Mu Sheng's Biography

Mu Jiusheng opened his eyes drowsily, only to feel a splitting headache. He lay on the ground for a while to relieve himself. The pain was unbearable even if he moved. He insisted on standing up and looked at his current situation. He looked at the potholes around him, a weed in the east and a puddle in the west. He looked up at the place where he fell. Hmm. . . So high, so good to be alive. Suddenly a dark shadow appeared in the sky, and she was sighing, "Wow, this life is so good, even if you don't die, you will be crippled." Seeing the black shadow getting closer and closer, Mu Jiusheng decided to run to avoid being hit. But the black shadow hit her hard, and she cursed "fuck" sadly, and then fell to the ground and fainted. Wei Zixuan thought that he would fall to death because he was seriously injured, but, "Oh, why is it so soft, like cotton? Did I fall into the cotton field?" If Mu Jiusheng was awake, he would definitely cut off and touch her hand? He stretched out his hand and touched it, "Ah ah ah, it's still warm, it's not cotton." "Ah ah ah, what bastard is using me as a stool? Damn it." Mu Jiusheng, who was injured for the second time, woke up from the pain. Excerpt 1: Mu Jiu, I want to eat roasted pigeon, go buy it for me. Fragment 2: Mu Jiu, I got a knife in the butt and applied medicine. Fragment 3: Wei Zixuan holds the portrait in his hand and asks everyone if he has seen my wife. Fragment 4: Bai Manshu said expressionlessly that it was time to pick her up and take her home. Fragment 5: Wei Zixuan hugged Mu Jiusheng who was getting colder, "A Sheng, let's go home."