Chapter 287

As soon as the sound of Shangguan Feng's scolding fell, none of the guards around dared to go forward and surrounded them. Hold your breath and wait for the show.

Gu quilt Mo Xiu eyebrow micro Cu, face dew a little impatient.

This fly is really annoying!

"Little white face, show me your real skills!" Shangguan Maple finger bone tightly curled up, but also some unwilling.

Intuition tells him that this guy's strength is not low, but he still has to explore what level it is!

"Noisy!"

Looking at the sword light and sword shadow coming, Gu Mian's ink heart is not happy.

This time, Shangguan Feng is fully prepared. The ice property Xuanli climbs, condenses and pours into the light sword.

The overwhelming temperature seems to be much lower.

He does not believe, the other side does not come up with real strength!

Bang——

Who knows, with just result same, light knife hasn't touched Gu Mian Mo, was kicked by him to fly out.

Shangguan Maple's body, like a kite with broken line, flew backwards for more than ten meters and vomited blood in the air.

The moment of landing, blood dripping, eyes a black, directly passed out.

All around, there was a sigh.

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Mo Qingge squatted beside the bed, touched the pulse of the saint, and there was a little helplessness in her look.

"Qingge girl." One side of the doctor praised, "your qingpo pill is really very useful, the saint is getting better every day, and her pulse is much more stable."

"Yes." Another doctor said, "girl, you are a great doctor!"

"No Mo Qingge shook his head and said, "it's useless to get better. Even if it's ten years later, the saint can't wake up."

Although the saint also suffered from asthenia, it was 100 times more serious than ordinary asthenia.

Therefore, relying on qingpo pill alone has little effect.

"Ah?"

The doctors were a little flustered when she said that.

"Well, what can I do?"

"Miss Qingge, you are a miracle doctor. Should there be another way?" Asked the doctor impatiently.

Mo Qingge bit his lower lip and didn't know how to answer.

There are ways, but not necessarily for saints.

After a pause, she asked: "doctors, can Qingge take the liberty to ask if the saint has relatives and children?"

"No The doctor's answer was firm: "the saint of our family has always been innocent, so she has nothing to offer!"

"All right." Just lit up a little hope, was obliterated, Mo Qingge some lost.

Is the saint really nothing?

However, she has been checking the pulse of the saint these days. How does she feel? The saint is not a woman.

This matter is related to the reputation and interests of the whole Qiyun hall, so Mo Qingge can't directly question it.

"Qingge girl, why do you ask this suddenly?"

"Nothing, just a casual question." She didn't explain.

Ordinary infirmity can be cured by taking qingpo pill, but the situation of saint is many times more serious. Therefore, taking qingpo pill for more than half a month doesn't have much effect.

However, she knows a secret recipe. If the blood essence of the direct relatives of the saint is used as medicine, the efficacy will be greatly increased.

However, the essence and blood consumed the spirit extremely. Moreover, the person who sacrificed the essence and blood had to match the constitution of the saint, otherwise it would not help.

Therefore, this method is also a forced method, even if you want to use it, it may not meet the conditions.

"Girl, is our saint really hopeless?"

Mo Qingge sighed: "don't worry, it's still a long time. Let me think about it slowly."

Now, she can only think of a way slowly.

After the injection, Mo Qingge gets up and plans to leave.

In the moment of loosening the saint's wrist, Mo Qingge's heart slightly "clattered" for a moment, like a telepathy.

She suddenly wondered what the goddess of Qiyun Temple looked like.

Why does she have an inexplicable sense of familiarity and intimacy every time she comes.

Turn around and walk out of the inner hall. Everything that comes into your eyes amazes Mo Qingge.

I saw Shangguan Feng lying on the ground, spitting blood, unconscious, surrounded by many bodyguards, worried.

"Young master, wake up quickly!"

"Young master, are you ok?"

"Call the doctor quickly..."

Mo Qingge bit his lower lip and looked slightly sideways. He saw Gu Mian Mo sitting beside him carelessly, looking indifferent, as if nothing had happened.

"Uncle Huang..."

"Song, I didn't do it." Gu Mian Mo said faintly.

Mo Qingge

She didn't speak, went forward, squatted down to check the Shangguan Maple's injury.

Except for two or three broken ribs, no internal injury.

She took out two pieces of healing medicine from Chujie and fed it to Shangguan Feng. She said, "just carry him down."

Whether we can wake up tomorrow morning is still unknown.

"Yes

The bodyguards are in a hurry to lift Shangguan Maple down, and their ears are clean at last.

"Uncle Huang." Mo Qingge pulled his sleeve and said, "didn't I tell you that this guy doesn't speak well. Just ignore him. He's not bad. How can you..."

"Is Ge'er blaming me?" He asked faintly.

"... No." At the sight of his innocent and wronged look, Mo Qingge's heart softened and sighed, "it's nothing."

It's better for that guy to be beaten this time. It's time to have a long memory next time.

Fortunately, uncle Huang didn't do much, otherwise, she didn't dare to think.

"Geer, I have something to tell you." Gu has turned to the subject.

Although he thought Shangguan Feng was noisy, he still listened to one or two words just now.

"Well, let's talk as we walk."

"I'll go to the snow Hall tomorrow. I'll go with you." Gu Mo's tone is light.

"Why?"

"No why." In order to solve some problems for singer.

Zheng Zheng, Mo Qingge said: "I will be very careful with Xingchen, and Xuanli is there. Don't worry about us."

"I'm not sure." Short, light four words, deep and full of concern.

"Our brother and sister will take care of each other." Mo Qingge bit his lower lip and continued, "Uncle Huang, tomorrow is a full moon night. The poison in your body is not suitable for working hard. You'd better have a good rest and wait for Ge'er to come back."

"No way!" His attitude is firm.

If Jiangyin naive want to kill them, even if Xuanli in, also useless.

Snow palace is not a vegetarian.

Mo Qingge had no choice but to smile: "well, since you are determined to go, we will go on the road together tomorrow."

She thought to herself that she would promise to come down first. In the middle of the night, when Uncle Huang didn't pay attention, she would give him some ecstasy. In this way, he would not wake up tomorrow. How could she follow her?

Think of here, Mo Qingge secretly smile, thought, he can really witty ah.

See her so straightforward agreed to come down, Gu quilt Mo Xiu eyebrow tiny Cu, always feel some not right.

Little girl, want to play smart in front of him?