Chapter 972: To see people alive and die, to see corpses

The Xiao family mansion in the early morning.

Xiao Anran came to the entrance of the dungeon.

Seeing that it was Xiao Anran, the guard naturally knew the purpose of her arrival, so he took the initiative to open the door: "I have met the eldest lady."

Xiao Anran nodded with satisfaction, then stuffed an envelope to him: "This is for you."

The guard touched the thickness of the envelope and held back his joy and said, "Thank you, Miss, thank you!"

After saying that, he put the envelope into his clothes.

Xiao Anran solemnly ordered: "Remember, this is what my grandfather secretly told me. Don't talk about it, even if my father and others come to ask, you won't be allowed to say it!"

"Miss, don't worry, God knows this, you know me!" said the guard very seriously.

Xiao Anran didn't say anything more and immediately stepped into the dungeon.

After entering the dungeon, she still took a bunch of keys from the guards inside and walked towards the room where Youmo was imprisoned.

At this time, Youmo was still tied with iron chains, and her innate body made her wounds heal slightly. However, because of the lack of spiritual energy in the dungeon, the spiritual energy in her dantian was only one-tenth of which was filled with, and she still felt a little exhausted.

The sound of a series of high heels was getting closer and closer, and Youmo became alert, although she guessed who the person was.

Xiao Anran appeared in front of the iron gate. She hurriedly opened the iron gate, ran towards Youmo, and opened the iron chain for her.

Youmo was relieved and felt extremely comfortable.

Although she was skeptical about Xiao Anran, Xiao Anran's look of worrying about her made her feel very warm inside, although she didn't know if it was pretending.

However, the pain on her wrist made her grit her teeth and her whole body shook.

Xiao Anran held Youmo's arm pity, and the iron chains had worn out the skin on Youmo's delicate wrist, and traces of blood foggy were seeped out.

"Does it hurt?" Xiao Anran asked with heartache.

Youmo had no expression on his face, and then replied calmly: "It doesn't hurt."

Xiao Anran laughed, then began to search for things from his pocket, and said busy, "You girl, you are still pretending to be strong at this time. I look like I feel it hurts. Don't you tell me the truth."

Youmo didn't say anything, but her nose was sour. She just looked at Xiao Anran quietly.

Soon, Xiao Anran took out a small medicine jar made of ceramic.

"This is Jinchuang Medicine, the best in our Xiao family. When we were young, we were naughty and often broke our skin. Grandpa just wiped this for us. It will be cured in less than a day. Come on, I'll wipe it for you."

Xiao Anran said while rubbing ointment on Youmo's wrist.

Youmo only felt a pain coming from his wrist, but then he felt very comfortable, and the pain on his wrist subsided slightly.

"Thank you." Youmo suddenly said this.

Xiao Anran's movements stopped for a moment, and then she continued to wipe Youmo and said with a smile: "So you have feelings too."

Youmo no longer knew how to face the young lady in front of him. If she was acting, it would be a little too obsessed with it.

Xiao Anran used it for a long time before applying Youmo's arms evenly, then she wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "Okay, I think I'll be cured tonight."

Youmo took back her arm and sat against the wall. To be honest, she was already moved inside. This young lady seemed to be really pitying her.

"Why did you treat me like this?" Youmo said softly.

"Because you are Xiao Ming's friend, Xiao Ming and I are not enemies, so you are naturally not my enemy." Xiao Anran sat down with a smile, leaning on Youmo's shoulders.

"Then you can tell me how you met Xiao Ming?" Youmo asked casually.

She hasn't made up her mind to tell Xiao Ming's story yet, but it's good to listen to the story about Xiao Ming.

"This is a long story, where are Xiao Ming and I..."

Xiao Anran talked about what happened to her and Xiao Ming in Suzhou and Hangzhou, without any falsehood. Even if she regarded Xiao Ming as an enemy before, she would express her anger towards Xiao Ming.

"So, you and Xiao Ming do have some connection." After hearing all the stories, Youmo said softly.

"It's not that there is a connection. I'm actually coming back to Yanjing this time because of Xiao Ming's business." After Xiao Anran said this, he slowly stood up.

"For Xiao Ming?" Youmo looked at Xiao Anran suspiciously.

"That's right, but it's still late now, and I'm going back too, otherwise it would be bad for someone to discover that I'm here, so I'll have to ask you to cooperate again." Xiao Anran took the iron chain on the ground helplessly.

Youmo also cooperated to put her hand inside. Due to Jinchuangyao, she could not feel any pain.

Xiao Anran looked back at Youmo, then walked out of the iron gate.

Youmo looked at Xiao Anran's back quietly, and then suddenly shouted: "You...don't ask me about Xiao Ming today?"

Xiao Anran was stunned for a moment, then turned around and smiled, "If you don't want to talk, I won't force you, but I believe that people's hearts are full of flesh. We treat each other with sincerity. When you completely trust me one day, I believe you will tell me."

After saying this, Xiao Anran slowly walked away.

Youmo stood there stupidly, smiled bitterly and said to himself: "If...you ask me, I will tell you now."

...

At this time, Xiao Ming's villa.

Nie Yuanzhong paced back and forth in the house alone. Xiao Ming went out early in the morning, but now it was already 1:30 at night and still hasn't come back.

"Can you be Grandmaster Xiao Ming..."

Nie Yuanzhong didn't dare to think about it. If something happened to Xiao Ming again, what should he do with his strength and status?

Just when he was at a loss, something came from the yard and he quickly opened the door.

Xiao Ming rushed into the room and fell on the sofa.

Nie Yuanzhong only smelled a smell of alcohol coming to his face, and asked in shock: "Master Xiao Ming, why have you drunk so much wine? Miss Youmo? Is there any news?"

Xiao Ming did not answer, and he punched the sofa, and the soft sofa immediately fell into it.

"Ghost Master, I, Xiao Ming, swear to you that I will see people alive and corpses when I die. I will find Youmo!" Xiao Ming's eyes were red, and he looked like he was going crazy.

Seeing Xiao Ming like this, Nie Yuanzhong was at a loss. He had never seen Xiao Ming so disappointed.

Moreover, it is really heavy to see people living and die.

"Master Xiao Ming, what's wrong? Miss Youmo..."

As soon as Nie Yuanzhong said halfway, Xiao Ming threw a knife handle to the ground.

"This is……"

Nie Yuanzhong quickly picked up the hilt of the knife on the ground, and was shocked, his whole face turned distorted!

"This is, this is Miss Youmo's Frost Moon Sword!" Nie Yuanzhong screamed in fear!
Chapter completed!