Women's First Swordsman [Transmigration Book]

These days, Mubai has figured out the rules of the system. It is the most noisy when it triggers the plot of the original text, and it will send warnings from the collapser at every turn, but usually it will not interfere too much.

If there is no night plot, it will stop after midnight.

So Mubai borrowed a few sets of men's clothes from the few brothers in the valley, and stopped wearing skirts at night.

"Come up and sit down?" said the man on the tree.

Mu Bai was startled, and realized that it was the voice coming from the depths of the forest at dusk.

The two black-clothed guards didn't seem to be there during the day, he hesitated for a moment, and climbed up the tree house along the rope ladder.

The man asked: "Young hero can't do light work?"

Mu Bai turned his head and met his eyes.

It's hard to describe that kind of look, it's pitch black and deep, and the moonlight sinks in, but the transparent streamer is reflected from the bottom of the eyes, like jet-black jade.

Mu Bai was stunned for a moment, and looked away: "No."

He climbed up to the tree house, only to find that from here he could see the lotus pool in the center of Qinglian Valley.The flower season has not yet arrived, and there are only floating lotus leaves in the pool, which are as clear as a round mirror under the moonlight.

"The scenery here is beautiful." The man said.

When he said this, he turned his eyes to the distance, and his eyelashes burned into a quiet silhouette.

In a trance, Mu Bai thought that what he saw was an old man who had gone through vicissitudes and returned to his original nature.

The kind that can instantly become a Buddha by shaving your head.

The peaceful appearance of the other party made him let down his guard a little, patted the fallen leaves on the branches, and sat down near the tree house while answering the conversation: "I don't think I've seen you before? What's your name?"

"Su Mo." The man replied.

"Oh." Mu Bai blinked, then suddenly frowned, "Huh?"

He reacted and moved back quickly, but because he was too shocked, he couldn't stabilize the branch with his hand for a moment, his whole body shook, and he lost his balance and fell down.

Although this height is not enough to fall to death, it still hurts to really fall to the ground, Mu Bai subconsciously closed his eyes, and then smelled a faint sandalwood fragrance in the breeze.

When he regained his composure, he had already landed firmly on the ground.

"The young man really doesn't know how to do light work." Su Mo let go of him, and flew back to the tree.

The movement was so fast that Mu Bai only saw an afterimage.

The next day, he saw the legendary prince of Wuti Kingdom sitting in a wheelchair, pale and weak, coughing with his mouth covered.

After Mu Bai was surprised, he unconsciously became wary.

In the original text, Su Mo stirred up blood and rain in the world. Although he is not a big devil, he has more eyes than a devil.

Apart from other things, just his pretended sickness and demeanor could win an Oscar in modern times.

I don't know what conspiracy he has to come to Qinglian Valley pretending to be lame, Mu Bai doesn't seem to remember this in the book?

After Qin Jiuge had diagnosed Su Mo's pulse, she was at a loss. She looked around at the disciples behind, and suddenly waved to Mu Bai, saying, "Xiao Bai, come out."

The disciples in front stepped aside one after another, and Su Mo also saw Mu Bai in women's clothing and light makeup along the gap.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, without any emotion on his face, and said softly, "We meet again."

Qin Jiuge asked: "Have you met? When?"

Su Mo replied unhurriedly: "Yesterday evening."

Mubai exhaled, and relaxed his curled fists a little.

It seems that Su Mo didn't recognize himself in men's clothing.

He stepped forward: "What is the big sister looking for from me?"

Qin Jiuge pulled Mu Bai aside: "His Royal Highness wants you to treat him."

"Me?" Mu Bai pointed at himself, "I can't even recognize the herbs?"

Qin Jiuge frowned.She was originally wondering why His Royal Highness asked Qin Mubai to come and treat him by name, but it was only when she heard that the two had met yesterday that she had a vague guess in her heart.

I'm afraid I didn't see the right eye?

To be honest, she didn't want the young master to marry Wuti Kingdom, but after all, the other party came from the royal family and had a high position and power, so it was not easy to save face, so she casually ordered Mubai: "It's okay, just try it."

Even she can't do anything about Su Mo's leg disease, and it's impossible for Mu Bai to heal him well. It's time to find another disciple to take care of him.

Mubai looked at Qin Jiuge, then at Su Mo, who smiled weakly at him, then raised his sleeves to cover his mouth and coughed, as if he wanted to cough up his lungs.

If he hadn't seen this guy jumping over the eaves and walls yesterday, Mu Bai would have thought that he would soon die from a serious illness.

What kind of wolf with a big tail is this pretending to be?

Mu Bai walked to the wheelchair, lifted the cloth covering Su Mo's legs, took a look, and asked, "What's wrong with your highness' legs? How long has it been?"

Su Mo's voice was weak: "Jinyi."

"Yes." The female attendant in black said, "His Highness has lost feeling in his leg for more than a month."

Qin Jiuge said: "I treated His Royal Highness yesterday, but I haven't found the root cause of the disease. I also gave acupuncture, but it doesn't seem to work."

