Wu Moqi curled up in order to reduce his receiving.

The pain doesn't seem to be much less.

"Stop! What do you do? ”

There was a monstrous coldness in the angry voice, and everyone stopped because of the voice.

Hearing the familiar voice, Wu Moqi raised his injured arm to look at the comer.

It was an exceptionally handsome face, Wu Moqi frowned, and reluctantly smiled at Ning Shaoli and passed out.

Ning Shaoli hurriedly stepped forward and held the woman in his arms.

Looking at the eyes of the people who are about to go out of the body, it will make people directly ignore his identity as a handsome son, and only feel that his whole body is cold, and he does not dare to move half a minute.

"She was wrong again, killing so many people!" The man still had a righteous and awe-inspiring posture, as if he wanted to prove her right.

Ning Shaoli glanced at her coldly, and his tone was stiff: "Someone will judge right and wrong, where is your turn to speak?" ”

His eyes seemed to be suddenly poisoned, and he forcibly suppressed the desire to kill in his heart, swept over everyone, and said to the small plan on the side: "Write down the names of all the young ladies and sons present, and punish them for beating others for no reason!" ”

At the end, he said, "Don't miss a single one." ”

After saying this, he couldn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly took Wu Moqi into the palace, as if he had pressed a big stone in his heart.

On the hands and ears of the person in his arms, there is no good place for the skin that can be exposed except on the face.

If he could, he would have killed them all.

He almost broke into the place where he ran to Yan Xiaoling.

He knew that Wu Moqi's body had always been very weak, and although he practiced internal skills for a few days a few days ago, it was not of much use after all.

How ruthless can those people be to smash Wu Moqi like this?

Yan Xiaoling saw Ning Shaoli holding a woman to her for medical treatment, and her first reaction was to refuse.

Where did he put her male god?

Obviously with him, the male god is still holding a woman?

Can't bear it, can't bear it!

But what about ...... How could she let such a beautiful woman lose her fragrance? She is such a kind person, she really can't do that kind of lack of virtue at all!

Yan Xiaoling looked at the hand that was pinching her neck and was about to strangle her.

After seeing the injuries on Wu Moqi's body, Yan Xiaoling breathed a sigh of relief.

She has read a lot of scripts, among which there are many domineering emperors, because the imperial doctor can't cure a certain lady in the palace, and the domineering emperor said handsomely, "If you can't cure it, you will bury her!" "Give Ray to.

She was very good at medicine, so the king was generally reluctant to let her be buried with her.

She never imagined that this would happen to her one day!

Looking at the man with a dark face in front of her, her face became even darker, and she finally realized the tragic fate of being a royal doctor and having to be buried at any time.

She pretended to sigh deeply, "You really don't know anything about the gratitude of the people, have you forgotten who saved you last time you almost lost your little life?" ”

Ning Shaoli didn't answer her words, his brows were still furrowed: "How is she now?" ”

Yan Xiaoling stood up and clapped his hands, "Don't worry, even if there is still a breath left, I, Yan Xiaoling, can pull that person back from the moment of life and death." ”

Seeing Ning Shaoxian, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Xiaoling felt that she had to seek justice for her male god, "What is your relationship with her?" ”

Ning Shaoli was silent.

"Don't you think you've failed Mo Sheng like this?"

"......" Ning Shaoli was still silent.