"Doctor Mo doesn't have to guard against me all the time."

Lu Jinghua's face was still pale, but his lips were red and dripping blood, and the whole person revealed a sense of evil:

"I want to make an appointment with you today to thank Dr. Mo for taking care of me a while ago."

"The medicine you prescribed, the effect is really good, it made me hurt for three or four days."

In the last sentence, her tone was very strange.

The silver needle in Mo Xingchu's hand was ready to go, but his face was still calm:

"Even if you find out, I won't go around the bush with you."

His beautiful eyes are sharp:

"Who taught you the evil art you are practicing now?"

When the person on the other side was questioning him, he suddenly attacked him.

A trace of blood red flashed in Lu Jinghua's eyes, and his five fingers pinched his neck:

"Originally, I wanted to pretend for a little longer, but Doctor Mo is too smart and knows a little bit more, so don't blame me for being ruthless and not pitiful."

Mo Xingchu had already taken precautions, leaned back and got up, and the silver needle in his hand also pierced her.

Looking at the two people who were fighting, Lu Jingmo, who was lurking in the distance, felt a tightening, but he still endured it and did not show up.

Wait.

Lu Jinghua left the courtyard today, and there must be people around him.

She wanted to see who it was.

The battle over there gradually intensified, and Lu Jinghua's face burst into bruises, and his tone was excited:

"Your martial arts are so high!"

She thought he was just a sick man who was breathing one step at a time.

"I'm really underestimating you."

"But there is my master with me today, no matter how high your martial arts are, it will not help."

Mo Xingchu didn't want to talk to her more, his fingers touched the medicine bottle in his sleeve, and just as he wanted to take it out and throw it at her, he saw a black shadow suddenly burst out of the bamboo forest.

The speed is fast, and only a trace of afterimage can be seen.

At the same time, Lu Jingmo also rushed towards Mo Xingchu at great speed.

"Ding" sound.

Shuo Tian slashed the outstretched arm of the black-robed man.

Instead of piercing the flesh, there was the sound of iron objects colliding.

Lu Jingmo hid the surprise in his heart and held his sword in front of Mo Xingchu.

The black eyes narrowed slightly, and the black-robed man in front of him who covered his eyebrows gradually coincided with the old man in the cave.

Her guess was correct.

Then this person will not be able to stay.

With a flip of his wrist, Shuo Tian stabbed at her again, but the old man had no intention of fighting, picked up Lu Jinghua's back collar and swept towards the forest.

The sword qi cut through her black robe, the hood fell off, the white hair floated out, the old man turned around, and the extremely gloomy eyes made Lu Jingmo, who wanted to catch up, stop.

How could she have a familiar feeling in this look?

Peach blossom eyes opened slightly, and watched the old man disappear into the deep forest with people.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that she was still staring in that direction, Mo Xingchu raised his hand and held her fingertips.

Although he was a little surprised that she didn't catch up, he was more worried about her state after seeing the old man at the moment.

Lu Jingmo came back to his senses and pursed his thin lips, feeling that he had seen the eyes of the old man in the cave, so he had a familiar feeling.

Thinking like this, he looked back at the white fingers on his fingertips, put Shuo Tian away, and his complexion had returned to normal:

"It's fine."

"I just think that the old man in the black robe has a deep martial arts skill."

Her sword struck her arm as if it were an iron weapon.

Mo Xingchu also said lightly:

"It's deep, indeed."

"There are very few people in this world who can use internal force as a shield to protect the body, and it is even rarer to practice to her level, without decades of practice, it is absolutely impossible to do it."