After doing all this, she returned to the bedside, and without waiting for Feng Yichen to react, she took his hands and attached them to her shoulders, and hugged his legs with both hands and directly carried him on his back.

Although it was not a problem to run more than ten kilometers with weights in the past, this body is really a bit weak, and it is impossible to run if it can afford to carry it.

Seeing that such a small body could walk easily on his back, Feng Yichen's dark eyes couldn't help but have a trace of surprise, he didn't speak, and quietly lay on her shoulder.

She carried Feng Yichen on her back past a few people lying on the ground, and went out and went down the stairs.

Lin Mo put him on the wheelchair next to the stairs and exhaled deeply, exhausted this small body.

Looking at his legs hidden under his clothes, Lin Moxing's eyes flashed, "You can walk." ”

After speaking, she obviously felt that the air around her was a little colder, and she didn't care about Feng Yichen's cold black eyes, and pursed her lips, "I don't care about this, but if you can go, you still have to carry this matter for me, and you have to add two hundred taels." ”

Feng Yichen looked at her eyes that only leaked, and responded for a moment: "Yes." ”

His legs were strong and strong, and his muscles showed no signs of atrophy, he was not really paralyzed, and he was forced to pretend to be disabled.

To say that this royal family is really not a good place, for such a position you fight for me, brothers kill each other, how cruel.

These Lin Mo were not interested, she pushed the wheelchair out of Xinyue Pavilion.

By this time, it was already dark outside, and the sky was dotted with stars, and this street was much more lively than when I first entered.

"Where is your home, show me the way." Lin Mo looked down at Feng Yichen.

Feng Yichen propped his elbows on the side of the wheelchair, supported his chin, and his voice was like a breeze, "Get out of this street first, turn left at the intersection in front." ”

"You're not in good health, do you want me to give you a diagnosis and treatment, and you'll be treated." Lin Mo pushed him forward slowly, and the wheelchair was a little hard to push.

As soon as he checked his pulse in Xinyue Tower, he found that there were several poisons in his body.

The strange thing is that these poisons restrain each other, and they will not cause serious harm to his body for a while, but in the long run, they will still be harmful to the body.

"Not necessarily." Feng Yichen refused, "I can't do anything about this body, what can you do as a girl?" ”

Lin Mo didn't mind the contempt in his words, "How do you know if I can't do it if I don't try?" ”

"To the right." Feng Yichen's voice was fluttering.

Suddenly, Lin Mo stopped, and her years of experience in performing special tasks told her that danger was approaching.

The corners of her lips were picked, and her starry eyes narrowed slightly, it seemed that the five hundred taels were not so easy to earn.

Feng Yichen in the wheelchair was still half leaning on the wheelchair, looking leisurely, as if he had not realized it.

Lin Moyu's fingers reached to his waist, the silver needle was twisted on his fingertips, and his body was ready to fight at any time.

This ancient person will do light work, and many masters are also very powerful, she knows that if she fights hard, she will definitely not be able to.

But throwing away her comrades-in-arms, she Lin Mo can't do it, and now she can only act at the opportunity.

Listening to the argument, Lin Mo accurately judged that there were at least five people on the roof on the left-hand side, about ten meters away, five meters away...... Two meters ......

She turned around quickly, and the silver needles at her fingertips scattered and flew out, the silver light flashed slightly in the night sky, and the silver needles were inserted directly into the death hole behind the necks of the five people, and before the five people could react, they slowly fell down and rolled off the roof.

Seeing all her movements in her eyes, Feng Yichen was surprised for a moment, and only instantly hid her expression, caressing the armrest of the wheelchair.

She held the needle for a moment, and five people on her right hand had already jumped down with swords, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Feng Yichen.

Lin Mo pulled the wheelchair and quickly took two steps back, turned the wheelchair behind him with his backhand, swung his arm out, and the silver needles sank into the assassin's body, and the five of them opened their eyes in surprise and slowly fell to the ground.