walk a short distance with Meng Cangyun's support. This is the most perfect miracle.

"Her Father finished painting? It's time to apply a needle." Mu Chu calmed down and thoroughly disinfected the last silver needle to be used.

"No, you can't sleep tonight, and it won't be a problem if you wait a little longer." Meng Cangyun still held his chin, looked at everything Sihai Bugui wrote with interest, and then breathed helplessly, "Why don't that girl leave you with more mahjong? She is occupied by those little ghosts every day, which makes us very bored."

"Will the Queen Mother still be bored when she sees her father painting?" There is a mahjong, which is the bamboo plaque mahjong that Qiqi asked them to make by themselves at the beginning. It was very primitive, but it could still be played with it.

He was just afraid... he was afraid that he would not even be able to pick up mahjong if he didn't return. He would feel uncomfortable at that time.

"Look at how powerful Meng Cangyun's eyes are? He just took a look at him and immediately guessed his thoughts.

Her face darkened, and she said unhappily: "Don't come back, this guy looks down on you, I dislike you that you can't even pick up mahjong, and pat him."

The Sihai really reached out and knocked Mu Chu's head. How dare I not obey my wife if she is destined? No matter whether she can beat her or not, I will talk about it after she is beaten.

Mu Chu coughed softly, the Queen Mother... I don't know how to give people some face when I speak, I look down on you, and I still dislike you! If the Queen's psychological tolerance is not strong enough, I would have changed to someone else's heart, wouldn't she be heartbroken because of her words?

"I won't draw any more." Meng Cangyun didn't want to think so much. Sihai Bugui was her man. She naturally knew better than anyone else about his character.

Putting the drawing paper and pen and ink away, she got up from the bed, looked at Mu Chu and said, "I'll call them, hurry up and apply needles to your father, we'll start the stage tonight."

The storm was still intensifying, and the sound of the wind and rain continued. Finally, even the white-haired man who had been standing outside and unwilling to enter the door was finally pulled in by Meng Cangyun.

As soon as he touched his body, his clothes were wet inside and outside, and even his hair was dripping. Meng Cangyun didn't know whether he should feel distressed or blame him angrily.

This kid is so mean!

Of course she also knew that if it weren't for the fact that he would have been afraid of falling off the horse halfway through the road, if he had changed his former strong physique, he would have arrived at the Mu family at this time.

Several people gathered around the table, and Chu Xuanchi, who was forced by Meng Cangyun to walk into the screen, changed into clean clothes, stared at the original bamboo card on the table with six pairs of eyes, clearly all of them were full of thoughts, but on the surface, they still seemed to be very serious and focused.

Here, it’s probably just Bugui of the Four Seas and Meng Cangyun that really put a lot of effort into playing.

The four seas have to use their hands to hold the bamboo card. Every time they play the card, Meng Cangyun sitting beside him is out. As for the others, Chu Xuanchi stood, Chu Jiangnan, Mu Chu and Wuming sat in the other three positions respectively. Except for Wuming's poor skill, the others have already become familiar with it.

Unexpectedly, even Sihai Bugui and Meng Cangyun's card skills are good. Sometimes Meng Cangyun wants to play cards, and Sihai Bugui will shake his head to stop them. The two of them have business and quality, and they don't look like novices at all.

Time passed by little by little, and the sky became darker little by little. The storm never stopped, but it was a trend of getting bigger and bigger...

"Touch." Mu Chu pressed down two eight-tubes and was about to play the card.

Chu Jiangnan, who was standing beside him, said: "The Queen Mother has three out."

Mu Chu glanced at the card face, and felt embarrassed in his eyes. He quickly glanced at his card face again, and said, "Then... touch three."

I still have two or three pieces on my hand, which is just right.

"You really have no objection?" Meng Cangyun glanced at a few young men with a confused look on her face and couldn't help but rub the corners of her eyebrows.

Sihai Bugui smiled and said helplessly: "Your mother is hitting a whiteboard. She is so young, and they are all in vain."

“…”

It is really so beautiful that it is like a god from the sky. Because I have been following the Queen Mother for a long time, I have no choice but to be dyed very much.

Chu Xuanchi, who was standing behind Mu Chu, pursed his lower lip, and a little disdain flowed through his eyes: "Silly."

Someone immediately became unhappy, looked back at him, and snorted coldly: "It's so amazing, come and try it."

"Come on."

After half an hour, Sihai Bugui threw away the bamboo card in his hand and said impatiently: "Cangyun, sleep with me, don't play anymore."

Chu Xuanchi, who was sitting at his lower position, suddenly turned red. Didn’t he just forget to draw cards? It’s not a big deal. He has lost two cards horizontally and vertically, and one less one is just right. Seventeen cards can also be used to make a fool of himself. What’s the point?

Meng Cangyun was too lazy to continue to mess with these children. Anyway, it was almost the same as the time. At this time, it would be better to sleep with her husband.

The two elders said they would not play anymore, so the others could only get up quickly, pack up their things and let the room back to them.

Unexpectedly, Meng Cangyun had just helped Sihai Bugui sit on the bed. Before the four young men had time to go out, outside, a rapid sound of horse hooves had jumped into everyone's ears.

In such a storm, the sound of horse hooves was not very obvious, but the four people could hear it clearly. Even Meng Cangyun had just reacted and looked up and saw that there were four people in the room?

She sighed lightly, a little helpless.

Sihai Bugui Que lay down, blinking a pair of clear and shiny black eyes at her, whose affectionate eyes were simply fascinating: "Cang Yun."

"Don't seduce me, who knows if he will come in later?" Meng Cangyun pulled the quilt and covered him tightly, so she would not allow his eyes, thin lips and face to show his face. She... wouldn't help but the blood of the beast was boiling...

"With four people accompanying her, where does she have the time to come to see us?" Sihai Bugui struggled under the quilt, and his voice came in a muffled way. He finally pulled the quilt away and exposed his face.

Seeing the woman sitting aside unmoved, he flashed his eyes that were even more moving than the stars and gems, with grievances in his eyes: "Cangyun, you bully me."

Meng Cangyun glanced at him and said nothing.

Covering him with a quilt is also called bullying him, this accusation... However, the pitiful appearance really makes people want to bully him.

What about the four people, maybe...well, can't escape?

The head has not made a decision, the body is no longer under control, and people don’t know when they moved behind the door. In short, they just heard the sound of the door being locked, and the room suddenly turned into pitch black...

The wind and rain are ruthless, washing everything on the ground to the fullest. The heavy rain hits the body, I really don’t know how to describe the taste.

In short, it is uncomfortable, uncomfortable, extremely painful, and painful, just like the body is constantly hit by stones, so painful that it makes people almost even tears fall.

However, when I saw the four clearly standing in unison, leaning on the stone corridor, leisurely watching the stars, enjoying the beautiful scenery of a stormy night, or seemingly just leaving the house, I accidentally saw the beautiful men who came here, and my eyes were almost dazzled by this scene that only seemed to be the beautiful scenery in the sky, Qiqi, who was wet, couldn't help but smile foolishly.
Chapter completed!