Death is death, it is best to focus on Ding Gouda, and a whip will result in her, so as not to suffer from the flesh and skin again.

Mo Li was mentally prepared, but the expected pain did not come, but there was a muffled snort and Ding Gouda's howl like killing a pig came from his ears: "A good man spares his life!" ”

Slowly opening her eyes, Mo Li felt that she might be hallucinating because of her poor physical condition. In front of her, a tall man in an ink robe was looking at her inquiringly with a pair of deep eyes. And Ding Gouda was being trampled under his feet, bleeding from his right arm, and his left hand was covering the wound and wailing desperately. The three family members, including the slender face, were already lying on the ground staggered, and a dark figure was untying Zhang Yuling's rope.

"No, I must have been dazzled." Mo Li muttered, closed his eyes, shook his head, and then opened his eyes again. The ink-robed man was still there. "No, do it again." Mo Li closed her eyes again, she felt that she must have been thinking too much about him recently, so she saw that face before she died.

When she opened her eyes again, she could finally be sure that this was not an illusion, and the person in front of her was really Murong Chu. He had already kicked Ding Gouda at the man in the dark clothes, and pulled out a dagger from his waist to cut the rope tied to Mo Li's body.

Mo Li broke free from the shackles of the rope, her legs were weak, and just when she was about to fall, Murong Chu caught her. The face that was as perfect and resolute as a knife was full of distress, and he pursed his thin lips and hugged Mo Li tightly in his arms.

"Hey, it hurts,......" Mo Li exclaimed in pain. Murong Chu quickly loosened his arm a little and asked worriedly, "Where is the injury?" ”

Mo Li's consciousness finally came back to full clarity, and he endured the pain and reached out to push him: "Hey, who are you?" What are you doing? ”

Murong Chu's expression became even more nervous, and he grabbed Mo Li's hand and put it on his face: "Li'er, it's me, don't you know me?" I'm Murong Chu! ”

Mo Li's heart trembled, but he still pulled his hand back hard: "You recognize the wrong person, I'm not Li'er, my name is Li Moxi." ”

Murong Chu held Mo Li's hand tightly and refused to let go, and said with a trembling voice: "Li'er, don't be like this, you take a closer look at me, I am Murong Chu, I am really Murong Chu......"

Eleven who came with Murong Chu suddenly seemed to have been co-ordinated, and the hand that was tying Ding Gouda paused, and looked at his master in amazement, his master, who was high up and had always been cold, actually spoke to people in such a gentle tone that he had never heard before. Oh, my God! Could it be that the sun came out of the west this morning?

Also shocked were Zhang Yuling, who was untied, and Ding Gouda, who was being tied. At this moment, the two of them had reached an unanimous mind like never before, and unlike Eleven, the two of them were stunned by the scene in front of them.

A tall, handsome man hugged an ordinary-looking, skinny kid, and was affectionate. This strange style of painting Rao is Ding Gouda, who has been in the Fengyue place all the year round, and he also feels a little powerless to accept it.

Or Eleven reacted first, and slapped Ding Gouda's back of the head: "Look at what to see, and then look at gouging out your eyeballs!" ”

Ding Gouda was beaten and screamed, Zhang Yuling came back to his senses, knelt and crawled a few steps in front of Murong Chu and Mo Li, and asked tentatively: "Brother Moxi, is he the friend you said?" ”

Mo Li suddenly blessed his heart, shook off Murong Chu's hand with all his might, pointed at Zhang Yuling and said to him: "You heard it, she called me Brother Moxi, and I am Li Moxi." ”

Murong Chu didn't answer, he directly picked up Mo Li, and as soon as he turned around, there was a "clang" at the door of the firewood room, and a long sword fell to the ground.

The owner of the sword had the same expression as the three people who were stunned before, staring at Murong Chu with straight eyes, and then looked at Mo Li in his arms: "He...... How did he get here? ”

Mo Li now finally fully understands the essence of the sentence "If you are not afraid of a god-like opponent, you are afraid of a pig-like teammate", she repeatedly denied that she knew Murong Chu, and was fully exposed by Yu Mingxi's question.

At this point, she felt that no matter how much she argued, it would be useless, and it was better to die immediately to avoid the embarrassment in front of her. In fact, she did, but instead of dying, she passed out.

It turns out to be a good idea, all the aftermath is none of her business, she just needs to play a dead pig.

When the dead pig, no, when Mo Li woke up again, it was in her own bed. The room was quiet and there was no one but her. She stared at the ceiling and carefully recalled what had happened before, and the picture finally stopped on Yu Mingxi's stupid pig face. She moved slightly, the ache in her body as if to remind her that everything that had happened before was not a dream.

"Awake?" Murong Chu walked in, put the tray in his hand on the small table, and sat on the edge of the bed with concern and asked.

"Oh," Mo Li replied in a low voice, wanting to sit up, Murong Chu stretched out his long arm, half held her head up with one hand, and took the bowl on the tray with the other hand and brought it to her mouth: "Let's drink the medicine first." ”

The bowl had already been handed to him, and Mo Li could only open his mouth. Murong Chu carefully fed the medicinal juice into her mouth little by little, until all the medicine in the bowl was swallowed by her, then he gently put her down, took a handkerchief and wiped the medicinal juice from the corner of her mouth.

Turning to put the medicine bowl back on the tray, he took a small piece of rock candy from a small porcelain dish and stuffed it into her mouth.

Mo Li took rock sugar in her mouth, letting the sweetness dilute the bitterness of the medicinal juice. But my heart was up and down, and I didn't know what to say.

Murong Chu looked at Mo Li quietly, and it took a long time before he spoke: "Li'er......"

Mo Li didn't know which tendon she was pumping, so she sat up and shouted: "I said it, I'm not Li'er, my name is Li Moxi, you really recognize the wrong person!" ”

Murong Chu got up and took the bronze mirror that Mo Li usually used from the table and held it up in front of her: "Do you still say that you are Li Moxi?" ”

"Oh no!" Mo Li glanced at the bronze mirror, covered his face with his hands and wailed.

Thinking about it, I was really stupid enough, I must have been struck by lightning when I crossed over. Can the blood on my face be washed away that day? This wash, of course, will reveal its true face. Thinking that her embarrassed appearance was seen by Murong Chu at that time, she really wanted to faint again immediately......

Wait, what's the pink color on your chest? Mo Li hurriedly lowered his head, only to find that he was only wearing obscene clothes, and he got up in a hurry, and his collar spread out a little, revealing a small piece of ...... Pink ...... It's actually a belly pocket!

Mo Li suddenly felt that he had been struck by lightning again, his face was as hot as a fever, he hurriedly pulled up his collar and peeked at Murong Chu, although this guy turned his face to the side, what was the suspicious flush at the root of his ears?