Chapter Seventy-Five: A Sword

Mo Qing felt that he had a dream, a dream that was very absurd and unreal. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The scene in the dream made him a little ashamed, but more of a nostalgia.

He had never dreamed like this before, so he was a little reluctant to wake up.

But he woke up anyway.

It's a time to wake up from a dream.

But he didn't want to move, so he wanted to lie quietly like this, and continue to reminisce about the dream that made his brain become a little trance.

He closed his eyes and remembered the soft, mesmerizing part of his dream.

The hand couldn't help but shake, just like the action in a dream.

Still feels this way......

It's so comfortable...

Mo Qing couldn't help but admire.

It's still a good dream, and when you wake up, you can continue to experience the beauty, and if you don't wake up completely, you can touch two more handfuls, otherwise it will be gone later.

Thinking like this in my heart, my hand followed the movement.

After a few moments, the hand stopped suddenly.

After a while, he moved quietly, as if he was testing something.

After pressing the soft piece down a little more, the hand retracted violently as if it had been touched by electricity.

Mo Qing's mind was completely sober, his eyes were wide, and his mouth was open enough to stuff a huge fist.

By the faint light coming from the entrance of the cave, he saw a face in front of him that was almost pressed against his face.

There was still a slight flush on that face that hadn't gone away, and it was beautiful.

The man slept peacefully, with a quiet smile on his face.

As she breathed evenly, streams of hot air gently spewed onto Mo Qing's face.

After a long time, with the sound of teeth colliding, Mo Qing's mouth finally closed with difficulty.

Carefully raised his hand and wiped away a wisp of saliva from the corner of his mouth because his mouth was too open, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

When my mind is clear, what happened yesterday will naturally become clear.

From picking up the seriously injured woman on his way home yesterday, to calling himself Lao Tzu, but accidentally stabbed his hand in the woman's chest and found that she was a woman.

Later, in the cave, there was some confusion, but some clear pictures, which came to his mind bit by bit......

Mo Qing stared like this, looking at the woman in his arms and falling into deep thought.

Occasionally, there was a faint sound of water droplets hitting the ground, probably on some leaves, and the rain that had not yet fallen had slipped down.

After a long time, Mo Qing came back to his senses, looked at the sleeping woman in his arms, and sighed silently.

After a long sigh, his eyes returned to their former clarity.

He carefully put the woman's arms and legs wrapped around him.

Although his face turned slightly red when he was doing these things, he did it very steadily, and there was no shyness in his eyes.

After slowly pulling out the arm that was pressed under her body, Mo Qing's whole body was completely liberated.

Rubbing her numb arm, carefully flattening the woman's body, Mo Qing gently covered her with the futon.

It's not good to spin around naked, although the only person who exists here is still asleep, and Mo Qing's face is still hot.

The clothes were found from the ground, but they were a little too miserable.

Looking at something like a rag, Mo Qing smiled bitterly and threw it to the ground again.

But he immediately picked it up from the ground and held it around his waist with his hand.

Covering the key points with rags, hunched over, Mo Qing searched carefully on the ground, and finally he found the covered storage bag under the edge of the futon.

But there are two, one is earthy yellow and the other is sky blue.

The sky blue storage bag was not only larger than Mo Qing's storage bag, but also much more beautiful than the earthy yellow one in his hand.

On the blue exterior, there are a few falling snowflakes.

There was a good smell on it, just as good as the smell of the woman.

After finding a shirt from the storage bag and replacing the rags, Mo Qing looked at the storage bag with the face in his hand, and then gently placed it next to the woman's head.

When the waist bent down, it was very smooth, but when it straightened up, it was a little painful, the corners of Mo Qing's mouth moved, and he covered his waist with his hands, and then slowly straightened up.

In fact, Mo Qing was not only uncomfortable in this place, his back was covered with red scratches, and his clothes rubbed against it with hot pain.

There are also several bloody tooth marks on the left shoulder, which are blue-purple in color.

The mouth is also uncomfortable.

Although he couldn't see his mouth, that feeling still told Mo Qing that if nothing else, his mouth was definitely swollen.

This is a bit too much, isn't it?

Mo Qing put his own storage bag in his arms, and thought a little helplessly.

Fu Jiang rushed over when Mo Qing stood up.

Originally, Lord Fu Jiang, who had been snubbed, was ready to give his master a little anger, but after seeing Mo Qing's appearance, he couldn't help but laugh wildly.

The smile is very anthropomorphic, and it is also very cheap.

Especially when he saw Mo Qing's swollen lips like two pieces of fat, he sat on the ground with a smile all his body.

One paw pounded wildly on the ground, and the other paw pointed at Mo Qing's mouth, trembling.

