Chapter 57

Strong breath, crushing everything in the forest.

Mu GE's heart scolded: "sad urge!" But suddenly I heard a voice that people can't forget --

"xiaoge'er is not good again."

That should be proud, dignified and indifferent tone, but it shows a sweet death doting.

Mu Ge a Leng, the next second, he felt that he fell into a warm and powerful arms. Even across her clothes, she could feel the strength of her muscles.

The familiar fragrance came and penetrated into her nose.

Then, a matchless face, reflected in her eyes. It is just like a God, beautiful without waves, can not pick out a trace of defects in the facial features, seems to be suffused with a layer of light Yingguang.

"Peeping maniac!" Mu Ge grinds his teeth and squeezes out three words.

The visitor was stunned, and the words "peeping maniac" penetrated into his heart like ants. The three words of gnashing teeth reminded him of their first meeting.

Under the cold moon, fireflies accompany, standing alone in the stream to wash the dirty indifferent girl.

She was the first to dare him to look at him and question him.

However, such a person is not even red territory.

When he showed amazing strength in front of her, what he saw was not fear and humbleness, but a strong desire to win.

What's more, she saw his astonishing appearance, but she didn't show his crazy expression like other women. Besides the initial amazement, he could not see any emotion any more.

That pair of calm eyes, let his silent heart suddenly beat up for countless years, it seems that he wants to deeply inject his shadow into the eyes, and would like to see the appearance of those eyes breaking the peace.

She is special.

On the face of the world, his sharp and beautiful facial features gradually become soft, and the corners of his mouth evoke a faint smile. He looked down at the enchanting red dress in his arms. Gaudy red is the color he dislikes most. However, wearing it on her, he can't hate it. Instead, he thinks it looks great.

As if, in this world, only this strong red, can set off her unique.

The damaged red clothes were stained with a lot of blood and soil. It was black and blue all over his body, but his face was full of strong defiance and unyielding.

"Let go of me, old monster!" Being held in his arms by a man dressed in white like snow, Mu Ge did not produce the slightest charm. Knowing that she couldn't beat the people in front of her, she could only express her dissatisfaction with words.

Old monster?

Si Mo such as sword straight eyebrow tip slightly a pick, when did oneself become old monster?

"You're hurt." Although in the heart doubts, but Si Mo still presses in the heart puzzled, reminds Mu Ge.

Mu GE's heart white one eye, does not need him to remind, she also knew that she was injured.

"Nonsense." Mu Ge put aside his eyes and snorted coldly.

Indifferent attitude, did not infuriate Si Mo, but let his heart interest more intense.

"Did he hurt you?" Si Mo's eye color, once left the Mu Ge, and changed back to the ordinary cold and noble. When looking at the corpse of the old man of Beiming, in the depths of his eyes as intoxicating as amber, a sense of killing is brewing.

He cares about the people, actually some people dare to hurt?

"Well, he hurt me, and I killed him. It's also a two clear. " Mu Ge answers calmly. She didn't know how she explained this sentence.

Si Mo a Leng, the heart is funny.

What else? Others hurt her, she killed others, this is the Qing Dynasty? Although there seems to be something wrong, but Si Mo can not deny that he likes this way of calculation.

In particular, this method of calculation is applied to Mu Ge. He even took it for granted.

Of course, what if she hurt someone else?

Well, if you hurt it, you hurt it. Xiaoge'er didn't kill the man, so he should be grateful. Thanks for his kindness?

If at this time, Simao's thoughts are known by the lonely cliff and lonely night who are following him secretly, I'm afraid they will cry bitterly and mourn their master son's Three Outlooks have been gradually distorted.

"Good, take this medicine." Speaking, Simao generous palm, more than a pan green awn, medicine aroma rich pills.

Mu Ge took a look at the pill, skimmed his eyes, refused: "no need."

Mu GE's refusal, in Si Mo's eyes, is like a child's discomfiture. He frowned, quietly coax to: "take medicine, will be good."

"No, no, No

"Good little song, just take one."

"No! I'm warning you not to call me that much again

"If you take your medicine, I'll consider your proposal."

"You are so thick!"

Childish dialogue, as the wind spread further and further, penetrated into the ears of the two people guarding in the dark.

They both shivered and made eye contact.

"The master is really sick.""And he was very ill."

"What to do?"

"No solution..."

Sad two people shed their head in tears, for Mao in their mind that the wise and powerful, strangers do not close to the master, there is a feeling of gradually gone?

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