Wen churan shook Mu Cheng's hand and complained, "I don't want to stay here for a minute!"

Then she put her hand on her slender neck. "Mu Cheng, you may not understand that when I stay in this place and in this bedroom, I feel as if my hands are pinching my neck. It's too painful to suffocate but can't die! This is the devil's prison for me! "

Wen churan was suddenly excited. His face became distorted due to pain, and he screamed sadly from his mouth, "I can't stay! I really can't stay! "

It looks like a crazy woman.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Mu Cheng quickly grabbed her hands around her neck and hugged her tightly in his arms. He gently stroked her back and comforted softly, "OK, ok... I'll take you away, I'll take you away now... We'll go back to country e with the little milk can, and we'll never come again..."

Xu is the function of this sentence. Wen churan's mood gradually calmed down. His body is like a deflated balloon, paralyzed in Mu Cheng's arms.

In the silence, I could clearly hear the heavy gasp between the wings of the woman's nose.

At this time, the little milk can pulled the trouser leg of Mucheng with a small hand, and the delicate face was full of worries "Mucheng millet, is hemp sick again..."

Yes... Come on

In fact, Mu Cheng doesn't know whether it's a disease or not.

In the past five years, Wen churan's mood has occasionally become extremely extreme and completely lost her mind. She looks like a crazy woman who has gone crazy!

The symptoms at the time of onset are basically strangling her neck with both hands. If there is no one nearby, she is likely to strangle herself alive.

To this end, Mu Cheng also specially took her to see a psychologist. The psychologist said that she had a heart disease and drug treatment was almost useless. She had to rely on herself.

Mu Cheng knows that she can't get rid of the past one day, and she can't cure her heart disease one day.

After completely calming down, Mu Cheng picked up the small milk can with one hand and helped her with the other? Can you walk? "

Wen churan nodded and took the lead in walking towards the door. His thin back and limping steps made people feel unbearable pain.

On the first floor, just as they were about to step out of the gate, a large group of guards suddenly came from the outside bee pupae, each holding long guns and surrounded them.

Mu Cheng subconsciously protected Wen churan behind him, frowned and observed the situation in front of him.

If it weren't for Sheng Shimo's order, how dare these guards stop him with guns?

Sure enough, soon, there was a sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor outside the door.

Dada dada——

It's crisp and powerful. It's like stepping on the tip of your heart every time.

Then, a slender figure appeared at the door.

Who else but Sheng Shimo?

He appeared with his back to the dazzling light, and the warm sun behind him pulled his shadow long, making him look like a devil from hell.

Wherever men go, they seem to have a layer of cold ice.

The cold wind roared and poured into the bone marrow.

It's really gloomy and weird

Sheng Shimo only stopped a few steps away. His cold eyes, like a blade, crossed Mu Cheng's body, and then looked at Wen churan, who was behind him.

A ghostly voice sounded immediately.

"Where are you... Going?!"