147 Nothing to do with Fengyue (send a dream)

"Nope." He said displeased.

"Do you know King Yong?" Tao Zhimo asked. He turned his face away and ignored her.

"Have you seen him?" He still ignored her.

"Isn't he good-looking? Who is taller between you and him? "As soon as the Tao Weaving Mo problem comes, it will be endless. I haven't seen him in a few years, he must have become more good-looking, right? I don't know how much taller I have grown?

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"You talk a lot." He suddenly said coldly.

Tao Zhimo stuck out his tongue, "I'm not worried about you." I remember when I was a kid there was a guy who also fell off his horse and it was fine, but I heard that the next day he vomited a lot of blood and died. โ€

The corners of Don't forget Nan's mouth twitched.

Tao Zhimo opened the chatterbox, and kept talking, although Mo Wannan didn't pay attention to her, he didn't get tired of her, but listened quietly. At this time, there was a quietness in his body that did not seem to belong to him.

Suddenly, Mo Wunan's horse began to become uneasy, and he suddenly became alert, and when he stood up and looked, he saw two groups of people fighting not far away.

It's really fighting, it's extremely bloody. The sword passes, and the man falls. The strength of the two sides is equal, but I am afraid that they will kill you to the death.

"What's wrong?" Tao Zhimo also stood up and looked around with her probe, but she didn't see anything.

Mo Wunan covered her mouth and quickly patted the horse's buttocks, and the horse ran away quickly, while he carried her and flew up with light skills, hiding in the lush camphor forest on the side.

Tao Zhimo's eyes widened, how could this person, with broken ribs, still take her to perform light work? And this light work feels more beneficial than Ah Ci. Wait a minute! Is it true that his ribs are broken?

She was about to speak, but he covered her mouth and whispered in her ear, "Don't speak!" Xu is voice carried a majesty, making Tao Zhimo close his mouth tightly.

The camphor leaves were thick, and the bright sunlight barely let in, and the two of them were in a shadow.

This man, this man hugged her tightly! Tao Zhimo was about to get angry, when he suddenly heard the sound of weapons colliding and horses' hooves, getting closer and closer.

Tao Zhimo vaguely heard some traitor...... A thousand cuts...... Wait a minute! And what prince? What's the matter, it's still involved in the government? Aren't you a charlatan?

Soon, a middle-aged man in cloth fell to the ground, and before he could get up, a sharp sword was tightly pressed against his Adam's apple, and a black-clothed masked man threatened fiercely: "Don't you say it!" โ€

The middle-aged man tilted his head horizontally, looked at death as if he were home, and said, "Don't say it!" Kill me! โ€

"Humph! When he dies, he still has a hard mouth. โ€

Seeing that the killer had a killing machine, Mo Wangnan was about to make a move, but Tao Zhimo held down his hand.

Normally, the killer won't kill them if he says that, as long as they don't say, "Don't kill me!" Please don't kill me! In this way, you will never die! In that case, there is no need for them to show their faces. Well, it's all plots like this in the picture books!

But to Tao Zhimo's surprise, the middle-aged man was soon splashed with blood on the spot!

The man in black put away his blood-dripping sword and quickly left.

Tao Zhimo's mouth is as big as an egg, why don't you play cards according to common sense!

Just when she was stunned, Mo Wangnan behind her calmly spoke: "Why don't you let me save him." โ€

Tao Zhimo was speechless!

Seeing Tao Zhimo's petrified appearance, he said indifferently: "Whether he says it or not, he will die." "The killer was given the task of leaving no one alive.

"Who is this uncle? Why did they kill him? Tao Zhimo was still a little difficult to accept for a while. After getting off the tree, her heart was full of guilt, and she didn't dare to look directly into her uncle's eyes. Uncle, if I could, I would definitely avenge you.

"I don't know." He said indifferently, just glanced at the middle-aged man's face again.

What are they trying to force him to say?

"Let's go, someone will clean up his body soon."

"But he ......"

"Do you want to go to the yamen to record a confession?" On the other side of the hill, there are more corpses, which are already being disposed of.

"Don't!" Tao Zhimo hurriedly waved his hand.

He put his arm around her waist and flew away with a light effort.

When he landed on the ground, he saw her staring at him, and he suddenly had a hint of foreboding in his heart.

Sure enough, she asked coldly, "Are you okay?" โ€

He was silent for a moment, then coughed lightly, covered his chest, and said in a low voice, "It's okay." โ€

"You lied to me!" Tao Zhimo punched him.

"It hurts." He dodged sideways.

"Hurt ghost!" Tao Zhimo grabbed the placket of his clothes, and Leng might as well drop something out of his arms.

