Chapter 137

Even if the bruises around his eyes were beaten by An Jiu, they couldn't hide the color of Junyi's dust.

He has been getting better and better in the past six months, but An Jiu looked at his smile and felt unkind no matter how he looked at it.

"Hmm." The delicate skin on the inside of Yasu's leg stinged, and then the pain quickly spread to all parts of his body.

At first, it was indeed like a bee sting, but the pain around her body became more and more painful, like thousands of needles drilling into the skin and starting to tear from the inside, she gritted her teeth and held back, her forehead was bruised, and her face was covered with sweat in just a moment.

Mo Sigui began to gloat, but he couldn't be happy when he saw her so forbearing, so he stuffed the fan behind his neck and took a mirror to see the wound on his face.

He took the mirror and applied a layer of ointment, then lit the lamp and looked for a medical book to read.

These twenty or so volumes of medical books were Elder Qi's life's work, and he took the time to return to the plum blossoms to secretly dig them up before entering the Crane Army, and brought them in with him.

Mo Sigui is also strange to read, with copper basins and lamps and candles in his hands, he tears off and burns a page every time he reads, and when he finishes reading, a book has already turned into a basin of ashes.

He watched from the sidelines, An Jiu but the pain was unbearable, the skin and flesh of his body seemed to be corroded by drugs, the pain from the epidermis to the bone marrow, she had not tasted what it was like to be splashed with sulfuric acid, but at this moment, she felt that taking a bath with sulfuric acid was nothing more than that, and the flesh and blood seemed to be about to melt away when soaked in the potion!

She didn't feel any pain when she bit the blood from the root of her teeth, and she didn't even notice the blood spreading to her mouth.

After reading a book, Mo Sigui was a little sleepy, got up and went to the bath room to take a shower, and came in in a dry white robe.

He bent down to see how Asuku was doing, his black hair falling from his shoulders, and his face was as real as if it were in the vapor.

An Jiu opened his eyes, and the inside was red, as if blood could spill at any moment. Her brain was stimulated by the pain, but because her mental power was too high, she couldn't lose consciousness, but every inch of pain in her body became more and more clear, teaching her to want to die directly.

"Fourteen, if you can't hold on, I'll put medicine on you to make you unconscious." Mo Sigui wiped off the condensed droplets of her eyelashes with a handkerchief, "But you have to know that this kind of pain is also rare, and it is conducive to refining spiritual power." ”

No matter how much he usually messes around. But he will not allow himself to be the slightest negligent in his medical skills, so there is no expression on his face at this time, and there is a kind of indifference and seriousness that does not match his age.

"Get out." An Jiu's painful ears buzzed, and as soon as she opened her mouth, a stream of blood slid down her lips, looking terrible and hideous on her pale face.

Mo Sigui smiled, helped her wipe the blood, straightened up to the couch with the lamp and continued to read the medical book, and saw the incomprehension. He even took a needle and tested it on himself.

Mo Sigui is a legendary martial arts wizard who has figured out the second pulse of Ren Du, the meridians belong to the wind, and the wind is the most easy to generate momentum, as long as there is a star and a half of internal force in the dantian. The meridians can promote the internal force in the body to run on its own all the time, even if he doesn't work hard, the skill will become deeper and deeper, and ordinary people's efforts can't match his natural advantage. Moreover. Wind is an intangible thing that can transform into thousands of things, so he can easily learn how to divert the true qi that Elder Qi has studied for decades.

He has such an innate advantage. But he didn't pay much attention to practicing martial arts, and he devoted himself to the medical path, and sometimes he couldn't think of practicing once for ten days and half a month, otherwise, it would not be possible to only rise to the level of the seventh order so far.

"Mo Sigui." Anjiu's voice was hoarse.

