Money can really do whatever it wants

The little golden dragon was lying on the ground like a dead bug. It was also seriously injured, its flesh was rolled up, bloodstained, and a lot of golden scales fell off. If he hadn't been able to hide quickly, the dragon horns on his head would have been cut off Then it will become the ugliest dragon ever, and it will cry to death.

It stretched out its tongue and carefully licked the bruised skin on its body. The huge pain made it teary.

It heard the movements of Ximen Chuuxue, and for a moment it didn't care about its own injury. It moved its body and was about to go there. After all, they were its parents. Without Qin Mo, it would change again. Back to Orphan Dragon.

But before it climbed up two steps, a creepy feeling suddenly hit my heart, the huge head suddenly turned back, the speed was so fast that one wondered if it would break its own neck, but the little Jinlong couldn't care about other things anymore, in the golden vertical pupils, a young man in green clothes and black hair on his butt shoulders was walking towards this side staggeringly.

It was still the flawless handsome face of bright jade, and the same amber eyes as before. This person was obviously the familiar blue bird, but he was so strange.

The little golden dragon couldn't tell the difference, but it felt scared instinctively, its huge head buried itself under the dragon's claws, its whole body trembling.

Qingniao didn't even look at Xiao Jinlong, he quietly appeared behind Ximen Chuuxue, with his vigilance, he didn't even notice his approach until the other party squatted down and put the unconscious Qin Mo on the ground Holding her in his arms, he suddenly came back to his senses.

Ximen Chuuxue raised his eyes, just like Xiao Jinlong, he could tell something was wrong at a glance, but Xiao Jinlong relied on instinct, and what he noticed were those eyes.

The blue bird's eyes are like the finest amber, which can reflect all the black and white, light and shadow, beauty and ugliness in the world. It is a kind of eyes that only ignorant children have. It is clear and clean. The biggest reason why Qin Mo can always bear it when he commits suicide for the first time.

But now, the innocence in those eyes disappeared, and the young man's high spirits all faded away. The originally clear amber seemed to be stained with a layer of ink and turned dark brown.

In the deep eyes is a mystery that cannot be refracted by any light.

This is definitely not the look that the arrogant and willful blue bird who is pampered and pampered by Qin Mo will have.

Ximen Chuuxue shot very quickly, and the long sword was out of the sheath an inch, blocking the opponent's hand that wanted to hold Qin Mo's wrist.

"Who are you?!" he asked.

His deep eyes fell on Ximen Chuuxue. For the first time in his life, he couldn't bear the coercion from another person.

His chest twitched, and the swordsman's instinct for danger made him want to draw his sword immediately, but he still endured it.

"Don't you know who I am?" This was the voice of the blue bird, but it was subtly different, not as clear as before, but a little low and deep, without any waves in the tone.

Ximen Chuuxue frowned, and became more wary, "It is because of who you are that I am sure that you are not him!"

Qingniao nodded, "Although he is a bit weak, there are some reasons why he chose you."

The long black hair fell down with his movements, and the tip of the hair just fell on Qin Mo's too pale face. Qingniao seemed to hesitate for a moment, then stretched out his hand to twist that section of hair, and brushed it aside.

He didn't look at Ximen Chuixue's expression as if he was facing a big enemy, but just focused on Qin Mo's face, as if he wanted to see that face as a flower.

When he had seen enough, he touched Qin Mo's wrist again. This time, Ximen Chuuxue's hand was useless. He flicked his fingers lightly, and a huge force was transmitted into his body through the scabbard, which would not bring him any pain. However, Ximen Chuuxue almost couldn't hold his sword.

His legs gave way and he almost fell, but luckily the emperor beside him helped him up.

From the beginning to the end, the emperor was in a daze. He had seen the human figure of the blue bird, but it was only in a hurry. It was not enough for him to see the difference between the current blue bird and the original blue bird like Ximen Chuuxue, so he didn't understand Why did these two people who were still in the same position just now suddenly move their hands.

Although he didn't understand, it didn't stop him from speaking out to persuade him, "Are you okay?" The emperor said in a deep voice, "The most important thing now is Mr. Qin's body, and other things can be put aside for the time being."

He looked at the blue bird, paused and continued: "Can you cure him?"

Concern is chaos.

After the emperor said these words, Ximen Chuuxue finally calmed down, and his dark eyes looked directly at the blue bird who was not a blue bird.

A faint green awn glowed from the clasped hands of the two, and a burst of vitality was injected into the originally empty body, and that vitality repaired Qin Mo's damaged body bit by bit. This was a meticulous job, If he was still awake, he thought to himself that he would never be able to do the other party's casualness as if it came at his fingertips.

Ximen Chuuxue and the others didn't know what earth-shaking changes were going on in Qin Mo's body, but they could see that a smear of blood appeared on his too pale face.

Seeing this, Ximen Chuuxue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The restoration process was not long. After Qin Mo's breathing changed from weak to normal, except for the blood stains on his clothes, he was no different from a normal sleeping person, and the blue bird finally stopped.

