Chapter 560

Mo Qiu's body is recovering very quickly.

Half a day later, he was able to walk a few steps on crutches.

From being paralyzed to being able to walk again, Mo Qiu has a lot of feelings. He himself was a qualified pharmacist in the Zhongzhou Empire, and he was even more proficient in medicine. Even he himself could not do it. With only one pill, he could return to walking.

This is the gap!

The girl named ziqianmo is destined to be the existence that he can't surpass no matter how hard he tries in his life!

Mo Qiu felt more and more regret for his previous stupidity.

In addition, ziqianmo saved her own life, and she is also the younger sister of the little master. Mo Qiu's attitude towards ziqianmo has also changed fundamentally. Her eyes are different and more awed.

As for revenge for Mo Xia and Mo Dong, I dare not think about it.

"It's getting late. Let's have a rest early."

Ziqianmo got up and signaled that she had to leave.

Naturally, Si Junli was reluctant to part with her. He quickly stood up and even held out a hand, like a child, and grabbed her sleeve: "sister Qian Mo --"

"Good boy."

Ziqianmo stretched out a hand and rubbed the head of Sijun. Although his face was still paralyzed, his eyes in his light eyes were obviously softer, "obedient."

Si Jun left his heart, as if he had been scratched by a soft feather.

It's itchy.

It's warm.

I can't say no at all.

Subconsciously, he nodded his head cleverly.

Ziqianmo left Xingchen Pavilion.

Mo Qiu, like a heartfelt slave, lives on crutches and follows Si Jun with unusual respect.

Who knows.

The front foot of ziqianmo just left. Not long after that, Deng Ruan, who had been severely rectified by ziqianmo, immediately became restless again.

He was poisoned dumb before.

I can't speak.

However, Deng Ruan has been in Xingchen Pavilion for more than ten years. He is also the eldest martial brother of Xingchen Pavilion. His position is deeply rooted, and there are countless doglegs and younger brothers behind him.

Deng Ruan found five younger brothers, all of whom were disciples of Xingchen Pavilion.

Signal them to act late at night.

It's night.

Si Junli's dormitory.

Because he is a new person, Si Junli lives in the freshman dormitory.

Bai Changlao took good care of him, so he gave him a single room.

As a slave, Mo Qiu didn't break the rules. He just took a rest in a small warehouse outside the door.

"Come on! Hurry up

"Quickly, pour the fire oil on the door of his house."

"You two, put in the dry wood."

"Yes, that's it. Elder martial brother said that he must be burned to death!"

……

Mo Qiu in shallow sleep suddenly opened his eyes.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw five little disciples in school uniform and star Pavilion badge, piling firewood, splashing kerosene and lighting the fire.

The fire is on fire, it hasn't started yet.

"Stop it

Mo Qiu's face sank. Even if he thought with his toes, he knew what they wanted to do!

All those who want to do wrong to his little master must die!

Mo Qiu's face was very ugly. He stepped forward and brushed his sleeve.

"Shuiling waterfall."

The water system skill forms a small waterfall with a curtain of water. It pours down from the air and drenches the firewood.

After all, he was a monk in Zifu period.

Even if you are seriously injured, it is not a problem to deal with a few junior disciples of the star Pavilion.