Chapter 620

"Why don't you tell me when you're hurt." Night Qingluo stares at the scarlet gauze and covers it with trembling fingertips.

However, before touching the gauze, he shivered and retracted his hand.

Emperor Moxuan was injured.

The emperor Zun was injured.

"It's not a big injury. It's OK." Emperor Mo Xuan gently pulled the corner of his mouth, raised his hand to caress the green silk of the night, "I don't tell you, I'm afraid you're worried."

This wound, but also shed so much blood

How could it be just a minor injury?

If it is only a small injury, a few pills can solve the problem, how can so much blood flow?

All of a sudden, the night fell and thought of something.

That map.

Blood on the map

Night Qingluo's heart suddenly trembled: "your injury Did I get hurt when I went to death castle to draw a map for me... "

Yes, the blood on that map

When she rushed into the castle of death from emperor Moxuan and took her away from Chu Wuxin, she thought that her guess was wrong and that he was not hurt, so she did not ask more questions.

If it had not just been noticed that his face was wrong, she might not have known it by now!

A sense of remorse and guilt for emperor Mo Xuan rose from the bottom of my heart.

She is not a qualified Xuanmo's woman can follow her.

She never took good care of emperor Moxuan

It will only give emperor Mo Xuan one trouble after another.

The more you think about it, the more tight the night is.

A choking sensation in her throat made her unable to breathe smoothly.

Between nose acerbity, acerbity seem to have what thing, want to gush out from orbit.

"No Emperor Mo Xuan did not hesitate to answer, a glance to see the night clear eyes of guilt and ideas.

He stretched out his long arm and pulled the night into his arms: "don't think about it, I'm fine."

His answer was simple and decisive, but also indirectly confirmed that the injury It's exactly what happened to the castle of death.

He for her, injured, and for her, has been with the injury, accompanied by her side.

Always pretending to be nothing, just afraid of her worry.

Night clear eyes gradually red.

This man, how stupid.

"Heartache?" Emperor Mo Xuan's fingers, slowly brush the clear face overnight, fingertips in her corner of the eye, pause, "do not give up my pain, kiss a, it will not hurt."

"You..." At this time, he can still play the rogue seriously!

Night Qingluo stares at emperor Mo Xuan and violently discharges his hand.

Immediately, he took out the pill and gauze from the netherworld ring.

"I know I'm worried and I'm hiding my injury!" Night Qingluo pursed pink lips, full eyes of anger, "now let me know, I am more worried about good!"

She will emperor Mo Xuan bleeding gauze untied, casually thrown aside.

The night clear falls this just to look at emperor Mo Xuan chest wound seriously.

It's a sharp cut.

The wound is not deep, it just happens to be close to the heart.

Fortunately, it was Emperor Mo Xuan who avoided in time and didn't hurt the key.

Sharp weapon

Ye Qing's pupil shrank, and it was completely confirmed that the injury that emperor Mo Xuan suffered was that he touched the mechanism when he broke into the mechanism in the castle of death.

It's also

Such a fine map shows the route leading to Linglong Nata, which is clearly drawn and clearly marked by every organ.

If not a mechanism to try, how can you draw so fine?

The outline of emperor Mo Xuan's face is very soft, and gazing at the night's clear eyes is also tender and doting.

One bandages the wound, the other stares tenderly.

The wind blows and the petals dance.

Petals, like flying butterflies, lingered between the two.

Like a dream, like a dream.

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