MTL - Ostentatious Zhao Yao-Chapter 75

When Jiang Wu died, the red gas seemed to be only visible to me. I watched it sneak into the body of the ink, and the ink was nothing.

He looked as usual to take me out of the gradual collapse of the ground. When he fell to the ground, he first called Lin Ziyu and arranged him to return to Wanshaomen to pick up the wounded. He talked with Qin Qianxian again, saying nothing more than the cooking of Jiang Wu’s men. .

When I first cleaned up Jiang Wu, I let the little cockroaches at the bottom of the ground run a lot. Wan Haomen has just robbed him. I hope that Qian Chenge can fight with the enemy and destroy Jiang Wuyu.

Qin Qianxian did not deny it, but he looked at Mo Qing, but he had some words to stop.

Looking at the slightly moist back of Mo Qing, I know that this is the blood that he has not completely healed before, but now I am more worried about Jiang Wu than his injury...

What exactly does his sentence mean in the end?

I frowned. "Ink." I called him, and the piano string looked at me lightly, and I went to see the wounds of his disciples. I asked Mo Qing, "Do you have any discomfort in your body?"

"I'm fine." He thought that I was asking him about his injury. He answered my words. He stared at me with a pair of dark eyes. After watching it for a long time, he seemed to see a bit of anger. "You too. Hu came! How can I come here with a single person?"

Oh... the crisis is gone, and it’s settled after the fall...

I touched my nose. In the end, it was different from the past. Before I did things, even if I did something wrong, who would dare to say "hulai"?

That Yuan Zhen has always been a must, and that life is from. Seventeenth, I won't even say it. I said that I want to pick up the stars. She climbed the ladder faster than me. How dare I say that I was wrong. Even Sima Rong, I only looked at me with a sigh of sighs, and I dare not blame me.

However, Mo Qing likes me, but I can't keep up with him. I have to pout: "I thought it was just to call the three souls, but I want to go back and give you a surprise. The result... I can think of pulling out such a stall."

Ink Qing calmed his face and was still waiting to train me. I turned my eyes and stunned my heart: "Oh, it seems that the force is too much, and my heart hurts a little." I said as I squinted at him, and Mo Qing clearly saw me. When it was installed, he tangled for a moment, and finally he gritted his teeth and pulled my hand over to help me explore the veins.

"How is it hurting?"

I know that I am loading, but I am willing to let me go for the possibility of that.

Even if I know that I am wearing, I am acting, he also cooperates, indulges, can not bear to blame me. Only if I sighed this heart, I would rather hurt myself than 90%, and I would not want to move me.

I like the little helpless look of Mo Qing in my eyes.

I handcuffed his hand to me: "It was a little bit painful. You will be fine when you touch me. Although this is awkward, there is something unexpected, but it is a complete recovery of the body!" I picked Mo Qing’s chin, "Go back..."

The voice of my voice was still gone. The gray face in the side of the ground climbed out a seventeen. She patted the gray on her face. She looked up at me and looked at me. When I was on the scene, I didn’t care what I was doing, shouting: "The door!" The bulky head flew to me.

I only had time to look at her and look at her. When I stopped it, I slammed into the black man's mana barrier. Look at me, "What is this enchantment?"

Oh... is this barrier still not fading away...

I touched the barrier in front of me from the inside, only to feel that it was soft, like a few layers of warm wool. It is possible to bounce almost seventeen of the mana immunity, and the power of this barrier is so powerful that it can give the damage that the seventeen bodies can't digest in an instant.

Mo Qing turned his head, and his look was cold and stunned. "You should also learn to be a heavy temper."

Seventeen patted buttocks stood up and said: "What do I want to hug the doorkeeper? She is not yours!"

"she is mine."

The words "Mo Qing" made my heart tremble. I have always been very disliked by others who use such a tough attitude to express possessiveness. I feel that... Mo Qing said that this statement is full of handsomeness.

Seventeen was stunned by him, and he was anxious: "Not! The doorkeeper is mine!"

Mo Qing no longer took care of her, took my waist, and did not reasonably sneak a momentary, seventeen to see: "Ah!" A cry, smashed his fists will come to stop.

I watched the two of them fight for me, I found it interesting, and I only watched the movie on the chest of the ink, and no one cares.

The dark Luo Wei on the side is also curious to look at this side, I know what they are swearing, they are watching me, the dark Luo Wei of this generation is almost brought out by Lin Ziyu, listening to Lin Ziyu I have never seen me before, so I am curious about me. Originally, my death and resurrection is enough to make people curious. The second is... They probably didn't think that their doorkeeper, who often had a cold face and didn't talk, would even fight for something like a child.

As for its three...

I think they want to see how Dongshan, who dares to provoke such a slap in the face, will die.

The seventeen-one fist shines on the face of the ink, and the ink head pulls back. He raises his hand and licks his index finger. He gently slams on the forehead of the seventeenth, and the air wave is discharged, and the sound of "啵" is strong. The big one, playing seventeen straight heads, the whole person flies out like a ball.

However, when she was about to hit the big stone behind her, the piano figure was moving, pulling 17 in the air, unloading the power, and letting the seventeens stand firm.

