The male god of quick time travel, give me face

Chapter 1242 Twin Life Tribulation (38)

The room was lit up, the candles were blown by the cold wind, and the light and shadow flickered.

Mo Yu closed the window first, and the candle was no longer flickering, and went to the side of the cabinet to find a package.

Opening the package, there were two sets of identical black clothes neatly inside, with the white middle coat pressed under the black outer shirt.

Mo Yu reached out and touched the clothes. The clothes were made of extremely thin silk fabrics. I really don't know how General Ji survived the severe cold wearing such clothes.

Maybe he didn't hold back, look, isn't it just a cold now.

Mo Yu took out her coat and returned to the bed, and put the clothes on the bedside, "General Ji, I'm going out first, and I'll come in after you change."

"Ah."

Mo Yu turned around and left the small room, and closed the door.

Cut off from sight, Luo Xing, who was pretending to be weak, instantly regained her energy. She quickly took off the clothes on her body and put on a dry undershirt.

Folding the dirty clothes neatly on the bedside table, Luo Xing leaned against the bed frame and waited quietly for Mo Yu to knock on the door.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, there was no movement outside. Luo Xing looked at the door, narrowing his eyes slightly.

She threw off the quilt and got out of bed, grabbed one side of the coat and put it on, walked to the door and opened the door.

The living room was quiet, and a scent of flowers rushed into Luo Xing's breath.

From the strong fragrance of flowers, Luo Xing smelled the ingredients of the drug. She quickly turned her eyes around the room, and finally saw Mo Yu sitting against the wall a little to the side of her door.

Mo Yu's eyes were tightly closed, her hands were hidden in her sleeves, the tip of her nose was red from the cold, she was motionless, probably in a coma.

Mu Yanxing has been training against drugs since she was a child, and Luo Xing is not affected by drugs. She hurried over, bent down, picked him up from the ground, and put him on the soft couch.

After covering Mo Yu with a quilt, Luo Xing closed the window on the side of the soft couch.

The cold wind could not blow in, and all the light in the room disappeared.

Luo Xing went back to the edge of the couch and sat down, grabbed Mo Yu's two little hands, and rubbed them gently to warm him up.

She rubbed for a while, when the sound of a blade pulling the latch came from the door.

Luo Xing was a little angry, waved his hand, and a few silver needles flew out.

The silver needle pierced through the sackcloth covering the door, and the people outside screamed in surprise, followed by the sound of chaotic footsteps moving away quickly.

Luo Xing snorted coldly, and continued to rub, Mo Yu's hands warmed up, she stuffed his hands into the quilt, and touched Mo Yu's feet again.

His feet were also cold, Luo Xing moved his position, put Mo Yu's feet on his lap, and gave him a foot massage.

After pressing it for nearly two quarters of an hour, Mo Yu's feet were also warm. Luo Xing tucked him in the quilt, took out the stove from his small room, and placed it not far from the soft couch.

She added a handful of charcoal to the stove, took out a small porcelain bottle of anti-mazing medicine from the space, and put it under Mo Yu's nose.

The drug must be taken off, otherwise I will have a headache when I wake up the next day.

Hearing the antidote, he was probably too sleepy, Mo Yu didn't wake up, just turned over, mouth babbled twice, as if dreaming of something delicious.

Luo Xing watched, with the corners of his lips raised, revealing a warm smile.

She put away the bottle, stood quietly for a while, and was about to go back to the room to rest, when there was another movement outside, presumably those people did not give up and went back and forth.

Luo Xing didn't want those people to wake Mo Yu up, so he went to the door with a cold face and pulled the latch, and opened the door.

There was no one at the door. On the contrary, the door of Tianzi No. [-], which was facing Tianzi No. [-], opened a half-person wide opening. There were figures walking around and whispering from time to time.

Their voices were very low, Luo Xing had sharp ears and eyes, and listened carefully.

"Er Huzi, go and touch those people. During the day, their young master throws money so casually. It shouldn't be that much money on his body."

"Okay, Brother Dacheng."

"Brother Dacheng, brother Dacheng, come here, this man has a lot of money on him, and he still has several banknotes. Get a candle and let me see what denomination the banknotes are."

The people inside quickly gathered in one place, one of them lit a candle, and a corner of the room lit up.

It can be said to be very arrogant to light a lamp when stealing, but Song Rong and others didn't make any movement, most of them were wiped out under the mist.

If you don't have this vigilance when you go out, you will only have to endure a lot more training in the future.

Luo Xing sighed, strode forward, and pushed the door open.

The stolen money is small, and Han Tao, who is still in a coma, needs someone to take care of him.

The cold wind poured in, and the candlelight flickered on and off. The few people who were gathering together to count the silver in the room were startled, and turned their heads to look at the door in unison.

The young man in black brocade at the door is tall and tall, with the light of the candle flickering on the silver mask.

Facing the gaze of the young man in black, the few of them held their breath as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

Luo Xing doesn't really want to use a knife. It's too troublesome to clean up the corpse in the middle of the night. She lowered her voice and said coldly: "Get lost, or you will die."

Several people looked at each other and stood up straight. There were many of them, and there was only one person on the opposite side. They wanted to fight.

If they win, all the money on these people will be theirs.

Several people clenched their knives tightly and rushed towards Luo Xing without saying a word.

Luo Xing couldn't help shaking her head. In order to make a quick decision, she didn't hide her martial arts at this moment, and her figure greeted them like a ghost.

In just one breath, several of them fell limply to the ground. Luo Xing carried one in each hand, went back and forth twice, and threw them all through the ventilation window on the second floor.

She used drugs to deal with these people, enough for them to sleep for a day and a night.

It was so cold outside, whether they would survive the next day was out of Luo Xing's consideration.

After dealing with the trouble, Luo Xing went to Han Tao's side and took Han Tao's pulse, which was fairly stable.

After thinking about it, she took out a medicine bottle from the Lingfu space, poured out a pill from the medicine bottle, and stuffed it into Han Tao's mouth.

Putting away the medicine bottle, Luo Xing glanced around the room, walked to the corner where the candles were lit, picked up the silver and bank notes scattered on the floor, and put them back into Xu Xinning's purse.

Monk Xu Xinning slept late in the small room on the right. He had a lot of money on him and was dragged to the ground by several thieves.

Luo Xing walked over, grabbed Xu Xinning by the back collar, carried him back to the bed, threw the purse under his pillow, and covered him with a quilt.

After exiting the small room on the right, Luo Xing took a look at the left again, there was a person sleeping in the left, Zhong Xi, who was lying on the bed in good condition, but the quilt was lifted.

Luo Xing covered him with a quilt, walked to Song Rong who was taking care of Zhong Tao, and stuffed Song Rong with an antidote to the drug.

It took 5 minutes for the antidote to work. Luo Xing waved his hand to extinguish the candle in the corner, and left Tianzi No. [-] room.

(End of this chapter)