On his dust free face, there was a trace of fragile whiteness.

"No harm." Gu Mo tone light, "may be hungry."

The calm voice, did not care.

Mo Qingge's heart "clattered" for a moment, supported him to sit down, and gently told him: "Uncle Huang, you are still injured, so don't go to the dark and humid place like dungeon."

Although uncle Huang's injury has improved a lot, but I do not know why, she is very restless.

After that, Mo Qingge said in a loud voice: "Mo Liang, take that dead woman gun to Qingcheng Pavilion and interrogate her majesty."

"Who's the dead woman gun?" Mo Liang was confused by what she said.

Mo Qingge had no choice but to explain: "cough, it's the magician of the demons. Go quickly."

"Oh, good."

Mo Liang nodded his head and left.

When Mo Liang left, Mo Qingge said, "Uncle Huang, take a rest first, and Ge'er will make some food for you."

"Well." Although he answered, he still held the woman's little hand. After a long time, he slowly released it.

"Wait for me a moment." Mo Qingge smiles gently and turns to leave the inner hall.

Gu Mo watched her back for a long time.

As if this farewell is a farewell.

The sharp pain from the heart pulse spread in an instant, and a roaring whirl in the head, like a burst.

Cold sweat, immediately soaked his forehead.

His face turned pale again, and his intense headache was eating away his consciousness, as heavy as lead.

It hurts

Yuan Shen's broken will cause nerve tingling. He can't use Xuanli now. Without Xuanli's protection, Yuan Shen's pain will be magnified more than 100 times.

In the chest, a burst of blood, consciousness more and more lax, more and more confused.

I do not know in the endless torture, struggling for how long, a familiar voice, called him in the ear.

"Your Majesty, your majesty!" It's the sound of Mo Liang.

Gu Mian Mo reluctantly opened his eyes, and his slender phalanx gently supported his temple, his face withered.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter with you?" Mo Liang was scared pale, "I'm going to call back the demon queen."

Hearing this, his consciousness recovered a little, and he hastened to say something to stop: "no, no..."

If you call Ge'er to heal him, Yuan Shen's wound will not be covered.

Mo Liang frowned slightly: "what time is it? Are you worried about being known by her?"

Gu's eyes were slightly closed, and his calm face was covered with a layer of pain. Although he didn't say a word, his clothes were almost soaked in cold sweat.

Mo Liang can't see it any more. He turns around and goes out.

"The ink is cool." Gu Mian Mo said coldly, "get back to me!"

Is he going to resist?

"I'll call an ordinary doctor, and you won't stop me?" Mo Liang has no good airway.

"Don't... Don't go to the main hall." He was afraid that Ge'er would be suspicious when he saw the doctor.

"I see."

Mo Liang rolled his white eyes and ran out of the inner hall without delay.

At this time, Huan Yu was still blocked and forced to kneel outside the hall, still struggling.

"King, the devil..." the guard outside the door asked.

Mo Liang cold horizontal magic feather one eye: "Your Majesty does not want to see, let him kneel outside for a few hours, wait for your majesty to summon."

"Yes

"Oh..." hearing this, Huan Yu was even more angry, struggling in the same place.

This little demon emperor is so pompous that he dares to let him kneel here. He's the master of the demon family hall. How ever did he suffer such humiliation?

I can't bear it!

He wanted to curse, but his mouth was blocked and he couldn't say a word. He was pressed on the ground and couldn't get up.

Demon emperor, don't give me a chance, otherwise, I will cut your evil face!

……

When Gu Mo woke up again, his headache slowed down a lot, but his head was still dizzy, like pouring a kilo of mercury.

"Ink..."

"When is it?" He asked faintly.

"It's just past Xu Shi."

Just after Xu Shi, that is to say, Ge'er has been away for more than an hour, so it's time to come back.

Think of here, Gu Mian Mo slowly gets up, the phalanx lightly supports the temple, the headache seems to have not completely dispersed.

"Slow down." Mo Liang see potential, quickly hold him, "just a little, want to get up to die?"

After that, he handed the decoction to Gu Mo: "drink the medicine quickly, the headache can slow down a little."

Pungent bitter, skimming the tip of the nose, into the tip of the heart.

Although Gu Mian Mo hated the taste very much, he took it and drank it all in one gulp.

Ge'er is coming back soon. He can't let her see anything different.

The next second, his eyes closed slightly and his tone was weak: "bring in the magic feather."

"Don't you rest a little longer?" Mo Liang also worried, "let that guy kneel for a while, anyway..."

"Don't talk nonsense, go

Gu Mian Mo coldly interrupted his words.

"Yes."

Mo Liang didn't respond well, so he rolled his eyes and went out.

"Take the devil in!"

"Yes, my Lord!"

So, magic feather was two demon army into the inner hall, along the way, magic feather wriggle, struggle constantly.

He was escorted into the inner hall, and the guard kicked him, forcing Huan Yu to kneel down.

Magic feather eat pain to mumble a, be angry not light.

When he raised his head, he saw that Gu was wearing a white cloud brocade and sitting on the main seat with a casual attitude, lazy and elegant.

Although he didn't say a word, his whole body was cold and powerful.

Like a born king.

"Let go of his mouth." With an order from Mo Liang, the guard pulls down the white cloth on Huan Yu's mouth.

As if he had to understand Tuo, Huan Yu yelled: "a group of rude demons are a group of barbarians!"

"Huan Yu, you're a prisoner now. You'd better take it easy for me." Mo Liang gave him a kick and kicked him to the ground.

"Ouch!" The magic feather is delicate and hums a, "demon emperor, you see, what kind of people are you under? You don't know how to pity and cherish jade at all, and you've soiled other people's clothes!"

His voice is ethereal, with such a tone, it is not at all like asking a teacher for a crime, but more like coquetry.

Mo Liang listened, a nausea in his stomach.

What the demon queen said is right. This guy is really a dead woman gun!

"If you want to kill them, don't talk nonsense. Why use this method to torture people?" Magic feather looking at the person on the seat, "demon emperor, people talk to you, do you hear?"

How rude!

Gu Mian Mo still didn't look at him, playing with the jade lamp carelessly.

"Hello This time, Huan Yu was completely annoyed and said, "you can kill a man, but you can't insult him. He's a man of backbone. It's up to you to kill him or cut him. But you can't turn a blind eye to him like this. Do you hear me? Hello..."

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