That Lei Ting couldn't speak, and there was no expression on his face. He looked at her excitedly, pointed to his leg, and then pointed to a medicine bottle in the distance.
Zhao Miaomiao understood and brought the medicine bottle for him.
Lei Ting took it and fell on his injured leg. His tendons are connecting and healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Lei Ting's eyes were excited, and he handed her the medicine bottle, indicating that the medicine could cure her injuries.
"Okay, I see, thank you." Zhao Miaomiao nodded.
Lei Ting looked at her intently for a few seconds, then suddenly kowtowed to her.
Zhao Miaomiao stepped aside and said, "You don't need to thank me, just go."
Unexpectedly, Lei Ting was a stubborn one, so he stood up suddenly and held her in place to prevent her from moving, knelt down and slammed his head again.
Zhao Miaomiao had no choice but to suffer.
After Lei Ting finished worshiping, he glanced at Father Yun who was lying on the ground with hatred in his eyes, and fisted his hands to suppress his hatred.
Finally left without looking back.
Zhao Miaomiao walked up to Father Yun again, checked his breath, and found that he had passed away.
Zhao Miaomiao drew a few scars on his face with his sword, and stabbed a few more holes in his body.
After finishing all this, Zhao Miaomiao resisted Yun Wu, who had fainted to death, on her body, and left.
Arriving at Yun Wu's courtyard, as soon as Zhao Miaomiao entered, she saw a straight man standing in the middle of the courtyard, and that person was Fengming.
She looked around vigilantly, and found that there was no one there, except that puppet Fengming.
Zhao Miaomiao passed by Fengming and went to Yunwu's room.
Unexpectedly, that stupid Fengming suddenly followed behind them silently, Zhao Miaomiao looked back at him in surprise.
This Fengming has always made her feel a little strange. Because his soul has always been quiet, unlike other puppets who often wail in pain.
As soon as Zhao Miaomiao stopped, Fengming also stopped, and her dull eyes kept "watching" Yun Wu beside her.
Zhao Miaomiao hit Fengming's eyebrows with one hand, and Fengming just paused for two seconds.
Those empty eyes gradually became clear, he glanced at Zhao Miaomiao, and bowed his hands.
Then he walked to her side, moved Yun Wu to his shoulder, and entered the room.
Zhao Miaomiao was slightly surprised, she followed behind and walked in.
I saw Feng Ming take off Yun Wu's clothes, and began to wash Yun Wu's body and apply medicine.
Zhao Miaomiao stepped forward and said softly, "You are free now, you can leave."
Feng Ming raised a handsome face, and a pair of clear eyes on that blue and white face looked at her and shook her head.
"Did you follow him voluntarily?" Zhao Miaomiao asked.
Feng Ming nodded.
"Okay, then take care of yourself." Zhao Miaomiao arched her hands, turned and left.
She cleaned herself up and took the medicine before returning to Yun Xiyao's room.
In the room, there was only the sound of Yun Xiyao's slight and rhythmic breathing. She stood where she left, and returned to a sculpture-like puppet appearance.
On the second day, Yun Xiyao was still asleep when Xiaodie shook her awake.
"Miss, get up quickly! Something happened!"
"What's the matter? Are you annoying? Miss Ben is sleeping soundly!" Yun Xiyao's brows stood erect, and she kicked Xiaodie away.
"Miss, the Patriarch is missing!"
"What?" Yun Xiyao opened her eyes, got up from the bed, and said sharply, "Why did Dad disappear? What nonsense are you talking about?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com