Of course, the consequences were serious, and someone who was covered by his waist and was embarrassed and angry picked him up from the ground, and knocked a few times on his head before he stopped.

However, this did not diminish the smile of Lord Fukusho in the slightest.

This lawless monkey, who is the master of this.

Ignoring this upside-down follower, Mo Qing taught it a lesson, and then stuffed it into his arms again.

The next thing is not to be allowed to be seen.

A neat stack of thin sheets appeared in Mo Qing's hand, and it was only now that he realized that the woman was still covered with a thick quilt.

The woman burned too badly last night, and Mo Qing covered her with the thick quilt she carried.

Now, after last night's madness, the heat on the woman's body has subsided, and it is a little cruel to cover the bed with the quilt.

The woman's extremely beautiful face became red because of the heat, and perhaps for some other reason, and sweat drew some bright paths on it.

After glancing at the woman who was still asleep, Mo Qing reached out and gently lifted the quilt covering the woman's body to the side.

The woman's beautiful body suddenly appeared completely in front of Mo Qing's eyes.

Although he covered the sheet with great speed, and then fled out of there, standing at the entrance of the cave and looking at the hole entwined with ancient vines.

He didn't dare to stay there, for fear that he would think that he shouldn't have started.

The rain had already stopped, and from time to time some water droplets slipped from the dark green leaves of the ancient vine and fell to the ground, scattering some splashes.

For this woman, how should he face it, when this question was lying on the mattress, Mo Qing thought about it for a long time.

This is a thing he doesn't know how to express in words, he is obviously saving people, God knows how it became like this.

He didn't know how to fix it.

Slap his ass and leave, as soon as this thought came to mind, he slapped himself hard.

If you do, you will be no different from a beast.

There is no way to avoid this, and it cannot be avoided.

Although he had now determined that the woman did not have a fever, but had some kind of powerful medicine.

It stands to reason that he should still be a victim himself, but where does it make sense.

Aphrodisiac, you damn thing!

With a fierce scolding, Mo Qing turned his head, squatted on the ground and began to serve firewood.

Things have come to this point, I can only walk and watch, it's a big deal to marry her.

Mo Qing thought to herself.

But then he smiled wryly again, which seemed unlikely.

But in any case, this matter is his responsibility, even if it is for a reason.

If it's his responsibility, then he has to be responsible.

Glancing at the woman who was still asleep, Mo Qing seemed to understand what she meant to herself, and also understood the responsibilities of men that Uncle Mo Lun had said.

Overnight, Mo Qing seemed to have suddenly matured.

Although the appearance is no different from before, there is a different temperament on the body.

In the childishness of the eldest child, it gives some men's maturity again.

The firewood he had brought on the road yesterday had not yet run out, and at this time, under his movements, a flame was burning again on the pile of ashes.

Glancing at the rising smoke, Mo Qing frowned, and with a single move, a spirit shield appeared above the white smoke.

After passing through the hood, all the smoke disappeared.

Smoke can't appear, and who knows if anyone is after her.

However, judging from her injuries, this possibility is still extremely high.

On top of the three blackened stones, the yellow clay pot used for decocting the medicine yesterday had been filled with water again, and it was steaming hot.

A black thing more than half a foot long appeared in Mo Qing's hand.

As soon as this thing was taken out, Fu Jiang rushed over and squeaked at Mo Qing, with a greedy expression on his face.

That black thing is naturally the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu that Mo Qing found before.

Originally, he didn't want to take it out, although he knew that Huang Laoxi's situation was that he couldn't use up such a large medicine, but he still didn't want to take it out.

Who knows if there will be any surprises!

But the woman's injuries were very serious, and I don't know what kind of big battle she had experienced, and her body was very overdrawn.

Last night, stimulated by the aphrodisiac, the injury seemed to have become a little more serious.

Although I look like I'm sleeping very well now, my physical condition is not very good......

He Shou Wu was cut off by Mo Qing with a knife, and after carefully sealing the remaining half of the boy, Mo Qing carefully cut these pieces in his hand into small pieces with a knife.

The thousand-year-old elixir was naturally not comparable to ordinary medicinal materials, just smelling the fresh smell that emanated, Mo Qing felt that his brain was much clearer.

After eating two small pieces, Fu Jiang reluctantly took his eyes back from the pot.

Fu will love to take drugs, Mo Qing knows it.

But now there is not much way, there are only so many medicines, all of which are of great use, so I have to let it suffer a little grievance.

The small pieces of He Shou Wu, which are as white as jade, are in the yellow clay pot, and with the boiling of the water, they shake gently, and a good smell fills the entire cave.

Mo Qing squatted on the ground, facing the entrance of the cave and carefully boiling the elixir soup, this thing was very precious to him, and he didn't dare to be careless.

At this moment, a sword that was silently covered in sky blue pressed against his throat......