Vampire cute baby tomb robber

Qu Luo turned around quickly, at that moment, the heart seemed to stop beating, and after a moment, the blood flowed back rapidly, the heart was beating rapidly, beating manically as if it was about to come out of the chest cavity!

"Master?" The servant looked at his master passing by in shock, and hurriedly walked across a long alley.

On the other side of the alley is a lively market, where the hawkers' hawking and the rolling of horse-drawn carts are mixed together, becoming a noise that can cover everything.

Qu Luo's chest was heaving up and down, and even his breathing was humming. He walked along the market quickly, looking at each person, his fingers clenched tighter and tighter...

Qu Luo searched for stalls selling lanterns, restaurants selling noodles, and even vegetable markets selling chicken, duck, and geese.

He stared blankly at you and me going to the crowd.

There are so many people in this world.

But none of them was what he was looking for...

"Master!" The boy leading the horse ran over, looking at Qu Luo hesitantly, the young master seemed to have something wrong, as if he had lost his soul.

He had only seen such a young master when the Mo family had just passed away...

Nothing will happen, will it?

Probably Qu Luo's temperament is too outstanding, especially standing in such a dirty place, it seems that he is extremely expensive.

The north wind stirred the silver fur of his cloak, and his wing-like sleeves flapped in the air.

When people who came to the vegetable market to buy meat passed by him, they would involuntarily turn their heads to take a look. The amazement in their eyes was unintentional, but they were a little regretful that such a handsome young master turned out to be an idiot...

Qu Luo propped up his chest, and he didn't know how long it took before he stood up straight, and asked the servant next to him faintly, "She's back."

"Who is the young master talking about?" The servant suddenly had a bad feeling.

The expression on Qu Luo's face was somewhat unclear: "Magic girl."

"Ma, Miss Mo?" The little servant stammered and looked back and forth: "This, this is impossible! Young master, young master, listen to the little one, you must have read it wrong."

At this time, Qu Luo was particularly stubborn: "I'm not mistaken."

"Master..." The young servant's eyes looking at Qu Luo have gradually become frightened.

Qu Luo doesn't care how he sees him, whether he thinks he is crazy or crazy, he really does see, oh no, it should mean that he heard someone calling Mo Niang.

"You don't believe it?" Qu Luo frowned.

The corner of the boy's mouth twitched stiffly, how could he believe it, he would be dead!

"Master, have you forgotten? We watched Miss Mo's burial with our own eyes." The boy tried to remind Qu Luo in a gentle tone.

Qu Luo didn't show any emotion, and just repeated the sentence: "I saw her, I saw the devil girl."

The servant bit his lip, tremblingly: "But young master, Miss Mo has already..."

"Enough!" Qu Luo didn't let him finish, and interrupted him coldly: "Go home first."

After returning home, manpower can be mobilized to find her whereabouts.

However, Qu Luo's movements were too big, and Mrs. Qu still noticed it.

Mrs. Qu waved her hand away from the crowd, she looked at Qu Luo with determination in her eyes, "Luo Er, let me tell you again, the devil girl is already dead."

"No, she didn't." Qu Luo's voice was very steady, almost dead silent.

Mrs. Qu sighed: "No one can survive such a fire, you know it better than anyone else, don't you?"

"I saw her." A faint smile filled Qu Luo's face, his long and narrow eyes flashed with pride: "She is in the capital."

Mrs. Qu's hands trembled: "Luoer, if you continue like this, I can only invite people from Nangongyuan over."

"What do you ask them to do?" Qu Luo was careless.

Mrs. Qu's eyes darkened: "I'll let you get rid of the bad luck."

"Mom thinks what I see is a ghost?" Qu Luo laughed lowly, then shook his head firmly: "No, that's not a ghost."

Mrs. Qu let go of her tightly clenched hands, walked over, stood in front of Qu Luo, and said calmly: "Luo Er, you should wake up, the Qu family will not want someone with an abnormal mind to be the head of the house." !"

"Then don't do it." Qu Luo said it easily, without a trace of evil charm, even with an abnormal meekness on his face.

Mrs. Qu reached out and grabbed Qu Luo's collar tightly: "Luoer! Don't be dreaming, the demon shakes his head and is dead. She will never come back. Even if you don't become the young master of the Qu family, she will still You won’t come back to life, do you understand it or not!”

"Mother..." Qu Luo was in a trance for a while, and his eyes lit up again: "No, it's not a dream, she is really in the capital, and I heard someone calling her name."

Mrs. Qu took a deep breath, looked at the overly pale handsome face in front of her, and tears slid down: "Okay, just treat her as alive, then tell mother, why doesn't she come to see you? If she If you are really alive, what is the reason for her not to come to see you?"

Qu Luo's fingers stiffened, and a dull pain flashed across his face.

Something bad blocked his throat and made him speechless

Then, the churning stomach hurt, and he lost all color in his whole body due to the pain...

……

It was night, and on the street as lively as day, someone could be heard bargaining.

"Brother, if you leave the capital at this time, the money is only a hundred and no one will take you." The man dressed as a coachman shook his head at Jing Boran: "I can't go at the price you offered, and it will be New Year's Eve tomorrow. It's really not worth it to turn over a mountain for a few taels of silver."

Jing Boran grabbed his own parcel: "Brother, can you be so convenient, I have some bacon and roast chicken here for you."

"No." After looking at him for a while, the coachman sighed and said, "I'm not a philistine. It's going to snow soon, so I have to make sure I'm safe during the Chinese New Year."

When Jing Boran heard what he said, he didn't know what to do, and walked towards the Mo Niang who was waiting beside him in a disheartened manner.

Basically, Mo Niang could almost listen to the conversation between the two of them, and she smiled and said, "How much money do you have?"

"Just buy the wild boar ones." Jing Boran was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to speak. He felt that he was sorry for the devil girl, and that the New Year's Eve would make her mess around with him...

Mo Niang thought about it, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "This is enough."

"What is enough?" Jing Boran was confused.

Mo Niang weighed the money bag in Dian's palm: "It's enough money to stay in the inn."

"But I heard that the inns in the capital are very expensive." What Jing Boran said was right.

Mo Niang walked forward with her long legs, and explained unhurriedly: "Usually, it takes some shadows, but it will be different when the New Year is over. Those who do business will find a way to rush back to their hometown. The inn in the city is nineteen or eight Nine are mostly vacant, and the price is relatively low. These two days, we will live in the capital..."