Chapter 3475： Beloved An Ziqi (1)

Xiao Moli twisted his eyebrows, raised his leg and walked in.

The Taoist temple was dark, and the bright light cast a ray of light inside as the door opened.

In a small space, smoke is lingering, and the red fire on the burning incense sticks extinguished.

After the smoke, a small door could vaguely be seen leading to the back.

Xiao Moli pursed his lips, glanced around the room in front of him, lifted his leg through the lingering smoke, and walked towards the small door inside.

About to raise his hand to push the door, there was a sudden rush of footsteps outside.

"stop."

A slightly green voice sounded behind him.

Xiao Moli turned his head and looked over. A teenager in coarse gray clothes hurried in from outside with a small bamboo basket behind him.

Because of the urgency of running, the boy sweated on his forehead. He couldn't take care of putting down the bamboo basket behind him, and stepped forward with breathlessness. He clasped his hands together and bowed to Xiao Moli.

"Sister Xiao, Master is in retreat, and there is no way to see you.

If Donor Xiao needs help with something, Master probably won't be able to help you. "

When An Ziqi and him went up the mountain before, it was not surprising that he would know him when they met this young man.

Xiao Moli hadn't planned to settle accounts with the host, but everything happened because of him.

An Ziqi has paid such a high price for this, and her memory is still chaotic and unrecovered.

Ningning and Xiao Ai's situation is unknown now, and they don't know what will happen in the future.

He had already gone up the mountain now, but the senior fellow host was behind closed doors, and the anger in Xiao Moli's heart surged.

With a cold snorted, "If you don't see, then you will see you?"

Turning around, he stretched out his hand and pushed towards the door.

"Donor, you can't go in." The boy hurriedly rushed forward to stop him.

But, where is he Xiao Moli's opponent.

Not to mention blocking him, he didn't even touch a corner of Xiao Moli's clothes, the small black door had been opened by Xiao Moli, and he directly raised his leg and stepped in.

The room at the back was larger than the one at the front, and several oil lamps were lit at the four corners of the room, emitting dim light.

In the middle of the house, a large gauze tent was hung with a bed in it.

Through the gauze tent, one can vaguely see the figure on the bed.

Xiao Moli's eyes were cold, and he directly raised his hand and lifted the gauze tent on the bed.

The host brother closed his eyes tightly and sat motionless in the middle of the bed, as if he was asleep.

It's just that the cheeks are thin, the eye sockets are sunken, and the whole person is described as haggard, looking like a dying person.

The state is worse than when they met for the last time.

Xiao Moli frowned, and was about to step forward to pull the person out of the bed, and the young man following him had already stretched out his hands to block him in front of him.

"Shizhu Xiao, Master, since he came back last time, he has explained to me that he wants to retreat and does not allow anyone to come in and disturb him. He has never woken up until now.

If you forcibly wake him up, the master will die. "

Xiao Moli gritted his teeth and roared, "He will be dead, then has he ever thought about my wife and children, because of his selfish decision, what kind of dangers are now facing?"

Who is responsible for their lives? "

"Master has already assumed all the scourges. If it weren't for this, how could it become like this?"

The young man stubbornly stretched out his hands to block him, "Today, if you must wake up Master and kill him, you will kill me first and step on my corpse."