Chapter 192

"Young master, you are mistaken. What's more, I'm not a girl. " Mu Jing glass eyes light flash, choose to deny.

It is necessary to guard against others.

The meeting in a hurry before was just an accident. He couldn't see it anyway. What could he do if he didn't admit it?

He lanyue smell speech, that is pale as paper, the complexion seems to be white three points, showing a kind of heartache weakness.

He lowered his eyes weakly, his thick long eyelashes cast a shadow, and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Did you admit you were wrong?

Maybe.

Obviously, he is dying. What is he expecting?

It's just a chance encounter, even without a word, people don't want to admit it is also appropriate. What's more, he is an ominous man. It's better if he doesn't get involved.

Mu Jingli didn't expect that after he denied it, he didn't even ask for confirmation, so he apologized directly.

He felt strange and found that he was haunted by a kind of sadness which could not be dissolved. Looking up at the past, he found that he had calmly closed his eyes, as if to die.

Between a few breaths, she chose to reach out and pull up his left hand.

The tentacles were cold, like the hands of a corpse.

Seeing this, Mu Jing glass frowned slightly, and began to give him a pulse after a short pause.

But this No. 1 does not matter, unexpectedly found that his body has a very serious depletion, viscera have been exhausted. If it wasn't for the powerful spiritual support, I'm afraid he would have been a dead man by now.

What's more strange is that these losses are not only the result of today's damage, but also the result of accumulated long-term damage.

In order to verify her conjecture, she rolled helanyue's sleeve upward, and then opened his lapel.

Sure enough.

There are countless scars on it, some new and some old. The old and the new overlap, the ferocious scar makes people tremble in the heart.

She couldn't believe how much hatred she had to hurt a person to this extent?

Is this man really the young master of the moon city? Was she wrong that day?

Or do you want to go wrong?

"What do you do?" The little boy saw that Mu Jingli went to pick up the skirt of his little master, and looked at her warily and angrily, "if you want to save, you can save it. If you don't want to save it, why do you insult people? What is the status of my young master? Is it you... "

"Little boy!"

Although he lanyue's eyes are not easy to use, his heart is the same as the mirror.

He knew that Mu Jingli didn't want to humiliate him or hurt him. He just wanted to verify his ideas under curiosity.

But know return to know, in the heart still feel some shame indignation.

It was as if his secret was being peeped into, and it was so ugly that he could hardly think of it.

Now, how can he not be ashamed and indignant to be exposed in such a dignified manner when he is dying?

In addition, he also made it clear that the girl was a doctor.

At this time, after a brief pulse diagnosis, Mu Jingli took out a bottle of coagulant and a bottle of medicine for replenishing qi and strengthening yuan from the Qiankun bag.

Two small bottles with labels were handed to the boy on the opposite side, and he said in a deep voice: "are you a little boy? I can still stay here now. I want to save your little master. I seem to be a loyal servant. These two bottles of potions can stabilize his injury temporarily. Please take them quickly. However, his internal injury is very serious, I have no better way for the moment, so I can only leave here first

"Potion? What is this? "

The child was born in tianyinyuecheng. Although he was only a slave, he was also well-informed.

There were many alchemists and doctors in the city, but he had never seen anything so strange. He has seen a lot of sticky and smelly herbs. Is it soup medicine? Just another way of saying it?

With this in mind, the boy opened both bottles of potions.

A strong smell, not a smell.

He looked at the bottle curiously, and shook it tentatively, as if he had to work out a natural appearance.

Seeing this, Mujing glass turned his eyes to the sky, took a puff from the corner of his mouth and said, "do you want to see your little master stop breathing? Are you still giving him medication? "

"Oh."

The little boy nodded in a muddled way, holding helanyue's head carefully, and slowly helped him up. Just about to deliver the medicine bottle to his lips, he suddenly realized something. He raised his eyes again and looked at Xiang Mujing glass, "you won't harm my little master, will you?"? This Is this potion really healing? "

"Of course." Not only can heal the wound, but also the effect is no worse than the pill.

The reason why she didn't take pills was that the raw materials of the pills were relatively cheap, and she was reluctant to give them to outsiders.

After all, they haven't entered the dragon soul tomb yet, so they can't be wasted easily.

The master and the servant were not her friends, they had only met once, and she was very proud when she could save people.Another reason is that she wants to know more about the dragon soul tomb.

It's not convenient to ask if you are half dead, but you can't tell the truth if you are alive. Only when they see her strength and want to continue to turn to her can she go on to the next step.

However, the boy has been following the master for more than ten years, and he has seen so many villains that he still hesitates.

At this time, he lanyue painstakingly raised his hand, fumbled to hold the kid's wrist, and said, "give it to me."

He is already a dying man. Will he worry about others?

It's better to die happily than to suffer here.

What's more, he believed that the girl would not harm him.

"Well. Drink slowly, little Lord He Yuezhi has been around for many years. In fact, when the young master of his family opened his mouth, he had already reflected.

Because he couldn't find the reason why the other party harmed others, he fed the medicine to his lips according to the words of the little Lord.

Soon, he lanyue's wound will no longer bleed.

Gradually, with strength in his body, he straightened up and clasped his fist: "thank you for your help."

"Don't say that. Just because your injury has stabilized for a while, it doesn't mean it's all right. If you don't think of a cure soon, it may happen again at any time. Well, let's get out of here first. " Mu Jingli thinks that he is selfish. He feels guilty when he accepts the voice of thanks.

In a moment, when a group of people left the prison array according to he lanyue, Mu Heng and Su Yue began to order the brothers in the regiment to set up camp.

At this time, it is too dark, and we may encounter many dangers when we continue to move forward.

It's better to keep your energy up and wait until tomorrow morning. Anyway, the dragon soul tomb has not really been born, and those who come in first can only wait.