Of course, the root cause of the pretended disease cannot be found.

Mu Bai squatted down, pinched the flesh on Su Mo's leg with his fingers and twisted it hard.

"Do you feel it?"

The weak smile on Su Mo's face froze, and he shook his head.

"It seems that he is really sick." Mu Bai said, then changed his position and asked, "What about here?"

Jin Yi couldn't stand it any longer. Just as he was about to stop it, Su Mo raised his hand to stop him: "It's okay."

Mu Bai let go of his hand, moved his wrist, and suddenly raised his fist to smash it down hard.

Su Mo and the wheelchair under him were almost shaken from the ground by the punch.

"Cough! Cough cough..."

Qin Jiuge shouted: "Xiaobai!"

The system in Mubai's head also issued a warning, and there was a buzzing sound.

When he slowed down, he saw Su Mo cast a slight glance at himself, and said in a low voice, "Young lady is really skilled in medicine. After this beating, my legs really regained some feeling."

Mubai: "?"

Several people around were dumbfounded.

Su Mo continued: "In the future, there will be Miss Lao Qin."

After he said that, Qin Jiuge had no choice but to tell him: "All right, Xiaobai, from now on, you will follow His Royal Highness until his leg recovers."

Mubai: "..."

After Qin Jiuge led the other disciples away, two men in black stepped forward, ready to push Su Mo's wheelchair.

He was stopped by the master raising his hand.

"Cough, cough cough...Miss Qin."

"what?"

"I'll call you Xiaobai in the future too?"

"what ever."

Su Mo paused, and said softly, "Xiaobai, take me back to the house."

Mu Bai was startled, and realized that this meant asking him to help push the wheelchair.

This person can walk clearly, but he wants to order himself.

Just as he was about to refuse, the two men in black next to him leaned over. Looking at the posture, he was afraid that if he dared to say "no", he would be taken down on the spot.

Mu Bai thought for a while, but still reluctantly put his hand on the wheelchair.

The road in the mountains was steep, so he picked up the bumps and walked, vowing to make Su Mo suffer more.

Su Mo didn't say a word until he returned to the tree house, sent two followers away, and ordered Mu Bai to close the door. Then he said softly: "Miss Bai, you are repaying your kindness with revenge. How did I provoke you?"

Mu Bai asked bluntly: "Your legs are obviously fine, why are you pretending to be lame?"

Su Mo was stopped by this question. He raised his eyes and looked at Mu Bai for a while, as if he was not sure whether the other party really knew or was lying to himself, so he stopped mentioning this and changed the subject: "Xiao Bai, tell me glass of water."

Mubai: "?"

He really put himself at the mercy of others.

He squeezed his fist, and started to shout again in his head: "Warning! Warning! Please don't do anything inconsistent with the original text."

Mu Bai waved his hand impatiently: "I know, I know, his martial arts are higher than mine at first glance, and I can't beat him."

"Xiaobai, who are you talking to?"

Mubai replied angrily while pouring water: "You don't care about me."

Su Mo bent the corners of his eyes imperceptibly, and coughed twice: "Xiaobai, bring me my cloak."

"Xiaobai, come and grind the ink."

"Xiaobai, push me to the Peach Blossom Forest."

"noob……"

After being busy until night, Mu Bai dragged his exhausted body back to the tree house, and fell asleep for a long time.

In the dream, I also heard Su Mo calling him: "Xiaobai, come and serve the bed."

He was so frightened that he sat up from the bed in a jerk, sweating all over his body.

The more Mu Bai thought about it, the more angry he became, he opened the window and looked, it was pitch black outside, with no stars and no moon, he reckoned that the time had passed.

He took out a long white dress from the closet and put it on his body, opened the bag he brought, took out a box of low-quality lip balm, melted it on the candle, and rubbed it on his lips, face and skirt.

Finally, he brushed his waterfall-like black hair to his forehead, checked the horror effect in front of the brass mirror, and then fluttered open the door.

Before the lights were turned off in Su Mo's room, he heard a strange noise coming from outside, and he put the pen on the table.

The door has been locked, if an assassin wants to come in, he can only enter through the window.

Su Mo raised his head, and saw a pale face popping out of the black hole, sticking out a bright red tongue at himself.

Even though His Royal Highness was used to bloody scenes, he couldn't help but be taken aback by this scene. After realizing it, he immediately pulled out the folding fan hanging from his waist.

The moment the fan was opened, several poisoned silver needles flew away.

The ghost reacted quickly, and immediately leaned back and disappeared.

Su Mo walked to the padlocked door, hesitated for a moment, did not push the door to chase out, but blocked the window opening with something.

On the second day, Mu Bai saw his eyes were black and blue, and was very concerned: "Did you sleep well last night?"

Su Mo was silent, and said softly: "Last night, my house was haunted by ghosts."

"Haunted?"

"Yes, a female ghost in white."

Mu Bai raised his sleeve to cover half of his face: "Hey, that's really scary."