This quick wear is a bit sweet

Chapter 93
Ling Qiqi collected the account books and carefully put the fake account books in.

Xunguang followed behind him, and said to the system: "This task must be all right, I haven't died suddenly, everything is fine"

She was chattering with the system when suddenly a figure flashed past the window, and then a long sword was handed in with lightning speed.

Ling Shiqi was still restoring the scene, so he didn't notice it.

Looking at the man in black who suddenly appeared, Xunguang knew that he was also aiming at the ledger. Before she recovered, the system had manipulated her to block the sword.

"Seventeen, let's go!"

Xunguang yelled in a low voice, and Ling Shiqi had already jumped up. Looking at the man in black who suddenly appeared, he was shocked at first, then regained consciousness, and threw out a hidden weapon.

The man in black on the opposite side waved his hand and covered the hidden weapon with his clothes, without even making a sound, he still aimed his sword at the two of them.

Ling Shiqi turned sideways, dodged the sword, stood beside the oil lamp, looked at the man in black coldly, and said in a low voice, "It doesn't matter if I want it or not. If you chase after me, I'll burn it."

The lights are weak, and the account book is also fragile to be blown by the wind, ready to die together at any time.

The man in black withdrew his sword and watched the two of them leave without saying a word.

In the current situation, no one can make a sound, as long as they make a sound, the owner of the ledger will be alarmed.

What he wanted was the real ledger, and in Ling Shiqi's eyes, he was so fierce that he would burn the ledger.

Xunguang leaned against Ling Shiqi and slowly left the room.

Just when they confirmed that the man in black would not make a move, a pile of silver needles suddenly shot out from his hand, coming towards Xunguang and Ling Shiqi with a strong poison.

Just as Ling Qiqi was about to turn around, he was kicked by Xunguang and said, "Let's go!"

She quickly followed behind Ling Shiqi and escaped.

Ling Shiqi looked back at her and said, "Are you okay?"

Xunguang took a breath and said, "My leg is hurt."

Ling Shiqi was restless, looked her over carefully, and saw that there was nothing unusual about her expression, so he said in relief: "I will carry you."

Xunguang nodded in agreement, lay on Ling Shiqi's back, and went back to the mountain.

"Seventeen, you go to the errand, I will go to the master."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left, striding to the door of Bailu's room.

The lights were still on inside, as if waiting for her to come back.

She pushed the door open, took off her shoes and got into bed, looking at Bai Lu.

Bailu also looked at her with a smile on his lips.

Her eyes were pure and bright, as dazzling as glass in the sun, and there was a little dust on her fair face, and she said obediently, "Master, I'm so sleepy."

Bai Lu wiped the dust off her face with his hand, and said, "Why is it so cold, go to sleep, be good."

Xunguang closed his eyes, his face was so white, quiet and beautiful like a doll, he stretched out his hand, put it on Bailu's shoulder, and whispered: "Master, hug."

Bailu smiled, and reached out to hug her, but suddenly felt something was wrong.

His hand touched the sticky stains behind her, and something pointed against his palm.

He suddenly changed his expression and said softly: "Zhilu?"

Xunguang didn't respond, and curled up obediently, as if falling asleep.

Bailu trembled and looked at her back.

A row of silver needles is neatly inserted on the thin back, like a hedgehog.

Then, Xunguang's hand hangs down feebly.

Bailu has lived for so long, even when the knife is resting on his neck, he has never been so frightened and afraid.

"The dew? The dew?"

He felt Xunguang's body temperature getting colder inch by inch, and curled up in his arms like a child.

That gesture of reaching out for a hug was gone forever.

"Ling Wu!"

Hearing his roar, Ling Wu rushed in quickly, and was also stunned when he saw the situation on the bed.

He came back to his senses and went forward to check for the pulse of the light.

"Master, miss her."

He didn't dare to say anything, because the white deer had lost its usual appearance, his eyes were red, and his whole body was like a wild animal about to be released from a cage, making people creepy.

"Go check!"

Ling Wu responded and waved the people outside the door to leave.

Bailu carefully pulled out the needles one by one, and then wiped Xingguang clean with a handkerchief.

His hands were trembling, and he said to Ling Wu, "Ling Wu, Zhilu hurts so much."

Ling Wu choked up and said, "Master!"

Bai Lu whispered: "I shouldn't be so anxious. She is timid and has been good since she was a child. I can wait slowly."

Ling Wu, a tough guy, also had mixed emotions and couldn't help but wet his eyes.

But Bailu had no tears, his whole life seemed to dry up with Xunguang's departure.

"Call Ling Shiqi here. Zhilu can't do without him. He has to accompany her wherever she goes. Zhilu is timid. If she is bullied, no one will help her."

Ling Wu was horrified when he heard this. He wanted to say a few words of persuasion, but he couldn't say a word. In the end, he could only turn around and leave.

When Ling Shiqi arrived, he had already heard the news, but he followed Ling Wu without hesitation.

He owed his life to Miss.

Bai Lu looked at him, and suddenly remembered the day when he saw the two of them falling asleep together.

Ling Shiqi is a part of Zhilu.

It is the dew that lives on earth, the last part.

Without saying anything, he waved Ling Shiqi away.

The person who killed Xunguang was soon found out, and it was Qin Fei's person.

Above the court, there was another bloodbath. Within a year, Concubine Qin died of illness, the third prince was demoted, and the feared head of the Bai family suddenly disappeared.

The new owner is a more ruthless person.

Ling Shiqi took Ling Wu and looked at the newly erected tombstone, feeling extremely heavy in his heart.

He thought about the note left by Bailu after he took the position of Patriarch.

"Zhilu is timid, I will accompany her."

That short sentence was so heavy that Ling Shiqi dared not look at it.

He has followed Xunguang since he was a child, and he has also learned what Xunguang taught, and he has also understood what Bailu taught without reservation.

He holds the position of head of the family very firmly.

But he felt that it was good to be Miss's secret guard.

Xunguang sat up from the nutrition cabin, and was dazed for a long time before he came back to his senses.

exhausted.

The system happily said: "A-level, A-level, you can go back for vacation, but I just received a notice that the survival team will have a friendship with the farming team, tomorrow night at [-] o'clock."

Xunguang: "I won't go, I'm so tired, I want to be a happy fat house."

System: "Each person will be given ten catties of rice and five barrels of oil."

Xunguang: "Go, of course I have to go, we are all colleagues, to exchange experience and connect with each other, we must go."

system:"."

Xunguang, who was already like an aunt at a young age, arrived at the sorority meeting on time the next day for rice and oil.

There were quite a lot of people from the fraternity party, and the atmosphere was lively, especially those from the farming group, who even wrote a poem on the spot.

"The business is not too small, the tofu is also very good, and the family is not too poor. Seeing that I live a good life, the gods and goddesses are in my hands, and the task is completed early."

Xunguang clapped his hands numbly, and suddenly felt that the farming group was much better than the survival group, and it was just suitable for her kind of happy fat house.

If I get an excellent employee this year, can I apply for group transfer?

After a sorority meeting, everyone in the survival group sighed and said bluntly that they wanted to go to the farming group.

However, when Xunguang saw the generous bonuses he received after completing the mission, he felt that the survival group was also good.

(End of this chapter)