Spoiling his wife too much: This villain is too gentle

Chapter 28 Injured
"Mo Jiu, stay away! Be careful!"

Ye Shurong took out a monster neatly, and shouted at Mo Jiu, who was in a daze.

She wondered a little how on earth someone like this had come to be alive.

She couldn't help thinking about the roar of the monster.

Just now, a dozen of these things sprang out at once.

Sharp minions, muddy hair, and scarlet eyes that are only crazy, there is no way to tell that they were once human.

Ye Shurong is well aware of their weaknesses, and with her swift movements, the monsters were gradually wiped out.

Mo Jiu didn't make a move not far away, and looked at her without blinking.

For some reason those monsters didn't attack him.

Ye Shurong heaved a sigh of relief after finishing off the last monster, luckily there wasn't a particularly strong one.

If a bunch of tricky ones come, it will be troublesome, that guy is still wounded.

She frowned and looked at the dirty blood on the white tooth blade, then turned her eyes away and walked forward.

Mo Jiu followed behind silently.

There was no accident on the road ahead, Ye Shurong walked quietly to a metal door, which looked extremely hard and heavy.

There are no organs and no gaps, and there is no way to start.

Ye Shurong held the knife in both hands, calmed down, and suddenly rushed to a point above the door.

There was a sharp and piercing sound, and the sound of the rear door breaking.

Mo Jiu stopped the footsteps that she wanted to open the door for her, and an imperceptible surprise flashed in her eyes.

Ye Shurong touched her ears, if it wasn't for her helplessness and the fact that it's all made of metal and the sound insulation is very good, she wouldn't waste effort to open the door.

She stepped in, and the inside was very empty, but to her surprise, there was no one inside.

There are neatly arranged glass cabinets, inside which are placed blood in delicate vials.

Even if they are sealed well and no smell leaks out, she can still feel the throbbing from the blood.

This is... the blood of the immortal race.

Anger and disgust flashed in Ye Shurong's eyes, ignoring Mo Jiu's dazed expression behind her.

She approached to remove the bottles and take them back to the academy.

The moment she touched it, a sudden change occurred.

There was a crackling sound like gears turning, and then countless sharp arrows pierced the wind, with faint blue light on the arrows.

hateful!Even if you can't bring it back, you can't get rid of those offal.

Ye Shurong chopped off the arrows that were attacking him with a knife, but fortunately, Mo Jiu, who was standing at the door, was not affected.

She released her spiritual power, instantly shattered all the glass bottles, and then retreated out the door.

It is impossible to defend such dense arrows with a knife for a long time.

She withdrew, but she didn't expect that the originally peaceful tunnel was suddenly touched, and the arrows with the function of destroying magic were fired wave after wave.

"Follow me."

Ye Shurong had a bit of a headache, unexpectedly, Mo Jiu and Ben didn't listen to her, and walked up like a stroll in the yard, and his strange movements prevented him from being attacked.

Suddenly he pulled Ye Shurong into his arms, the breath became more obvious, like the cold water of Tianchi Lake.

"Don't move, I'll take you out."

Ye Shurong couldn't find her own thoughts, and felt a little confused.

She felt Mo Jiu's speed again... No, it should be mainly about that kind of movement.

A thousand arrows are fired without dying, and he can instinctively take every step that is right.

After a while, she came out of the metal tunnel, and the sudden sunlight made her feel dazed for a moment.

"careful!"

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a few single arrows chasing from behind, but Mo Jiu didn't know what she was thinking and didn't come back to her senses.

Subconsciously, Ye Shurong quickly turned the direction of the two of them around, and threw Mo Jiu to the ground to avoid the blow.

There was a tingling sensation on the side of the shoulder. Although he dodged, he was still slightly scratched by the arrow.

Mo Jiu's expression suddenly flustered, and there was a rare strong fluctuation in the gray eyes.

For some reason, Ye Shurong wanted to laugh.

"It's all right, just a little scratch, soon..."

The girl's gentle voice gradually dissipated, and then she closed her eyes.

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(End of this chapter)