My magic stick is going to heaven!

Chapter 123 Lucky Moonlight

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骨？

The solemn look on Wen Changlang's face became more serious as he frowned, and now there were no clues.

His feet trembled, and the scene changed suddenly. Wen Changlang opened his eyes, and met Shang Yanzhou's worried eyes. He looked straight into the depths of Shang Yanzhou's eyes, where it was always dark and cold. But at this moment, it became bright because of his reflection.

"Are you okay?"

Shang Yanzhou stepped forward with a worried face, pinching Wen Changlang's shoulders with both hands, frowning.

Wen Changlang shook his head and said with a smile:

"It's okay, I just want to do something when I see you."

Shang Yanzhou raised his eyes: "What... um!"

Wen Changlang kissed him without warning, and he was knocked back two steps.

Enthusiasm, eagerness, with a sense of unease and faint trembling.

Feeling the random biting on his lips, the tingling sensation, with occasional pain.

Shang Yanzhou sighed, put his arms around his thin waist, regained the initiative, closed his eyes, tossed and lingered, and pried open his trembling teeth, Shang Yanzhou's movements became more and more out of control.

At this time, Shang Yanzhou felt the body in his arms go limp without warning, but fortunately, he reacted quickly, hugged the person tightly in his arms, and led him to squat down slowly.

"Wen Long Corridor? Wen Long Corridor?"

With the help of the pouring moonlight, Shang Yanzhou's trembling hands gently wiped the blood on Wen Changlang's face. His face, which was as flawless as white jade, was stained with dirty blood.

Shang Yanzhou felt very displeased.

Have a good sleep, I may not be able to help you with some things, but I can still bring you home.

Turning around and taking a look at Xiaobai who was dying, Shang Yanzhou's face flashed with determination.

He turned Wen Changlang's body and put it on his back, then took off his coat, put his hand in front, fixed it with the coat to prevent him from slipping, and then wrapped his hand around the back to support his body.

Picking up Xiaobai in one hand, he stepped firmly out of the cemetery step by step. No matter how far the road ahead is, as long as he takes a step, he will lose a step.

The wind blew past, blowing away the strong smell of blood, following Shang Yanzhou's footsteps, the blood on the ground was dazzlingly red, looking back, Shang Yanzhou's blood-stained lips suddenly tightened, and then he did not Turning his head hesitantly, he quickened his pace and continued to walk outside.

This cemetery is located on the outskirts of Shenzhen, halfway up the mountain. It must have been abandoned for a long time and no one took care of it, so I didn't meet anyone along the way.

I don't know how long he walked, Shang Yanzhou's footsteps slowed down a lot, and every step he took became heavier. Even so, he was still like a walking statue, his whole body was motionless, only his feet were firmly moving slowly with.

Passing through a huge and dense seedling forest, Shang Yanzhou saw the first sun rising today, which was warm and warm.

When the crowd rushed up, he used his last bit of strength to say a word:

"Business Mansion"

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Opening his eyes, what Shang Yanzhou saw was an infinitely magnified face.

Shang Yanzhou: "...Grandpa, what are you doing..."

"Wake up, wake up! The doctor is here!"

When Mr. Shang yelled, a bunch of doctors in white rushed over, wanting to reprimand, but because of the identity of the other party, he could only lower his tone and persuade:

"Mr. Shang, Mr. Shang is fine. It's just a strained tendon and some fatigue. He'll be fine when he wakes up. So keep your voice down a little so as not to scare the patient."