"He'll wake up in a while." The slender fingertips slipped faintly across Qin Mo's temples, and Qingniao took one last look at him and said, "Take care of him." Then he got up and left.

"Where are you going?" the emperor asked quickly.

"Make a killing ring." As soon as the voice fell, the blue bird had already gone far.

His walking posture is not as stable as a normal person's. After all, Qingniao's body is seriously injured, and it is already a miracle that he can still stand.

However, although Qingniao's body is seriously injured, it is still much better than Qin Mo's. These injuries are only a period of time for treatment, but the person who just gave Qin Mo meticulous treatment is too lazy to stop and deal with his own wounds. hurt.

Seeing that he disappeared from sight in a few blinks, the emperor frowned and said, "Who is he going to kill?"

Ximen Chuuxue sat cross-legged next to Qin Mo, in a protective posture.

"Song Silan." He said so.

Ye Gucheng suddenly opened his eyes, he instinctively reached out, and held the sword beside the pillow in his hand.

The hot eyes licked his body little by little, and the slight painful gasps were like thunder, exploding in Ye Gucheng's ears.

He opened the bed curtain, and his sharp gaze fell straight on the corner, which was shrouded in deep darkness, and even a ray of light could not penetrate, even with Ye Gucheng's eyesight, he could not clearly see the scene under the darkness.

However, it doesn't matter whether you can see clearly or not, it is enough to know who the other party is.

"Song Silan!" His complexion was unprecedentedly ugly, and his voice was as cold as the ice and snow in Mobei, "How dare you!" The Xueliang sword suddenly came out of its sheath, Ye Gucheng knew that he would not be his opponent, but this time It doesn't make him back down, just because the other party's actions have touched his bottom line.

What a proud person Ye Gucheng is, he is so proud that he is almost conceited, how could he allow others to use such a coercive method to stop his actions.

"I just want you to be the emperor." The hoarse voice said with some grievances: "I must do what I promised you..."

Even in the extreme anger, Ye Gucheng still heard the weakness in his voice and sensed that something was wrong, he closed his eyes and held back the burning fire in his chest, "Why don't you come out?!"

The cloud of black air twisted, and he whispered, "I'm afraid I'll scare you."

"Come out!" He impatiently said a third time.

Song Silan finally came out, as he said, without that layer of human skin, he really can't see now, a black mass, wrapped in a piece of flesh and blood, now he doesn't even have a human figure.

"Human skin is too fragile." He said with some displeasure: "It's also in the way of my hands and feet. I can only use less than half of my strength wearing it."

Ye Gucheng was not afraid, he just felt disgusted, even though this was not the first time he saw his original appearance, he still couldn't adapt.

Even after meeting for the first time, the other party has already put on that layer of youthful skin, but sometimes when he looks at that face, what comes to his mind is still that piece of meat, which is why he is unwilling to be with Song The biggest reason why Si Lan is too close.

"You were injured." And the injury was not serious, half of the flesh and blood had rotted away.

"I underestimated a person." A tentacle cautiously protruded from the black mass, and he said in a dull voice: "I have already made arrangements, and you will be able to ascend the throne at dawn tomorrow... …”

The soaring firelight was reflected in the dark eyes through the window, Ye Gucheng pushed open the palace door and walked out, the blood-red moon hung above the night, extremely ominous.

His hands and feet were cold, and he didn't need to see him with his own eyes to know that there must be rivers of blood in the capital tonight.

"What did you promise me?!" He gritted his teeth, veins popping out of his hands.

Song Silan immediately said: "I didn't do it, it was that Qin who broke the line, I just killed some officials who didn't want to surrender, and he did all of this."

After a pause, he suddenly said: "Now is not the time to talk about these things. The emperor is so fateful that he is not dead. Qin Mo brought him out. What about your imperial jade seal? Let me use it first!"

Ye Gucheng took a step back, avoiding the tentacles he stretched out, with an extremely cold expression on his face.

Song Silan's attitude was a little anxious, "Although that thing can't restore me to the original state, it can at least make me better than now. I'm seriously injured, and they're not much better. We must kill them now!"

Ye Gucheng took another step back, and said softly, "What if I give up being emperor?"

"What?!" Song Silan was terrified and furious, his reaction was stronger than the person involved, "What nonsense are you talking about?! You will be the emperor! You—"

His voice stopped abruptly.

Just when he was frightened and angry, Ye Gucheng who was standing in front of him crashed into the fog, and he stabbed the fastest and last sword in his life.

Song Silan had no defense against him at all, the long and narrow blade was steady and ruthless, piercing through that piece of flesh and blood.

A sharp cry suddenly sounded, and the black tentacles turned into giant pythons, biting Ye Gucheng's neck fiercely.

His vitality was rapidly draining, and Song Silan's monstrous anger could be heard in his ears.

"why?!!"

Ye Gucheng was laughing, even though his body was chilling, but his hand holding the hilt of the sword still stirred violently.

"I released the devil for my own ambition, and now I should send you back with my own hands!"

"Don't even think about it!"