"I'm sorry for the second brother." Linglong pursed her lips and smiled, her voice sweet and greasy.

Xiao Er felt that it was hot under his nose again, so he didn't dare to stay longer, so he ran away in a panic with his nose covered.

Linglong chuckled, it was really funny!

The closed door of the opposite room next door suddenly opened, and a person walked out, just in time to see Linglong leaning on the door with her arms crossed, smiling wantonly, and her brows tightened.

Linglong raised her eyes, the smile on the corner of her lips deepened, and she even threw a wink at him: "This son is good." ”

Jiang Yuanting's brows furrowed even tighter, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "No shame!" He turned back into the room and slammed the door shut.

Linglong pursed her lips disdainfully and snorted: "Fake serious!" With a roll of his eyes, he said to himself: "It looks good, but it's a little older, and the temper is not very good, not as good as the previous brother." ”

Closed the door, returned to the room, sat at the table, Linglong held her chin with one hand, and asked in surprise: "Don't say a word?" Really asleep? Then don't blame me for taking matters into account! A hint of cunning flashed in his eyes, and he muttered to himself, "Things seem to be getting more and more interesting." ”

I don't know how long I slept, Mo Jiao opened his eyes, looked at the familiar scene in front of him, was stunned for a moment, and in a blink of an eye understood what was happening, and hurriedly ran to the lake and looked at the outside world.

Sure enough, it was Linglong who controlled the body outside.

But what's going on? Mo Yao's eyes widened in shock, followed by anger, and the blood all over his body rushed to the top of his head, trembling with anger.

Anger broke through the confinement, Mo Yao's eyes darkened, and when he opened his eyes again, he had returned to reality.

Looking at the blood-stained frost sword in his hand, Mo Yao quickly drew out the sword, took a few steps back, and stared blankly at Jiang Yuanting, who was sitting on the ground in front of him, with an incredible facial expression.

It seemed that he was holding something in his hand, Mo Yao looked down, it was a book, opened it, and sure enough, there was the word "Qinghong" in it, which was the casting secret book of Qinghong Sword.

"You...... Is it ......" Jiang Yuanting raised his hand and pointed at her, his facial expression twitched, and his pupils flashed with shock, fear, and disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost.

What is it? Mo Miao didn't know what he was going to say, but he couldn't care much about it, so he stepped forward and grabbed his shoulder, and asked with red eyes: "Tell me!" What happened to the Bai family back then? Who wants to harm the Bai family? ”

The light in Jiang Yuanting's eyes gradually dimmed, and he muttered something in his mouth, Mo Miao got closer, only to hear what he said was "Remember what you said, save her ......"

Save whom?

Mo Miao didn't care anymore, quickly clicked on a few big points on his body, stopped the trend of bleeding from the wound, took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a black pill, put it in his mouth, forced him to swallow, and muttered in a trembling voice: "You can't die, you haven't told me the truth yet, you can't die yet!" ”

Suddenly, someone broke through the window, and a gust of wind mixed with a fierce momentum struck Mo Yao.

Mo Miao quickly dodged sideways, and when he saw the person in front of him, he was shocked.

Liu Qingyang came violently and angrily: "Why did you want to kill him?!" ”

Mo Yao was silent, and caught a glimpse of Jiang Yuanting holding his injured abdomen, slowly moving towards the woman on the bed, secretly anxious.

However, Liu Qingyang chased after him, the sword was merciless but a little messy, and when Mo Miao was in a trance and intentionally gave in, a sword stabbed Mo Jiao's shoulder.

Mo Miao was in pain, covered his shoulders and stood firmly, glanced at Liu Qingyang deeply, stopped fighting, and jumped out of the window.

Liu Qingyang looked back at Jiang Yuanting, took out the medicine on his body to treat external injuries, poured on Jiang Yuanting's wound, grabbed his shoulder and asked, "What happened to the Bai family back then?" Tell me! ”

Jiang Yuanting smiled hard: "You don't have to bother, I won't say it." ”

Cold sweat was dripping on his forehead, Jiang Yuanting endured the pain in his abdomen, grabbed his wife's hand on the bed tightly, and a sarcastic smile rose at the corner of his mouth: "I, Jiang Yuanting, have done countless evils, and my life should be like this, but she is innocent, I promised her that I would wander the world with her, and I would never care about the affairs of the rivers and lakes again, I left, what should she do?" ”

Liu Qingyang frowned and hesitated, and finally said: "Then you can live well, if you don't want her to be alone for the rest of her life." ”

Jiang Yuanting's eyes lit up suddenly, and the hand holding his wife tightened.

Liu Qingyang put the remaining half bottle of trauma medicine beside him and said, "I will come to you again, you can do it yourself!" Then he jumped out of the window and chased after Mo Yao.

Following the bloodstains, Liu Qingyang chased to a river and found Mo Yao under a tree.

The petite man, dressed in black and covered with a black scarf, leaned weakly against the tree, his eyes closed, as if he had fallen unconscious.

Liu Qingyang squatted down, ripped off the black towel on her face, and saw a delicate face as white as paper and cold sweat, and there was no blood on her lips.

Tentatively reaching out to her snort, for a moment, Liu Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief, took out a bottle of wound medicine from his arms, hesitated for a moment, or reached out to untie her shirt, revealing the wound on her shoulder.

The sword stabbed deeply, and a lot of blood flowed, Liu Qingyang was in a complicated mood, but without hesitation, he poured out the medicinal powder and applied it to her wound, and then tore a piece of cloth from his own clothes and wrapped it around her wound.

The unconscious man groaned in pain, slowly opened his eyes, saw the person in front of him, was stunned, and suddenly smiled bitterly: "Are you here to kill me?" It's okay, count me unlucky. After saying that, he closed his eyes again, as if he really let it go.

Liu raised her lips and smiled: "Don't worry, you can't die yet." ”

Mo Miao opened his eyes in surprise, suddenly noticed the abnormality, looked down, and found that his current situation was not good, and the other party's hand was on the ......

Mo Yao was ashamed and angry, slapped his palm on the chest, and slapped Liu Qingyang took a step back, but he was not injured, after all, the other party was already injured, where is the strength? This palm is soft.

On the other hand, the woman in front of her, a face that was as white as paper just now instantly turned red as rouge, covered her wounds, and glared angrily: "You are shameless!" ”

Liu Qingyang was very amused, and her eyes were still staring at the place she was holding, and sighed: "I've seen it, is it useful to be nervous?" ”

Mo Yao was almost vomited blood, his face was blue and white and red, and he wanted to stab him with a sword, but he couldn't use his strength, so he fell back in pain.

Liu Qingyang took the opportunity to support her and sighed: "What is a girl's strength?" Why do you want to kill people? Well deserved! ”

Mo Jiao was already hit by a sword injury from him, and he just woke up and found that he was looking at it, and now he was robbed and ridiculed by him for a while, poked in the heart, and fainted again.

Liu Qingyang didn't expect her to be so bad, obviously looking at such a fierce person, how could she be stunned in a few words? In addition to emotion, there is also a trace of guilt and worry.

Now that he couldn't go back to the inn at this time, Liu Qingyang had to take off his robe and wrap her around her body and hold her in his arms.