I am raising my eyebrows, oh, Qin Qianxian seems to care especially for the seventeen.

Do you think she is stupid?

Mo Qing did not care about them, and stunned me. In the instant, the 17th party was hurt, and the red swollen forehead, gnashing his teeth: "You will be a **** of the spell... Live Bodhisattva, help me! She turned and licked the piano and asked him to help. However, out of courtesy, Qin Qianxian seems to avoid her touch, but seventeen can't help but grab his arm. "You take me back to Wanmen."

Qin Qianxian looks helpless.

As soon as the ink-green instant was over, I was taken back to Wanhaomen.

However, the last glance before leaving, I saw the empty and huge black hole around me. In the abyss, the darkness is like the mouth of a huge monster, engulfing everything outside. My heart suddenly rose and I was upset. Jiang Wu’s voice seemed to echo in my ear.

In that sentence, he and Mo Qing are the same kind. He can't get it, and he doesn't want to get it. It's like a curse, and it keeps swirling in my mind.

Ink did not bring me directly back to the hall of no evil. Instead, I took me to the courtyard of Gu Shuguang. It was a big noon at the right time. A small Gu Yuguang was taking medicine in the yard. He was not tall enough. He was stepping on a stool and placing medicine on a high place. Suddenly appeared. Gu Shuguang turned his head and stared at me, and then he never looked away.

Straight, like stupid. But because he is really a child now, this silly is a little cute.

I smiled: "Little dwarf, what is the medicine?"

He moved: "You...you..." He pointed at me, took a step forward, fell off the stool without any precautions, and the medicine on the shelf fell to the ground and hanged him. All in one.

"Nanshan Lord?" The maid listened to the movement and came in from outside the court. I saw both me and Mo Qing, and they all looked like a bungee.

"Road road..."

It’s all a look of a ghost...

What happened? A few days ago, the Dust Mountain was labeled as the virtue, and the people on their hills didn’t even know it?

However, I have a hard time, but it is really possible that the main mountain of Nanshan is far apart. Gu Shuguang has never done anything else except to cure people. Even if there is no evil hall, it will burn, and no one will let him go to rule. He will not step out of the yard. Originally, my agreement with him in that year was like this. I only treated him, and I didn’t use him. He is really one of the four mountain owners, the most insistent.

He often doesn't leave the yard for a month or two. Even if he knows that something is wrong outside, he didn't want to get into his hospital. He doesn't care, and the rebellious person will not be stupid enough to provoke an original. The troublemaker.

"Get up." Mo Qing called him, "Show her."

Gu Shuguang did not move, and finally squinted and asked me: "Is it not dead to sway? Isn't it still giving me a dream?" He turned his head and looked at Mo Qing. "You are looking for a resurrection." Or let Sima Rong give you a fake?"

I went up two steps, licking Gu's face and pinching it. When I used to be a ghost, I couldn't pick him up. Now I just pinched it to me: "Small people, I climbed back from the house." Don't be stupid, you give me over." I took his face and lifted him up and let him go to Mo Qing. "You show him first."

"I am fine."

"He said that you are fine, you are fine."

"Do not……"

I tilted my eyes and said: "Sit well, let him see."

In the end, Mo Qing sat down and reached out and let Gu Shuguang give the pulse. At the beginning, Gu Shuguang also looked at me while watching the pulse. After the first trial, he browed and looked at me. I didn’t care if I was a ghost. Shen Sheng said: "The recent dusty mountains are very troublesome, what are you doing? Already?"

My heart is tight: "What can be wrong?"

"The pulse is extremely chaotic, the body is unstable, and there is a phase of ignorance... but it is strange." Gu Yuguang said, "There is no abnormality in your face, it seems that the body... is still very suitable."

Mo Qing retracted his hand: "But it used to make the Wan Hao sword excessive. It didn't matter." He turned to look at me. "I am taking you..."

"She doesn't have to look at it." Gu Yu's bald head did not lift the road. "Let's jump and jump. I just licked my claw and found out. Besides the three-point yin, my body is very good. Eat some medicinal herbs and make up for two days." He stared at Mo Qing. "You have faded your clothes. I look at the wound on your back."

Gu Shuguang said so, and Mo Qing did not say much.

He faded his clothes. I looked at Gu Qingguang's gaze with him. Together with him, I looked at the back of Mo Qing. This time, I and Gu Shuguang were a little embarrassed.

The injury that was previously caused by the sword on the back of Mo Qing had not healed before he was under the ground. The crepe black robe on his body was still stained with his blood. Now his white coat is dark red. It was the blood that had previously oozing from his back. But the strange thing is...

Now the back of the ink-green back is smooth, without any traces of scars.

Just in the place where his shoulder bones are three red dots, slightly raised, my heart feels strange, reaching out and touching, but the hand has not yet fallen, the little dots are one by one, slowly invisible In the body.

The bulge disappeared and the red mark disappeared.

what is that?

I looked at Gu Shuguang, and Gu Shuguang’s look was a bit dignified.

Mo Qing slightly turned his head: "What's wrong?"

"Your injury is good." Gu Yuguang said, "It’s so good..."