Chapter 423

"Master!"

Xuanli immediately comes out of the bracelet, cuts the poisonous vine with one palm, and hugs Mo Qingge's waist.

He has a flexible body, holding a woman to flash through layers of miasma and fall to the ground.

Mo Qingge opens her eyes, Xuanli is pressing on her, her delicate face is close to her, and you can hear her heart beating clearly.

"Cough..."

The next second, a mouthful of blood gushes out. Mo Qingge can clearly feel that the poison spreads very fast.

"Master, are you all right?"

"Nothing." She couldn't move for a moment, so she immediately said, "come on, open my chest, the second row cabinet... The last layer, there's antidote in it!"

A little later, she'll be dead!

"Good."

Xuanli did it in a hurry, opened her ring and looked for it impatiently for a long time.

"Cough... Did you find it?" Mo Qingge also constantly urged Tao.

Her Xuanli can't restrain the spread of the poison.

"Soon." Xuanli is also anxious, trembling to take out the antidote, "is this?"

"Yes

The words fall, Xuan leaves to embrace her, personally feed her to take pill, the Xuan force of palm, slowly input her body, do to adjust breath.

Mo Qingge closed her eyes, and the mysterious force in her body kept rising. In a moment, her arm gradually regained consciousness.

Open an eye, she feeds Xuan to leave a Dan medicine again: "poisonous miasma has not dispersed, careful."

"Master, are you all right?" Xuanli asked with concern.

"No problem."

Xuanli helped her up, and they went round the miasma. They passed through a stone gate.

"Xuanli." Mo Qingge asked faintly, "how many stone gates have we passed?"

She doesn't remember much.

"There are three more." Xuanli remembers it clearly.

Hear here, Mo Qingge finger bone tightly curled up, eyes across a trace of hope.

soon!

Uncle Huang, wait for me. I'll save you right now.

Xuanli stepped forward and said, "master, let Xuanli be in front of you."

Just that a pass, although still calculate smooth, but also let this wench bear a body of injury.

He was frightened all the way and hated that he didn't protect his master well.

Since he can't protect his master, he should stand in front of him!

"Xuanli, I'm fine." Her tone is light, still stand together with Xuan Li.

It is her own life to save people, she does not want to implicate Xuanli, also accompany her life.

They continued to move forward, and then passed two stone gates without danger. At the moment of landing, there was a muffled hum in her ear.

Nose, suddenly across a trace of blood.

"Xuanli?"

Mo Qingge low eyes, just see some clues: "you hurt?"

There was a blood hole on his shoulder, but there was blood gushing out of his black clothes.

"I'm fine." Xuanli forbeared and said, "there's the last stone gate left. Let's move on."

The more you delay, the worse it will be for them.

Wheezing——

At this time, not far away suddenly came a rustling sound.

Someone's coming!

Mo Qingge quickly pulls him, turns into a shadow and disappears, hiding in the dark.

Because the action is too hasty, the foot suddenly staggered for a while, directly put Xuanli on the ground.

Mo Qingge is hiding in the dark. Looking at more than ten guards on duty, he goes to the stone gate and knows that they are going to enter.

It's a good chance!

"Master..." across the distance, close to the skin, Xuanli suddenly nervous, ears are red.

"Don't move yet."

Mo Qingge made a "Silence" gesture, while observing the patrolling steps, while sitting on Xuanli, took out the healing medicine from Chujie and bandaged his wound.

From a distance, I don't know how close they are.

Xuanli's heart missed a beat, and he was so nervous that he began to stammer: "master, master... Xuanli is OK."

"The hidden weapons in this are not ordinary things. If I don't give you medicine, the wound will be hard to heal." Mo Qingge's voice is gentle, and has been bandaged up.

The words made Xuanli feel restless.

"All right."

After dressing up, Mo Qingge slightly glances at the patrolling guards, and Honglian Yihuo makes an instant move.

The scorching heat melted the last guard into ashes, leaving no residue.

The next second, she quickly skimmed down, following a line of guards, very fast, no one noticed.

When the stone gate opens, Mo Qingge doesn't relax her vigilance. She stealthily blows an arrow and hides in the back, giving each guard an arrow.

Whoosh, whoosh——

The guards were stunned by the enchanted arrows in their bodies. They seemed to have lost their souls. They just walked mechanically.

And a group of guards who were originally on duty in the dungeon, after a few words, came out of the stone gate.

Boom!

The stone gate closed slowly, and Mo Qingge's eyes brightened. With a backhand, he overturned a row of "puppets" to the ground.

Oh, a bunch of idiots!

The guard of the enchanted arrow falls all over the place. Mo Qingge claps her hands and kicks the puppet away.

"Uncle Huang!"

She raised her eyes for a moment, her eyes turned red, her breath was heavy, and she ran to her husband quickly: "Uncle Huang!"

Gu Mian Mo was still shackled in the same place. The hard and strong iron chain almost broke his wrist, which was full of red.

There were many more blood holes in his body. The old wounds were rotten, and countless new wounds were added. There were countless blood holes, most of which had deteriorated, and only bones and blood were visible.

The white clothes had already been soaked with blood. They were all scarlet. Their legs were all broken and their flesh was ferocious. They could only kneel down on the ground feebly. Their cold and dusty faces were also covered with blood. Their thin lips were as white as jade.

His injury, more than ten times more serious than before, eyes closed, dazzling blood, flowing down his eyes.

He's blinded!

"Uncle Huang..." Mo Qingge's brain is blank, his eyes are black, and his nails are going to be embedded in the meat.

What a lunatic!

Gu Mian ink breath is weak, weak may break at any time.

The long and narrow eyelashes moved gently, pulling a trace of consciousness, and he felt the familiar breath.

Is it a song?

Heart slightly a Zheng, some excited.

But his eyes and ears were stabbed. He could not see the people in front of him, nor could he hear her cry, nor could he hear what she said.

Only with a weak sense, barely distinguish, is his song.

Geer, I must have hated him to the bone.

"Uncle Huang." Panic tears, like a broken line of beads like falling down, she bit her lower lip, heart like a knife, "is Ge'er hurt you, is Ge'er sorry for you."

He must be in pain.

It's her fault. If she didn't appear suddenly and hurt uncle Huang by mistake, Shangguan Feng couldn't have a chance to succeed.

If she could, she would rather bear all this for uncle Huang.

"Ge'er has come to save you. Ge'er will take you out." Ink song words fall, Xuanwen Bracelet into a dagger.

And he, always slightly nodded, did not say a word.