Chapter 294

Before they came near the XuanZhen, they were shaken back by a strong force. They couldn't help wondering.

"No, how can the transmission of XuanZhen hurt people?"

"What is this mysterious array?"

"Be careful, everyone. I've never seen such a mysterious formation before. Be careful of deception!"

For a moment, they were careful and didn't dare to come near at will. They were afraid that the demon emperor was cheating them.

After all, if you look at the whole world, you can't find a few of the mysterious array skills of the demon emperor that can be compared with them. Moreover, the demon emperor is the best at killing the array. This strange mysterious array may also refer to the terrorist killing array.

It's better to avoid it.

Their first reaction is that they feel cheated and can only hover in mid air, staring at.

Then, staring at the aperture slowly dissipated, the four people in the XuanZhen also disappeared.

"This..."

In place to restore calm, they saw, even no personal shadow, have silly eyes.

Anyone here?

Everyone looked at each other, surprised and muddled, and almost speechless.

Turn, just slowly reaction come over, they seem to be cheated!

The strange and unknown XuanZhen just now is the transmission of XuanZhen. It's just a cover up. They didn't see it.

"Damn it, let the devil run away again!" All the people were angry and sighed.

"Keep chasing, you can't let it go like this!"

"Yes

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As the aperture dissipates, Mo Qingge feels that her consciousness seems to have disappeared for a moment.

When they opened their eyes again, they had already returned to the Qiyun hall. What they saw was the familiar room.

"Are we... Back?" Mo Qingge bit his lower lip, but he didn't believe it.

"It took a long time, but it worked." Xuanli came out of his mouth.

It took them about a long time to send them back from the snow hall to the Qiyun hall.

What a thrill!

If it wasn't for the last moment, the intelligence of the mentally retarded people in the snow hall would be disconnected, and the transmission of the mysterious array would be interrupted.

However, it's the first time to make the teleportation XuanZhen come out in this case. The master's talent and mentality are already good.

"It's all right." Mo Qingge slightly relieved, "brother, you go to have a rest, this matter, when did not happen, also do not mention with anyone."

As for who is going to kill her brother, I can think of it with my brain.

She will never let those people go!

Even if the snow hall is powerful, even if there is a bigger backer behind the snow hall, dare to hurt the people around her, one day, she will double back.

"Brother in law... Is he OK?" Mo Xing Shen glances at the unconscious person with a slightly worried tone.

"Don't worry. I'll take care of it. It's getting late. Go and have a rest." Mo Qingge took a look at the sky outside the window and told him.

"... good." Bit bit bit lower lip, ink star sink agreed to come down, "have what need, call me at any time."

Words fall, ink star sink left the room, looking at the black sky, lost in a long time.

The whole room was quiet again, and there was no sound of wind.

Mo Qingge helped Gu Mian Mo to the bed. Although she was careful, she was petite and her arms were not long enough. At last, she didn't help her. She smashed the person on the bed.

"Cough..."

The next second, he was thrown on the couch. Gu mianmo coughed two times and spat out a lot of blood.

"I'm sorry." Mo Qingge bit his lower lip and said in a low voice that he was sorry.

The white moonlight sprinkles on his cold and dusty face. His eyes close lightly, and his long and curly eyelashes move gently. It is as enchanting as jade, as clear as water, and it is like a God who does not dye the dust.

But at this time, his face was as pale as paper, his thin ice lips had no blood color, and there was a little cold sweat on his forehead. Three thousand green silk fell down, haggard and broken, just like a fairy in mortal distress.

Mo Qingge holds his cold phalanx, warm Xuanli, slowly pouring into his body, showing a little worry between the eyebrows.

How could it be so cold?

"Uncle Huang, you can't do anything."

She lay by the bed and watched him for a whole night, healing and taking medicine. Although she was a little sleepy, she did not dare to close her eyes.

The long night seems to be very long. Although Gu Mo was in a coma, he didn't sleep soundly. Those cold and gloomy nightmares were deeply rooted in his mind and could never get rid of them.

In the early hours of the morning, there was a trace of fish belly white in the sky.

Mo Qingge just had a sense of sleepiness, but there was a little miscellaneous breathing in her ear.

"Uncle Huang?"

Mo Qingge opened his eyes, and the people on the bed were sweating and panting. His pale face showed a lot of pain, as if he had been strangled by a nightmare and locked his throat, until he was suffocated, until he was doomed!

"Uncle Huang..." Mo Qingge holds his cold phalanx, as if he doesn't know what happened.

Did he have another nightmare?

Only when the demons are entangled, will the nightmare continue. What is the demons in Uncle Huang's heart?

His breath became more and more serious, and his white face was in pain, as if he had been hung on a cliff, and he could not enter or retreat, and he would die without a place to bury himself.

The next second, the sense of suffocation seems to reach the critical point, the light and shadow in the nightmare fall from the cliff, falling ten thousand feet.

Gu Mian Mo suddenly opened his eyes, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. His clothes were soaked in cold sweat, and he was still a little shaken.

"Song?"

"Uncle Huang!" Mo Qingge hugs his waist, his head gently against his arms, close his eyes, but also feel his shaking body.

"Song er..."

Gu Mian Mo came back slowly, holding the girl's slender waist tightly, and the big stone in her heart seemed to fall to the ground in an instant.

Fortunately, she is still

It turned out that everything he had just seen was a nightmare.

"Uncle Huang, what did you dream of?" For a long time, Mo Qingge asked faintly.

She did not know what kind of nightmare could make him so out of control.

Gu Mian ink thin lips light open, for a long time to answer: "it's OK."

His tone is very calm, but let Mo Qingge hear a lot of waves.

Last night, he had a nightmare all night. His intuition told Mo Qingge that it was no accident.

But she only lightly spit out four words: "it's OK."

Mo Qingge wants to get up, but he holds her tightly and wants to rub her whole body into his arms.

"Don't move. Let me hold you for a while." His voice is low and magnetic.

Mo Qingge didn't move any more. Touching his still cold skin, he asked faintly, "does the wound still hurt?"

Soft as water sound, across the heart.

"Ache..." Gu Mian Mo ice lips lightly opens a way, "so, the song son has to hold me for a while more."

The voice of the lazy devil is very nice.

"... good."

"Then give me a kiss." He made an inch.

Mo Qingge

Uncle Huang, you are a man, you can't act like this!