The thing, wrapped in a silk handkerchief, fell to the ground and rolled around, revealing a thin hairpin tail - it was a wooden hairpin.

Tao Zhimo was about to pick it up, but he quickly took the lead and put the wooden hairpin in his sleeve along with the handkerchief.

Bah! With such a flexible skill, he dared to lie to her that her ribs were broken! Tao Zhimo grabbed the placket of his clothes, and the placket spread out, but he was surprised to find that there was really a wound on his chest, it was a traumatic injury, and the blood had overflowed, oozing red into his underwear.

She quickly let go of her hand.

"Y-Are you alright? W-When were you hurt? โ€

"It's just a small injury." He understated.

"How can it be a minor injury? Isn't it that the wound is open? Tao Zhimo couldn't help but feel a little guilty, looking at this injury, it should have been injured before. I guess it cracked when I just saved her, right? Thinking about it again, she hurried desperately, but he didn't even complain.

Seeing Tao Zhimo's distressed eyes, he suddenly became a little awkward, "I said it was a small injury." โ€

"Do you have any medicine with you? Shall I change it for you? It's not good to wait for the wound to become infected or suppurated. โ€

He raised his eyebrows, "You change?" โ€

"yes, I will." She nodded again and again, this she really would.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth that she couldn't detect, but he said with some reluctance: "Okay then." "It's like I'm really afraid that the wound will become infected.

Soon, he took gauze, gold, medicine, and other things from his waist and took off his coat......

As soon as the middle coat was taken off, Tao Zhimo's eyes almost popped out, and he immediately passed his face after reacting!

His figure is really ...... It's too good to say! It is not as majestic as it looks on the outside, but it is just right. Light wheat-colored skin, smooth muscle lines, flat and firm lower abdomen......

No, no, what was she thinking! In the summer, those guys in the dart game, even Dayong had โ–กโ–ก his upper body, and Dayong's figure was also good. Since she had always dressed as a man, they never deliberately avoided her. But every time she saw it, she felt like she was looking at a piece of white-cut pork, and she didn't feel anything! How...... But there is a feeling of thumping your heart? It seems that it's not that she's not moved by men, it's because the men she's seen before aren't enough to arouse her heart!

He didn't seem to notice Tao Zhimo's flushed face, took off the bandage casually, and saw that she was still motionless, so he reminded, "It's okay." โ€

Tao Zhimo hurriedly came back to his senses and took a look at his wound, there was a sword wound on his chest, from his left chest to his right lower abdomen. Not only that, but if you look closely, you can see that there are many shallow scars on his body, both long and short, not only sword wounds, but also several arrow wounds. Xu has been treated, and these scars are not obvious.

Tao Zhimo was distressed when she saw it, as if these injuries were on her own body.

"Why did you get hurt so much...... she couldn't help but ask, her eyes were hard to hide her pity.

He glanced at her and said lightly: "Walking in the rivers and lakes, it is inevitable that you will be injured." โ€

Tao Zhimo shook his head, "Like you, it's not like a dart walker, it's like you've been on the battlefield." Her eyes swept over the scars, as if they had been gently caressed with her eyes.

"How long are you going to watch?" He asked with a smile, "The wound can't be seen for too long." โ€

After he reminded him of this, Tao Zhimo immediately knelt down and sat down, carefully helped him clean up the wound, re-medicated, and bandaged, although the movements were not very skillful, but they were not rusty.

At this moment, there was only his wound in her eyes. She bandaged him with great concentration, her breath gently tickling around his neck as the gauze skirted his strong shoulders.

Her expression was pretentious, like that of a virtuous wife changing her husband's clothes, so gentle and submissive.

"Alright! Succeed with flying colors! She clapped her hands and cheered, and he hurriedly looked away from her, frowning when he saw her "masterpiece".

She actually tied a bow to him!

He grabbed the knot and was about to tear it open, but she held it down, "It's beautiful!" Don't pull it! She was in a rare radiant light, and picked up the middle coat beside him, "Put it on!" It's windy outside, don't catch a cold! โ€

His face was a little gloomy, but for the sake of her helping him to dress herself, he reluctantly ...... From it.

Not far away, Cai Wei said with a sad face: "Sister, you said that these two masters bullied 'fireworks' three times and twice, does the master really have no opinion?" Although I don't know who the "fireworks" are, but to be able to send so many of their elites to ambush her side, it should be someone who is very important to the master, right? The master has no room for error in her affairs.

Twilight pondered, "Later, I'll send a message to Lord Qilu, and ask him to ask the master what he means." Don't act rashly on your side. โ€

"Uh-huh." Cai Wei nodded again and again, and was a little curious, "This second master, is it really Lord Doom himself?" "This is the most mysterious of the legends?