Mo Si turned his head and looked at her, "What's the matter?" ”

"You go and sit elsewhere, I see you obsessed with medicine like this, and it is even more uncomfortable." She now also relies on perseverance to support, seeing Mo Sigui like this, she can't help but think of her father who tested his wife's medicine, and she can't even do the most basic peace in her heart.

Mo Sigui put down the book and asked curiously, "What unpleasant experiences did you have in the past?" ”

An Jiu lowered his eyes, not only unpleasant, but a nightmare of a lifetime. She didn't know why she was gradually less repulsive to Mo Sigui, but when she saw him test his needle, she would still be irritable and disgusted.

She doesn't want to approach people who are too attached to a certain thing, and she herself has never been too attached to anything, anything is dispensable for her, even if it is life and death.

Mo Sigui saw that she didn't want to answer, so he didn't ask anymore, except for medical things, in other aspects, he didn't like to force others or anything, but he couldn't listen to others accusing him of his pursuit, and he spoke indifferently and sharply, "No matter what you've experienced, An Jiu, I'm not someone to you, even if I owe you a favor, it can't be a reason for you to interfere with me." ”

When An Jiufei went out to save Mo Sigui, she understood that she valued this friendship very much, she had never been a nosy person, if she didn't value it, even if there were people like her father in the world, what did it have to do with her! In the past, Mo Sigui always pestered her with a cheeky smile to help her heal, and never showed such an indifferent side, but he was ruthless, and no one could catch up.

"That's right." An Jiu closed his eyes, his heart was blocked uncomfortably, and coupled with the severe pain all over his body, his face became more and more ugly.

Mo Sigui knew that his words were serious, and suddenly he felt some guilt. He looked at the bloodless face under the lamp, and pursed his lips slightly. In the past, Anjiu hated him, and he didn't want to get close to him at all, except for malicious teasing, but later he unconsciously changed his attitude. Mei was attacked, the old lady suspected that he was an internal prisoner, and when those cousins, brothers and sisters were suspicious, she was the only one who believed him; When he was on the line of life and death, it was she who rushed over desperately, and he knew that it was An Jiu and not Mei Jiu, although Mei Jiu died for her somehow, but she couldn't erase her desperate love to save her.

This woman seems to be cold, but in fact she is a person who sticks a knife in the ribs of a friend......

Yasuku's brain was buzzing, and the pain in his body seemed to burrow into his heart, causing his normally calm heartbeat to twitch.

Just as she was suffering, a slightly cool hand suddenly appeared on her forehead, and a trace of soft true qi like a spring breeze penetrated into her body from the palm of her hand, brushing away three points of pain.

"Fang is my mistake." Mo Sigui said softly, "You and I are friends of life and death, and Mo Ran will live up to it in this life." It's just that I can't teach me to abandon this obsession with medicine, in my heart, medicine is the first, love is the second. ”

An Jiu opened his eyes and could only see his hanging white sleeves, "What about your life?" ”

Mo Sigui smiled, "There is no life, what can we talk about medicine and love?" But if there is no medical way, what is the use of this life? ”

He lowered his hand, the mist and rippling color in his eyes blending, and a faint but sincere smile brewed underneath.

"De Mo Sigui said 'live up to it in this life', I really have to give up everything!" An Jiu endured the pain, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"A person like you, who licks blood from the knife, will understand how valuable Lao Tzu's promise is in the future." Mo Si returned to the serious and began to lose his form again, leaning back on the couch lazily, supporting his head with one hand, "Lao Tzu is really not suitable for romance, embarrassed and stuffy." ”

"Hey!" Mo Sigui saw that she could still speak soberly, and said curiously, "Aren't you in pain?" (To be continued......)

PS: There is something to do today, the number of words is a little less, write more tomorrow. In addition, about Mo Sigui and An Jiu, it is very appropriate to use the words "friends of life and death, this life is not worth it", I like Doctor Mo very much, but he is not the male protagonist, which was destined from the beginning. And I don't think this relationship is inferior to love, it is also true love, and it is also worth cherishing.