[Comprehensive] Stealing the Halo of the Protagonist

A few days after the conversation in the study that day, Mo Qi embarked on the return journey back to Jinling Wei Mansion alone.

Wei Fangze has been weak since he was a child. Although he has become much stronger after practicing martial arts, he is more sensitive to the weather than ordinary people.As Wei Fangze's most trusted person, Mo Qi had no choice but to go back to the mansion to fetch medicine for him.

Because it was such an important matter to get medicine, Mo Qi rode the official way on horseback.

Never thought that just after leaving Yangzhou City, Mo Qi saw a little beggar lying on the road in front of him from a distance.

There were a lot of vehicles and horses passing by on the official road, and it happened that there was a certain distance between Mo Qi and the passers-by before and after this time.A trace of doubt naturally arose in his heart, but his face remained natural, as if he hadn't noticed these doubts.

It's just that when he was walking carefully in secret, he still couldn't prevent the little beggar from standing up suddenly when he was still ten meters away. His face that was originally buried in the loess was exposed, covered with blood and dirty soil, and it looked both Scary and sympathetic.The little beggar shouted in a bright voice: "Someone is killed, the man on the horse stepped on the little beggar!"

The little beggar yelled several times in a row, and because of this yell, people gathered around to watch the commotion.Mo Qi held Ma Dun down on the spot.He thought in his heart that this person should be coming for him, and he couldn't escape, so he might as well stay where he is and wait and see what happens.When the little beggar saw people around, he howled and started the performance. While pointing his black fingers at Mo Qi and saying that he was bullying people with his tall horse, he lowered his head and pretended to wipe away his tears, lamenting his lonely life, Fate is ill-fated, and I still meet such a villain today.

The audience who didn't know the truth pointed at Mo Qi after hearing these remarks, but fortunately, he hadn't dismounted yet, and his expressionless face was very bluffing, so no self-proclaimed righteous people came to beat him up.It's just that he couldn't get away from being surrounded by three layers of people, so he had no choice but to get off the horse and take out the money bag to compensate the little beggar.

Seeing the money, the little beggar stopped crying. He wiped left and right, and the "blood" on his forehead was wiped with false marks.Sharp-eyed viewers saw it and knew it was the little beggar who was blackmailing people, but because I had helped others to deceive people before, it was hard to point it out directly, so I had to sneak away by myself.

Just like that, when Mo Qi handed over the money, the little beggar took advantage of the fact that there were fewer people staring at him, so he cleverly passed a piece of paper over.

Mo Qi took the note and put it into the purse together with an extremely natural expression.

The little beggar took the money, and wanted to say something to Mo Qi, but Mo Qi glared at him, and swallowed his unspoken words back into his stomach.

The little beggar put on a shy face, and said cheekily to Mo Qi: "Thank you for accompanying us in this good show today, let's wish you a smooth journey and peace~"

Mo Qi heard what the little beggar meant, and without expressing much, she got on the horse and continued on her way.

Ten years is neither too much nor too little, but it was enough time for Mo Qi to get on line with Fengqing Pavilion, who was second only to Bai Xiaowei's family, and successfully became his deputy pavilion master.Although it was said that he leaned against the big tree to enjoy the shade, but Mo Qi became the deputy cabinet master not because of Wei Fangze's honor, but because of the sacred book of medical skills in his hand.Before Mo Qi met Wei Fangze, he went to a place that had a very important influence on the plot - Tianfang Treasure Cave. There was only one book there, but the effect of this book was quite great. Because of this book, Wei Fangze Only when her legs are healed can the world be brought to perfection smoothly.Although that place was very dangerous for Mo Qi, who was still a child at the time, but he still went alone without hesitation, thinking of the broken leg double in the plot and his own restriction of not being able to practice martial arts.It was also because of that important medical book that Mo Qi was able to get along with the owner of the Fengqing Pavilion who was blind since childhood, and was able to successfully become the deputy pavilion owner.

Few people in Fengqing Pavilion know the true identity of the deputy pavilion master, but everyone knows the deputy pavilion master's excellent medical skills of rejuvenation.It was precisely because of such a golden finger that Mo Qi was able to be regarded as a treasure by Xie Pingan, the owner of the Fengqing Pavilion, and kept everything from him before he was unwilling to reveal it.

This is Mo Qi's preparation to avoid the misery in the original world direction, and it is also the bargaining chip for him to fight.

Wei Qi served as a substitute for Wei Fangze and was imprisoned by the Devil's Cult. As a result, he broke his leg and lost his heart, and died alone on a snowy night that no one cared about.He not only wants to reverse this tragic ending, but also fights a beautiful turnaround for "Wei Qi".

It took Mo Qi two hours to rush to Jinling.

But he who just read the note knew that what was waiting for him in the Jinlingwei mansion where he had stayed for ten years was no longer a calm sea, but a black hole that devoured people, a black hole that devoured people's legs, but he couldn't retreat. The original fate of Li Weiqi was also the beginning of his official rewriting of the ending.

The housekeeper had already been waiting at the gate of the mansion, and when he saw Mo Qi galloping towards him on a horse, a trace of unbearableness flashed in his eyes, but soon this undesired emotion faded away completely.When a person is in his position, he must seek his own government. He has stayed in the Wei Mansion for decades, and there is no reason to break the convention for a servant.

After getting off the horse, Mo Qi didn't ask for a glass of water, but directly asked, "Sir, is the medicine ready?"

The butler trembled, took a careful look at Mo Qi, who was sweating profusely, and sighed in his heart, "The Wei family's generation is not as good as the previous generation." Then he closed his eyes and waved his hand.

