The male god of quick time travel, give me face

Chapter 1271 Twin Life Tribulation (67)

Why, is she the one who is going to be killed over there?
Master, what should the apprentice do?
Mo Yu hugged his legs and curled up together, the flickering candlelight reflected the tears on his face, melting his fragility and helplessness into the shadow.

Luo Xing felt very uncomfortable when he heard the weak cry. He wanted to go up and hug him and ask him what was wrong.

But the relationship between the two of them, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are life and death enemies, how can they do such intimacy.

Luo Xing leaned against the tree trunk and looked up at the stars and the moon in the sky. The beautiful scenery on a good day is more suitable for admiring the flowers and the moon, but what is hidden under the moon and hidden in the house is a sad person who has been destroyed by fate.

A quarter of an hour passed, and Mo Yu, who was crying alone, finally adjusted his mood, stood up from the door and walked to the bedside to take care of Luo Zian's body.

Luo Xing looked at his reddish deer eyes through the window, she stretched out her hand, and wiped away Mo Yu's tears from the air.

Can you tell me, how can I solve your knot and make you happy?
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The morning light pierced through the leaves and fell on the martial arts practitioners under the tree. As the long sword was swung, the sound of breaking through the air was endless.

Luo Xing held the long sword, her body was flying, and a few fallen leaves danced on the tip of her sword, as if there was an invisible air current that carried these fallen leaves to move with the long sword.

Hearing the sharp sound of breaking through the air outside, Mo Yu woke up from his sleep, and realized that he had accidentally slept all night, and his face was a little embarrassed. He got up and checked Luo Zian's body, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he fell asleep, fortunately nothing happened to the person on the bed that night.

Hearing the commotion outside, Mo Yu walked to the window, wanting to check the situation outside, reached out and pushed the window which he didn't know when to close.

Outside, the long sword in Luo Xing's hand suddenly came out, pierced through the window of the east wing, and brushed past Mo Yu's neck.

Mo Yu squatted on the soft couch, and froze in the movement of pushing the window with her hand, looking at the fist-sized hole in the window, the heart in her chest was beating wildly because of the sudden change.

After a long time, he swallowed and reached out to touch his neck. The attacking object passed by without hurting him at all.

He turned his head and saw the shining silver sword thrust straight into the ground, with most of the sword blade not even entering the bluestone slab.

With that level of strength, if the sword deflected a little bit, he would die on the spot.

So early in the morning, was Jiyuan going to tell him that she was going to kill him without any effort?
Mo Yu narrowly escaped death, his limbs were limp and weak, his body fell flat on the soft couch, gasping for breath, it took a long time to calm down.

Maybe death would be a relief to him, but he couldn't die yet.

Luo Xing also saw Mo Yu through the fist-sized hole, and his body froze slightly.

She walked to the window, kicked the dead snake with red rings on the ground into the ditch, rubbed the soles of her shoes on the grass, and then pushed open the door that was concealed by the unlatched bolt.

Walking into the east wing, Luo Xing walked to his long sword, and easily pulled out the long sword inserted into the ground.

Taking out the handkerchief and wiping the dirt on the long sword, Luo Xing put the sword into the scabbard.

After Luo Xing came in, Mo Yu shrunk his body and tried to reduce his sense of existence. This courtyard is relatively independent. Even if he yells that Ji Yuan is a woman, outsiders can't hear him. As for Luo Zian, he has a close relationship with Ji Yuan , he may not be ignorant of this matter.

Luo Xing saw that Mo Yu was afraid, and frowned slightly, without a word of explanation.

She walked to the bed and reached out to touch Luo Zian's forehead.

He had a fever last night, but now the temperature on his forehead is normal, and his breathing is steady. After that, as long as he takes good medicine, his body can recover.

Luo Xing stared at Luo Zian, and lightly touched the edge of the wound on Luo Zian's left face with her hand. It doesn't matter if other wounds leave scars or not, as long as there is no scar on this face.

Luo Xing looked at it for a while, put away his hands, straightened up, and walked up to Mo Yu.

Mo Yu lowered her eyes and said with a dry voice, "You...what do you want to do?"

"Do you have an ointment that doesn't leave scars in your hand?" Luo Xing asked quite calmly, not as if he wanted to kill someone.

Mo Yu knew that it would be better if he had it, and would make Ji Yuan need his medical skills, but he still shook his head, "I don't have it on me. After I entered the Damu Palace and presented it to His Majesty, everything on me was taken away." Well, the medicinal herbs needed for the ointment are precious, and the craftsmanship is complicated, so it can't be made in a short time."

Mo Yu's words not only showed that he was not harmful to anyone now, but also showed where the medicine Luo Xing needed could be obtained.

Luo Xing had some concerns in his mind and told him, "I'll go into the palace and you take good care of Zian."

Mo Yu nodded quickly, Luo Xing threw the sword on his waist on the soft couch, and strode out.

It is not allowed to carry weapons when entering the palace gate. Instead of handing them in when the time comes, it is better to take them off early.

Luoxing walked out of the yard, asked the waiter to prepare a meal for Qingheyuan, and quickly left Xinning Inn.

Mo Yu sat on the spot for a long time, until her bent legs felt numb, and then she did not move.

He got down from the couch, curiously picked up the sword that Luoxing dropped, and took out half of the blade to look at it.

The sword body is smooth and clean, and the surface is mirrored, without a trace of scratches on it, as if it is a newly forged sword.

He stretched out his hand and lightly touched the blade, and a bloodstain instantly appeared on his finger. It was so sharp, it was no wonder that it could penetrate the bluestone floor in an instant.

His blood stained the blade and quickly slid to the ground, the body of the sword was still as clean as new.

Mo Yu inserted the sword back into the scabbard, put it back in its original position, found some medicine and sprinkled it on her fingertips, and then wrapped it with fine cloth.

There was a burning sensation at the wound, which was a normal drug reaction. He didn't take it seriously, went to get some water to wash up, and then made some medicine for Luo Zian in the kitchen.

Luo Zian was not his assassination target. As a doctor, he did his best with all his heart.

It was still early at this moment, and there was no one on the street. Luo Xing left the inn and walked only 200 meters. A group of men in black rushed out in the morning mist, holding long swords, and stabbing towards her.

Luo Xing cleaned up two waves of men in black last night, and another wave came today. There are quite a few people who want her dead.

Luo Xing didn't intend to find out who sent the assassin, his figure was like a ghost, he walked around a few times, and quickly tapped some people's acupuncture points.

The assassin who hadn't been acupointed, seeing that he was no match for Luo Xing, drew the long sword in his hand towards his fellow's throat.

It is not so easy for Ji Yuan to be able to kill on the battlefield as if he had entered the land of no one, and this Mingli assassination seemed extremely stupid.

Killed those who had acupuncture points, they tried to escape, but were left behind by Luo Xing one by one, in order not to expose the mastermind behind them, they all took poison and committed suicide.

(End of this chapter)