Found a loyal dog

It stands to reason that she has no right to ask who or what Murong wants to do with, but Mu Xiong just feels uncomfortable.This feeling came too fast and was inexplicable, but before Mu Xiong pondered it carefully, the body had already acted before the consciousness.

Murong only thought she was curious, so she came to ask, but she couldn't explain everything to Mu Xiong in the conversation just now. It doesn't matter if she came out 800 years ago, but Jiang Xin doesn't necessarily want to come out.

Murong thought for a while, and then briefly summed it up: "Just chatted a little bit about homework."

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized that Mu Xiong was unhappy again. Although he was still expressionless, Murong could feel Mu Xiong's subtle emotional changes.

Did she say something wrong just now?Murong tilted his head to look at Mu Xiong, and asked directly: "Are you unhappy?"

Can you chat so happily while talking about family life and still laugh like that?Mu Xiong pursed his lower lip and denied it flatly: "No."

Murong knew it would be useless to ask more questions, so he nodded and stopped talking, and concentrated on his way.

Mu Xiong felt even more unhappy.

Murong's perfunctory made her irritated, she didn't know how to explain it, so she didn't expect Murong to continue asking, but when Murong really didn't ask, she felt inexplicably lost.

Jiang Xin, who was driven away, rode back slowly, Mu Xiong pulled his face down, and gave Jiang Xin a not-so-pleasant look.

Jiang Xin faced Mu Xiong's cold gaze, his face was still bright and his smile was the same as before.The eyes of the two met and collided in the air, and within a short distance, it seemed that they had engaged in a silent contest, and neither of them was willing to admit defeat first.

Jiang Xin smiled and glanced at Mu Xiong, who was obsessed with the authorities, and then at Murong, who was oblivious, and wrote on the paper: "You two came together today, did you sleep together yesterday? You two have such a good relationship, Tired of being together every day."

On the surface, she extended her hand and handed the paper to Murong to read, but Mu Xiong, who was interposed between the two of them, would definitely see the words on the paper.

Murong said: "Haha, I'm her benefactor, I pay for her food and shelter, she doesn't have to get tired of being with me."

Saying this in front of everyone is equivalent to scolding Mu Xiong for nothing in a disguised form. Mu Xiong's face turned blue and white as if he had been slapped.

After all, Murong is different from the people who lived in the world of female deities since childhood. What is imprinted in her bones is the idea of ​​equality between men and women, so even if she noticed the sudden change in Mu Xiong's face, she did not link the reason with herself at all.

Murong asked Mu Xiong, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Mu Xiong pursed his lips, and took a look at Murong.

There were too many emotions in those eyes, the easiest ones to distinguish were sorrow and unwillingness, Murong stared blankly, opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, when she realized, Mu Xiong had already led the horse.

Murong looked dazedly at Jiang Xin for an answer, Jiang Xin spread his hands and shrugged, expressing that he didn't know.

As the evening approached, a few people had already entered the town between Degu Town and Jusuo Town. Wang Qi was weak, and it was barely enough to survive until this time, so Zhang Lin ordered to rest, and the few people found a nearby inn to stay.

Murong, Mu Shao and Mu Xiong shared a room, Li Zi and Zhang Lin shared a room, Wang Qi was a man, so naturally he slept in a room alone, and the rest of Jiang Xin could only share a room alone.

Murong was still thinking about the complicated eyes Mu Xiong looked at her when he was on the way. In Murong's impression, Mu Xiong was always calm and introverted. He would not make a move when he was very angry, and he had a strong self-esteem as a woman, like "sorrow" Mu Xiong would definitely not do this kind of expression that often appears on men.

Which sentence offended Mu Xiong?Murong thought about it for a long time but couldn't find the crux of the matter, instead he thought of Mu Xiong's straightened but more lonely back when he left in anger. It was rare and he felt guilty.

Murong packed his bags with anxiety, it was still early, and Mu Shao was already so tired that he fell asleep.

Mu Xiong is also packing his clothes.In fact, there was nothing to clean up. Before they went out, none of them expected that the day of returning home would be delayed because of the mission, and there were very few things they brought.

Murong covered Mu Shao with the quilt, and he couldn't find anything to distract his attention, so he still had to face what he had to face.

Murong turned around hesitantly, and Mu Xiong was standing two steps away from her, asking her as if nothing had happened: "Want to go shopping?"

She was the one who taught Mu Xiong the word shopping yesterday, but she only mentioned Mu Xiong once and remembered it.Murong was in a daze for a moment, Mu Xiong's expression was unexpectedly normal, the previous uneasiness and uneasiness seemed to be just her own sentimentality.

This kind of atmosphere made Murong feel that it was unreal, and his reply was a beat behind: "...Oh, good."

Maybe Mu Xiong's frail appearance stimulated Murong too much. Murong, who has always been keen on shopping, was not interested in walking side by side with Mu Xiong in the busy street. Looking at the past, the dazzling array of goods in the shop became a thing of the past. A single color without shape.

The person who proposed to go shopping walked without looking sideways.

Murong pretended to be looking at the shops on the street, but actually observed Mu Xiong's expression out of the corner of his eye, thinking about what to say to break the silence.

Unexpectedly, Mu Xiong spoke first: "Do you like petite women very much?"

"Ah..." Murong reacted for a second, and said honestly, "I have no preference for height, the main thing is to have a good figure, of course it's best not to be too ugly."

That Jiang Xin seems to have a pretty good figure, □□... Mu Xiong lowered his eyes: "What about Susu?"

"Susu?" Murong heard her mentioning this person coldly, and for a moment thought he had heard it wrong, "She has a good figure, after all, she is my goddess. Why did you suddenly think of asking this? Aren't you usually the most disgusted and broken sleeves?" related topic?"

Mu Xiong paused for a long time, but in the end he didn't answer directly, but said a completely irrelevant sentence: "When I recover my memory, I will definitely thank you a lot."

Her whole body seemed to be shrouded in an impalpable black mist, and her delicate eyebrows and eyes faintly floated behind the mist, as if they would disappear in the next second.

Murong suddenly had the illusion that Mu Xiong's eyes were more sorrowful than the black mist, thinking of what he said before Mu Xiong's mood changed this afternoon, a flash of inspiration came to his mind.

Murong suddenly realized: "It turns out that you have been bothering about this matter, alas, you don't have to feel guilty, I can support you until you recover your memory!"

Mu Xiong pursed his lips tightly and didn't speak.

The two had different thoughts, talking while walking, no one paid attention to where they went for a while, when the excited crowd dispersed them, Murong was still waiting for Mu Xiong's answer.

The turbulent crowd was comparable to the turbulent sea waves, and Murong was like a solitary boat, involuntarily following the direction of the flow of people.

The waves came and went quickly, the crowd burst into cheers, everyone shouted excitedly, Murong managed to stand still, the first thing he did was to look for Mu Xiong, and when he looked around, he found Mu Xiong standing in front of him. On the high platform of Mido.

Mu Xiong was pushed onto the stage by the crowd, and was even pushed from behind at the end, and fell face down on the high platform. Fortunately, the high platform was covered with a bright red carpet, so his skin was not scratched.

Mu Xiong got up from the ground, and before he could figure out the situation in front of him, he noticed a small sound of breaking through the air from behind him, and the thing came menacingly and directly attacked Mu Xiong's heart.

As if some kind of switch had been pressed, the blood in Mu Xiong's body was boiling, but her brain was surprisingly calm. She kicked back with force from her ankles, made a beautiful somersault in the air, and landed lightly.

A sharp dagger was stabbing at the place where Mu Xiong had just stood, and if he was later, he might have died.