C55

"This is a good opportunity, kill off the Twelve Halls one by one, and give your all to catch this traitor."

Crown Prince poured tea into his cup, looked at the fleeing servants and chuckled: "Where can the two trash escape to?"

Han Zi Mo, who had been continuously walking for the past two hours, felt a little anxious when she saw Mu Rong Cheng's dark lips and the cold sweat that kept on emerging from his body.

Mu Rong Cheng wanted to lift his head up proudly, but the extreme pain tormented him until he was almost unable to speak, and his entire body was actually draped over Han Zi Mo's body.

"It's better if I carry you on my back and move faster, right?"

Seeing that Mu Rong Cheng's face was turning paler and paler, Han Zi Mo could not help but stop. She was afraid that if she continued walking like this, Mu Rong Cheng would really hang from her body and burp.

"It's going to be dark soon. There's a cave up ahead, let's go in and rest. We'll talk tomorrow."

Mu Rong Cheng cautiously looked around, purposely ignoring Han Zi Mo's intentions. He didn't want to find the Umbra and the others so quickly, but on the way here, he had already left a mark that only the Umbra would be able to detect. Very soon, he should be able to find them.

"Your Lordship, why do you think those people want to kill you?"

Hiding in the cave, Han Zi Mo finally heaved a sigh of relief. Only when she saw Mu Rong Cheng, whose face was ghastly pale and body was still trembling non-stop, her heart lifted once more, "Your Lordship, it really seems like you're going to die. Otherwise, I'll still carry you on my back to look for them."

"Don't worry, true body won't let you be a widow."

Mu Rong Cheng leaned on the wall, his voice trembling. The extreme pain made him nearly faint at any moment, but he still forced himself to give a light smile. "Woman, why are you so concerned about the true body.

"..."

Han Zi Mo rolled her eyes as she ignored Mu Rong Cheng's words. Instead, she went into the system and took a look at the medical options.

"Master, have you fallen in love with Your Lordship? You actually want to waste your points on medicine?"

The carburgher moved its tendrils, and its face was filled with a gossipy expression. Of course, Han Zi Mo couldn't see it, but her hand still stopped moving, and without hesitation, she pointed it out: "My dream since I was young, was to become a white-clothed angel."

Han Zi Mo froze, feeling guilty, her voice suddenly stopped, because in medicine, there was only a row of medical books.

The most important thing was that the book was extremely expensive. It was a Pediatric Encyclopedia that was only worth a hundred yuan in her generation, and it actually cost two hundred thousand points. It was definitely a naked robbery, and Han Zi Mo was immediately dumbfounded, "carburgher, what kind of nonsense is this, how is it priced?"

"I don't know either, but Master, with your current situation, you should be able to fit me in with one of the books."

Although carburgher s often scam people, it was overall rather reliable. Han Zi Mo's finger slid downwards, and with great difficulty, found the place to hide with her eyes and ears. Two hundred thousand points, Han Zi Mo sucked in a cold breath, and her finger directly stopped moving.

Seeing that Han Zi Mo did not pay attention to him, but instead tilted her head, and closed her eyes to rest, that kind of sour feeling of grievance slowly filled his heart. He tried her best to move her body, and leaned towards Han Zi Mo: "Woman, the true body is so disrespectful to you, you don't even want to look at her?"

Han Zi Mo, who was hesitating on whether or not she should buy the medical manual, only felt her burning body fall into her embrace, and suddenly opened his eyes. She saw Mu Rong Cheng clenching his teeth, his eyes tightly shut in her embrace as he fainted.

This person was simply here to collect money.

Now that it was over, Han Zi Mo no longer hesitated, because she felt that if she continued walking like this, Mu Rong Cheng would really die in her arms.

"The meridians are damaged, and the Qi and blood are flowing in reverse. Why does it look like my cultivation has gone berserk?"

After carrying Wen Wen Jue, Han Zi Mo's hand directly grabbed onto Mu Rong Cheng's pulse as she frowned.

She could feel that Mu Rong Cheng's dantian was very unstable at the moment, and it couldn't even suppress the energy in his body, which led to the impact of the air current. Han Zi Mo could even feel that the current Mu Rong Cheng was enduring enormous pain.

"What is this guy doing?"

Han Zi Mo carefully made Mu Rong Cheng lie flat on the ground, then helped him take off his white, embroidered gown, which was already dyed red with blood. Looking at Mu Rong Cheng's perfect body without a single strand of fat, and with a bit of a daze, this fellow was exactly the same as the person in his dreams, even the figure was the same.

Han Zi Mo had originally planned to strip naked Mu Rong Cheng, and then use the Flying Rainbow Divine Needle to guide the chaotic energy inside his body back to its original position. However, when her hand pressed against Mu Rong Cheng's pants, her face couldn't help but turn red.

He was still a modern man, and doctors and doctors were not different from each other.

After Han Zi Mo tried her best to do some psychological construction for him, she nimbly pulled down Mu Rong Cheng's pants, and then took out the Flying Rainbow Divine Needle …

"Hmm …"

Under the guidance of the Flying Rainbow Divine Needle, their bodies trembled in pain. The trembling Mu Rong Cheng began to quiet down, and his tightly knitted eyebrows unconsciously loosened up.

Furthermore, it had already been an entire day, no, a few days since the last drop of water had dripped. Previously, she had been running for her life and did not feel anything from it, but now, as soon as she leaned on the rock wall, her eyes became really heavy.

But looking at the naked Mu Rong Cheng, Han Zi Mo forced herself up and helped him put on her pants.

"Mo Mo, I didn't expect you to be so anxious …"

Just as Han Zi Mo was struggling to pull Mu Rong Cheng's pants onto his body, a low and deep voice suddenly sounded. Han Zi Mo subconsciously looked up and saw Mu Rong Cheng's pair of deep eyes staring at her.

"Um …" "Cough cough …"

Han Zi Mo awkwardly stood up and was about to get up, but she, whose center of gravity was unsteady, was grabbed by both of Mu Rong Cheng's arms, causing her to lie down on Mu Rong Cheng's chest. The burning aura instantly spread to Han Zi Mo's body, causing her to not dare to move at all, "Actually …"

Han Zi Mo stuttered, not knowing how to explain because she didn't want to reveal that she still knew medical skills. Mu Rong Cheng knew that she had done enough things, and the more he understood about your enemy, the more dangerous it became.