Chapter 137: No Solution
Mo Miao listened to what he said earlier, and his heart only felt sour and sweet, like eating a small green fruit, and like soaking in warm water, the warmth spread from his lungs to his whole body, and the whole person couldn't iron it.
When he heard the back, it became more and more wrong, and when he said the last sentence, "Don't think about denying it", the tears in his eyes instantly went back, and he looked at him dumbfounded.
What does it mean for her to break the contract? What does it mean to ruin the expectations of both parents? What do you mean to go underground and settle accounts with her? If you don't agree, you will become a treacherous person?
What's even more odious is that what did he say, old and dead? Why is it full of gibberish? Also in black and white! Did he think it was a debt to pay off?
Mo Miao was so angry that he forgot to move, forgot the guilt, forgot the sourness, and only cried and laughed at this moment.
This guy doesn't know what he has in his head, and he doesn't forget to threaten her at this time, but this threat is very touching.
He had said it all, and although she still didn't want to, she couldn't say anything too resolute in the end.
Mo Miao was in a dilemma, she didn't know whether she should nod her head, she wanted to nod but couldn't help but doubt herself, could she really do it? Will she be able to let go of those insistences?
Before he could think of the answer, a sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded in the air, and the leaves squirming in his ears sounded, and four or five black-clothed men with swords and a cold momentum came straight towards the two of them from all directions.
Liu Qingyang's face changed greatly, and he dragged Mo Miao to his side, but it was not good to drag her behind her back to face the man in black behind her, so she grabbed her wrist tightly, let her be next to her, and whispered: "Be careful!" ”
Mo Miao didn't expect so many people in black to suddenly appear, sweeping over the people in black, and inexplicably felt that the momentum was very familiar.
For a moment, she thought of something, and her face became ugly.
I didn't expect that person to be so ruthless, it seems that he has been under the surveillance of others since he came here, and he got the news so quickly.
Faced with such a situation, Mo Yao couldn't hide it, so he whispered: "It's a person from Lingxiao Pavilion, don't worry about me, be careful!" ”
As soon as the words fell, a man in black came straight towards her, the tip of the sword came towards the door in front of her, Mo Miao withdrew his hand, flew back, and avoided the person behind him with a sword, and quickly pulled out the frost on his waist to face the enemy.
Because the body of the Frost Sword is light, it can be used as a soft sword wrapped around the waist, which is very convenient.
The Flowing Frost Sword pulled out a silver-white sword flower and blocked the sword of the man in black in front of him, making a piercing sound.
Over there, Liu Qingyang took out a folding fan, turned around, and waved the folding fan in all directions, flying out several silver streamers, attacking the man in black.
Mo Miao had no intention of catching a glimpse, and couldn't help but be surprised, but he didn't expect that the hidden weapon he used was the same as hers.
However, the silver needle hidden in the vassal elegant fan is even more unexpected.
Mo Miao didn't think much about it, took a slow breath, and flew several silver needles towards the two black-clothed people in front of him.
Judging from their skills, these are all people from the Earth Pavilion, and they are also, although that person is the Right Divine Envoy, the number of people in the Heavenly Pavilion is limited, and the martial arts are the top existence among the three Pavilions.
Unless it was the Pavilion Master himself, the others, including the Hall Master and the Elders, did not have the right to instruct the person who moved the Heavenly Pavilion.
With the kung fu of himself and Liu Qingyang, it was still reluctant to deal with the people of the three pavilions, but now it was quite difficult to face the siege of four or five people.
With so many people dispatched at one time, it seems that the person is iron-hearted.
If she wants to win, she must fight quickly, and these people will die, but she has become a traitor in the cabinet and can never go back.
If they don't kill, they will both die.
Glancing at Liu Qingyang, he saw that he had already been painted on his body, but there was no change on his face, Mo Yao's eyes flashed and flashed, and this flashing kung fu shoulder blade had been hit by a sword, and blood was dripping.
Mo Jiao stabbed his sword into the opponent's ribs, drew his sword, and quickly flew back.
This is not the way to go.
Mo Miao gritted his teeth, his face turned cold, he took out thousands of threads, shouted "Be careful", and then turned around, and countless silver lights fell like rain on the five black-clothed people.
At the same time, Liu Qingyang heard her words and quickly retreated.
Seeing this, one of the men in black closest to him immediately chased after him and stabbed him in the abdomen with a sword.
Liu lightly slapped the man's chest, and the man stepped back, pulled out his sword, slammed it, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his face turned pale, and he knelt on the ground.
Liu Qingyang covered his abdomen, his face was extremely ugly, he didn't expect this person to catch up desperately.
The five men in black were shot by the thousands of strands of quenched poison, and all fell to the ground, groaning in pain, foaming at the mouth in a blink of an eye, and lost their breath.
Mo Miao hurriedly ran to Liu Qingyang's side, checked his injuries, and stared at him in shock.
This sword is poisonous.
The pale cyan clothes had turned purple and black in the blink of an eye, and the area around the wound had turned even black, which was extremely terrifying.
After looking at his other wounds, it was normal, and it seemed that the man in black who shot in the end was the main one, that is, he used poison as a last resort.
Mo Yao first ordered him a few large places of blood to prevent the toxin from spreading, and then took out an antidote for him to take, but after a while, he didn't see any improvement, and his heart suddenly sank.
Liu Qingyang grabbed her hand, her face was pale, but she smiled gently: "Is it useless?" Don't be afraid, it's okay. ”
Mo Miao looked at him with a complicated expression, she couldn't say anything, she wanted to tell him that this might not be an ordinary poison, and her antidote was not available.
But seeing his calm and breezy appearance, he didn't seem to care at all, so he didn't know how to get better.
A person behind him suddenly appeared, swept around, his eyes fell on this side, walked over slowly, put one hand on her shoulder, and sighed: "I'm sorry, I'm late." ”
Mo Miao raised his eyes and saw Qingshan standing in front of him, his face was unusually serious and worried.
Without asking him why he appeared, Mo Miao grabbed his big broad hand tightly and looked at him without blinking: "Qingshan Hall Master, can you save him?" ”
Qingshan frowned, looking at her eyes full of pleading, his heart couldn't bear it, but his face became more serious: "Do you really want to save him?" Do you know the consequences? ”
Mo Miao was silent, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
Qingshan said in a low voice: "If you save him, you will be guilty of your sin, and you will never be able to go back, you have to think about it." ”
Mo Miao smiled bitterly, how could she not know?
If she only killed five people from the Pavilion, she went back and admitted her mistake, just to protect herself, she had to do it as a last resort, although there was a heavy punishment, but there was still room for it.
Once Liu Qingyang was saved, she was convicted of the crime of the cabinet, and there was only one death.
"I don't care, I just want him to live." Mo Miao said this, although his voice was soft, but it was loud.
Qingshan's brows were furrowed to kill a fly, and he met her determined gaze, sighed silently, and said, "I can't solve his poison." ”
Mo Miao looked at him in amazement, how could it be?
Qingshan's compassionate gaze fell on her face, and she stood with her hands in her hands: "It can be used in the last blow, it can be seen that this poison is rare, looking at his wounds, this poison is not what I have seen, and I can't solve it." ”
Mo Miao was like falling into an ice cave in an instant.
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