Four or five tall and burly servants in gray clothes rushed out and restrained Mo Qi.

Mo Qi struggled a few times and asked, "Why?"

The old housekeeper didn't speak, but just shook his head and ordered Mo Qi to be taken down. The old man who was originally hale and hearty seemed to have gone through a lot of vicissitudes in a flash.

Mo Qi was dragged down, he gritted his teeth, and still shouted: "Old housekeeper, don't forget to deliver medicine to the young master!"

The sound lingered in the deep courtyard of the Weifu, startled a crowd of crows, and also shocked the heart of the old housekeeper.

"The cunning rabbit is dead, and the lackey is cooking. Wei Qi, Wei Qi, why haven't you understood this truth yet?" The old butler wiped away his tears and ordered the door to be closed, but he never went to Mo Qi, who was dragged to a tragic fate. I took a look over there.

Mo Qi's leg was broken abruptly.

The person who handles the wooden stick is very experienced. He knocks from the knee bend inward, so that the leg bones will be broken faster and the healing will be more difficult.

Mo Qi fainted several times, woke up several times still beating, then continued to faint, and finally broke, but the pain didn't stop.

He was dragged into Wei Fangze's room, his broken legs slid on the ground, his distorted posture was shocking, but he couldn't feel the feeling of the lower half of his legs.

The dust was mixed with blood, bit by bit, extending from the place where Mo Qi was tortured to Wei Fangze's room.

There is no one in the room.

The censer was burning with lingering purple smoke, and the purple-black rosewood table was carved with delicate cloud patterns, and a simple dark brown medicine bottle was placed on the table, which looked both mysterious and precious.

Mo Qi's eyes were dizzy from the pain, and he couldn't see things clearly. He felt as if he was constantly making noises, but he didn't seem to, because his nerves were throbbing violently, as if he was about to faint in an instant, and his five senses were under extreme pain. All became unclear, but the mind was always clear, soberly enduring the pain of the severed limbs.

He was placed on the soft couch that Wei Fangze likes to sleep most, and then the door of the room was gently closed. This quiet space that has been familiar for ten years began to become mysterious and eerie.

He knew that this would happen, and he had already prepared himself mentally, but he still didn't expect the pain to be so uncomfortable, his lips were suppressed until purple and black bloodstains appeared from biting, but the throbbing pain that increased from time to time did not ease by half. .No one came in to apply medicine for him, so he could only move feebly on this soft couch, grasping the smooth brocade surface with both hands, enduring excruciating pain bit by bit.

Someone beside him sighed lightly, and Mo Qi lifted his head weakly, only to realize that a person had already entered by the door.It was Wei Fangze, he was still sitting in the wheelchair, with his usual gentle face, his eyes were full of pity for Mo Qi, as if he was blaming him for making himself like this.

Mo Qi opened his mouth, and was about to spit out the word "gong", that "son" was bitten between his lips and teeth, and the smell of blood permeated between the teeth and cheeks.

Only then did Wei Fangze roll the wheelchair over.

Because everything in this room was specially made for a cripple like him, the soft couch was not too high for him who was sitting in a wheelchair, and he could perfectly look down and look at Mo Qi's painful appearance.

"Ah Qi, does it hurt?" Wei Fangze's handsome face was full of hypocritical anxiety. He used to caress Mo Qi's dirty and ugly bloody wound by himself. Ripples spread, and Mo Qi's wound began to spread pain round and round.

"Don't... um..." Mo Qi couldn't help but arched his body and retracted his broken leg, but this action made him even more painful.

There was a flash of heat in Wei Fangze's eyes, he walked around to the side where Mo Qi's head was facing, lowered his body and looked into Mo Qi's eyes and said, "You know, the first time I saw you when I was 13 years old, I just wanted to see you." I want you to break my leg with me."

Mo Qi's body trembled, as if she couldn't believe it.

Wei Fangze bullied him, his warm breath fell on Mo Qi's dirty face, the tenderness in his eyes faded little by little, replaced by frightening madness: "You shouldn't look down on me, you should talk to me Similarly, you can only rely on a broken wheelchair to get around all day long with a limping leg, and you have to be carried to the toilet by others even to go to the toilet. I used to want everyone to taste this taste, but Later, I just wanted you to taste it." Wei Fangze smiled slightly, and he and Mo Qi were almost nose to nose, "Do you know why, because I let you see so many dirty and embarrassing ugliness of mine, you Naturally, it has to be reduced to this level.”

Mo Qi closed her eyes, refusing to make eye contact with Wei Fangze.

"People have to go to bed and take a bath. If you want to go to the garden, you have to be pushed. Do you understand this feeling?" Wei Fangze's eyes gradually became tinged with a trace of crazy paranoia. He turned Mo Qi's face hard, but Mo Qi, who was already disappointed in him, couldn't open his eyes. "You don't understand, so I will let you understand now, Ah Qi, just be another me, okay?"

Mo Qi opened his eyes in shock from these words, but Fang Ze suddenly pressed on his wound, causing him to open his mouth with an "ah", and the other party kissed him all at once.

The fiery and violent plunder is like the rockets shot across the city wall when the fire sieges the city. A little bit of scorching enthusiasm converges into a piece of pain and an irresistible sound in the throat.

Mo Qi was fainted by the kiss.

It wasn't because he was too frightened, he was too weak, but because that person had drugged his mouth.

The vulgar drug, dosed for one day and one night, was poured into his mouth like this.