My Xiuxian has a mall

Chapter 83 Performing Arts
[Reminder: You killed Zhou Liyang, a level 8 ancient warrior, and it was hearty, gold coins +200, explosive power 32, and the shortcut to bursting punch: 32/50]

Mo Ming looked at his blood-stained fist. It was okay. This guy had used his remaining energy before he died.

He stirred up his true energy and calmly opened up his blood, and his hands were as smooth as ever.

After hearing Xiao Qiyan's call, he and Mo Zixiu walked over.

Xiao Qiyan threw a fireball with his hands, illuminating the surroundings, and looking along a bloodstain, he saw a petite body lying on the ground, obviously it was Shi Ying, who didn't know whether to live or die.

He wanted to stand up to check the situation, but the injury on his body was affected, and he sat down by the wall again in pain, his face pale and painful.

"Your body is not good, it's too weak." Mo Ming said lightly.

"Isn't that right? You're always clamoring for someone with supernatural powers to surpass ancient warriors. That's it? Zhou Liyang punched me to the ground. Eat more kidney tablets." Mo Zixiu didn't forget to make up his sword.

Like a defeated rooster, Xiao Qiyan lowered his head and sighed, "Is Zhou Liyang dead?"

Mo Ming said "hmm", grabbed his arm that bore the brunt of the attack, and injected his energy.

He immediately felt a stream of clear water moisturizing the injured area, and he felt refreshed and said with sincere gratitude: "Thank you, Brother Ming. If it hadn't been for Brother Ming this time, I would definitely have died."

"So why are you running around? Just to save her?" Mo Ming glanced at Shi Ying not far away.

Xiao Qiyan briefly introduced what happened, and then emphasized: "I really didn't think too much about it, I just thought she was pitiful, and she was a nice person, so I wanted to help her."

Mo Zixiu sneered: "The explanation is just a cover-up. It turned out to be easy for us to find, and almost cost our own life. The ability is just average. If the brain doesn't work well, it's really doomed."

Xiao Qiyan said angrily: "I'm wrong, but you can't insult my IQ. Tell me, what's the problem? She's like this. Could it be that she's still acting bitterly with me? I, Xiao Qiyan, am not a good person, and I even Arrogant, but my blood is hot, I don't want to be a cold-blooded animal like you!"

Mo Zixiu choked for a moment. To be honest, he couldn't tell what was wrong with it. Everything seemed reasonable.

But he was vigilant by nature, and he always felt that something was wrong, besides, Shi Ying was not a teammate, so why care about her life?

As the sixth son of the Mohist family, he grew up in such a big family with complicated relationships. He was used to intrigues and intrigues.

Mo Ming treated Xiao Qiyan's injuries for a while, got up and said: "Well, there is no absolute right or wrong in this world, but the truth will eventually be known."

Xiao Qiyan felt his whole body lighten up, his complexion looked much better, he got up, looked at Mo Ming and said: "I will obey Brother Ming now, whatever Brother Ming says, I, Xiao Qiyan, will never disobey!"

"Oh, yes, then I want to ask, can you perform that again?" Mo Ming smiled harmlessly.

Xiao Qiyan had a question mark on his face: "Which one?"

Mo Ming gestured with his fingers and said seriously:
"You were punched by Zhou Liyang, and you threw fireworks around in the air, just like setting off fireworks. I think it's very artistic. As expected, explosions are art."

"Pfft--" Mo Zixiu burst out laughing. He had received professional training as a "noble child" and generally wouldn't laugh, at least not like this, unless he couldn't help it.

Immediately, the scene was filled with a happy atmosphere, and there was a smell of gunpowder and a dull atmosphere ahead.

Xiao Qiyan blushed, gritted his teeth, patted his chest and said, "Okay! Come on, Brother Ming, punch me in the chest, and I'll show you a big show!"

"Forget it, I don't want to waste time healing you." Mo Ming waved his hand lazily.

The three of them approached Shi Ying immediately, and found that she was not dead, and her injury was not as serious as expected, only a fist-sized wound on her back, dripping with blood.

She seemed to be attacked from behind by Zhou Liyang, and then knocked out again, because the difference in strength was too great, she couldn't muster any resistance.

As for why Zhou Liyang didn't kill her, it's easy to understand, because she is a weak woman who doesn't pose much of a threat, and her appearance is still pretty. In such a repressive and cruel environment, she is a suitable target for venting.

Shi Ying's shirt was in tatters and she was having a happy affair. You can imagine the ending when she was dragged back by Zhou Liyang.

Xiao Qiyan squatted down and covered Shi Ying, then shook her head and shouted: "Shi Ying, wake up."

Shi Ying woke up leisurely, startled at first, her face showed fear, after seeing Xiao Qiyan clearly, tears couldn't stop falling, she sobbed softly: "I'm sorry, brother Xiao, did I bother you, thank you for your kindness Come save me, I thought I'd never see you again..."

Xiao Qiyan scratched his head embarrassingly and said: "I wanted to save him, but I couldn't beat Zhou Liyang, it's all thanks to Brother Ming, he killed that trash with a few punches!"

Shi Ying's pupils narrowed slightly, she immediately reacted, she knelt down and kowtowed to Mo Ming, and before she had time to express her deep gratitude, Mo Ming turned and left.

"It's time to go back."

Mo Ming turned his back to Shi Ying, and the corner of his mouth curled up playfully.

In terms of performing arts, Xiao Qiyan is still far behind.

Room six.

This is Xiao Qiyan's room, which has the same layout as Room No. [-]. It was agreed at the beginning that three people would take turns to live in the room.

Mo Ming bought a spirit-accumulating grass before going into the closet to practice. He picked off a leaf and threw it to Xiao Qiyan, and stuffed the rest into his mouth.

"Eat, take a good rest, there must be supplies before the war."

Mo Zixiu immediately looked at Xiao Qiyan with fiery eyes, he smelled something good.

Xiao Qiyan grabbed the blade tightly, swallowed it like a baby, and snorted: "What do you look at, you are not injured, I am here to show brother Ming the art of explosion."

He suddenly choked up his words, and felt the medicinal power of the Yunling grass spread in his body carefully, making him feel refreshed from the inside out.

Xiao Qiyan couldn't help but patted his thigh and grinned: "Wow! This injury is not bad! It feels so wonderful, Brother Ming is awesome!"

Mo Zixiu was tickled so much that he could only stare blankly, lamenting that Mo Ming had too many cards.

Shi Ying curled up in the corner by the door, silently cleaning the wound, looking in Mo Ming's direction, a faint light flashed in her eyes.

when--

The ninth bell struck, and the day of the fifth day came.

Xiao Qiyan also fully recovered to his peak state, at this moment, a painful groan suddenly sounded from the door.

"Shi Ying, what's the matter?" Xiao Qiyan jumped off the bed and asked.

"I...my wound seems to be getting worse, and a force is tearing it open." Shi Ying said tremblingly.

Xiao Qiyan compared his feelings after being beaten by Zhou Liyang, and felt that what he said was true, and said: "Don't you have the golden sore medicine? Apply more and try..."

Shi Ying said rather shyly: "My injury is on my back, so it's not easy to rub."

"It's easy, let me help you."

"Thank you, Brother Xiao is really kind, but it's not convenient here, and I don't want to trouble everyone anymore, can Brother Xiao send me back to Room [-]? Great kindness, I, Shi Ying, will do it in my next life." A cow is like a horse, and we will repay each other with grass and a ring." Shi Ying knelt down on the ground, tears streaming down her face.

(End of this chapter)