A Mo is still smiling and looking at him, but his eyes have been looking between his arms: "or, you used two hands?" Her little hand extended, and the sword in the palm slowly flashed.
Ye Tianli's hairs are almost all standing up!
His face was pale: "amo, I didn't mean to harm him..."
A Mo voice Sen Leng: "if you are harmful to him, you think you can still live?" How dare you capture people in her Mo palace! She also took away her most concerned sweetheart!
She pointed at Ye Tianli at the tip of her sword and said, "I have limited patience. If you don't answer, I will only choose myself..." If she chooses, he can't protect both arms!
Ye Tianli knows that he can't escape today, so he stretches out his right arm: "use it..."
Just after his two words came out, a wind swept by and his arm suddenly hurt -
he opened his eyes with perspiration and saw that half of his right arm was gone, not cut, but gasified
Blood gushed from the fracture, and ye Tian burst out in a cold sweat from his forehead. He scratched his heart and scratched his liver. He raised his hand to point his acupoints to stop the blood flow, but the pain almost made him unable to stand.
He looked at amo sadly, and did not believe that she would treat him so coldly.
"Amo, you are so cruel!" He whispered.
The devil is the devil. No matter how good I have been to her, if I am sorry for her once, I will get the worst revenge!
Although he was only cut an arm, he could not resist the sword injury of zhutianjian. If there was no antidote, he could not live for three days at all!
He was also rebellious. He didn't want to ask her for permission. He smiled miserably, "amo, take care of yourself." Turn around and leave.
A small green bottle suddenly flew to his feet, a Mo's voice came from behind her: "this is the antidote!"
Ye Tianli is stunned. Subconsciously, he grabs the antidote bottle and holds it tightly in his hand. Looking back at amo, his eyes are complicated: "amo..."
A Mo only returns him a word: "roll!"
Where can ye Tian say anything else? Grabbing the bottle of antidote in a hurry, he bowed his head and said thanks. He staggered away.
A Mo looks at the tip of the sword which is still dripping blood. His eyes flash slightly, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.
"Mother!" A small figure came out and hugged her leg directly.
A Mo put away his sword and looked at the little man under his feet. The little man's face was red and his eyes were watery. He didn't suffer any crime at first sight.
A Mo finally sighed a sigh of relief, leaned over and picked him up, touched his head and then his feet. Only when she was sure that there was no trauma or internal injury could she rest assured. She also wondered, "you look very good. The man just tore his throat outside and called you. Why don't you answer?"
Shennian Mo hums: "he is the bad guy who catches nianmo! I just don't talk, I just want him to die outside! "
AMO: "..."
Little guy is so young, so black!
The baby in my arms is lost and recovered. It's soft in my arms. A mo can't bear to let it go. But what if I can't bear it?
Not her, not her after all
As soon as she looked up, she saw that Jiuli was leaning on the gate of the palace. Her eyes looked at her like the unpredictable sea, and there seemed to be a gentle flow at the bottom of her eyes.
The wind lifted up his clothes and set off the Red Palace door behind him, like a picture.
A Mo's heart tightens, and he looks away.