The pain is so extreme that it is almost numbing, if it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that I would have passed out a long time ago, but Qi Mo'er made her more awake than ever because of the pain.

Looking at her wounds, she was a little frightened, she didn't expect the power of the fighting spirit to be so amazing, but her face was silent, without the slightest fear, she died as an agent once, this time, it was an accident to live for many more days, in the end, she also earned.

And if you die this time? Will it cross again? Or go directly to Lord Yama to report?

Her Ahri is still sick, and that wicked man is probably so angry that he is looking for himself everywhere, right?

Just as she was thinking unrealistically, in the distance, a horse's hoof suddenly came.

The black-clothed man's face was as cold as ice, and a brown light once again rose on his hand, and in the next second, that light turned into thousands of sharp swords and shot towards Qi Mo'er.

Seeing the rain of swords shooting towards her, she wanted to move, even if it hurt no matter how painful, but the light locked her densely, and under the strong pressure, her body was stiff and completely uncontrollable.

Are you going to die here today? Qi Mo'er was angry, and he had to pull a cushion back when he died, so he reached out and wanted to go to the Qiankun Ring to take out a bomb, but at this time, he couldn't even open the Qiankun Ring.

Sub-Olympic ...... What kind of fuss is this?

Qi Mo'er looked at the remnant sun in the sky, and suddenly felt so dazzling.

In her previous life, she was tired of living a bloodstained life, and she began to get tired of it, thinking that after she went to another world, she could finally live the peaceful life she wanted.

But at this moment, the truth cruelly told her that she was too weak, this was not the world she was familiar with, and to survive in this continent full of strong people, if she wanted not to become an ant in the hands of others, she would be a sharp knife on someone else's head and stab the enemy's heart fiercely.

She will definitely become stronger, stand at the top of the mainland, and let others dare not touch her again!

She looked at the man with her eyes open, Nima, he was the one who made her like this, this face, she remembered!

Just as the sword rain was about to hit her, a protective shield of the same color suddenly enveloped her whole body, blocking all those attacks from the outside.

In a trance, a blue garment swept by like a flowing cloud, ethereal like a cloud in the sky, ready to leave the wind at any time.

"Mo'er, how are you?"

When she saw that face clearly, Qi Mo'er finally fainted uncontrollably.

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When I woke up again, I don't know how long it had been.

Qi Mo'er opened her eyes and looked at the room, and what caught her eye was a pink and yellow curtain, and the twilight was slightly cool. Overhead is a tassel that sways gently in the wind.

The body moved a little uncomfortably, but found that the bed under him was cold and hard, even if the complex and gorgeous clouds and silk were spread under the body like water, it was always soft but extremely thin.

From time to time, a burst of rosewood wafts in, quiet and beautiful.

She turned her head to look and saw the couch beside the window, the delicate carving, and the rare wood. Outside the window, there is a beautiful scene, rockery, small pond, blue lotus root, pink water lotus. From time to time, a little maid passed by, but the footsteps were very soft, and the sound of conversation was also very soft.

Qi Mo'er felt the injuries on her chest and shoulders, as if she was getting better, and if she didn't move, she couldn't feel the pain at all.

[Dyeing squatting in the corner of the melancholy painting circle, like the text of the relatives are all collected one~~~]