When Mo Liu heard the words, he immediately left, but he didn't turn around or feel happy. Instead, he worried and said, "but I broke the sword that master gave me. Will he be very disappointed?"

"How can it be! No matter how good the sword is, it can't last forever. It will be broken sooner or later. As long as you are happy and healthy, it's more important than anything. " Wen Jinran comforted him.

"Really?" The ink flows to smell speech, turn round, fix of looking at Wen Jin ran, that twinkle the eyes of tears light to expose to expect and uncertain, ask a way.

"You don't believe me. Don't you believe your martial uncle?" Wen Jinran asked in reverse.

Among their friends, the one who has the best relationship with Rong Mo, the master of Mo Liu, is Sikong. It can be said that he only knew Sikong and rongmo through Nangong Yin, and Nangong Yin and rongmo only knew them through Sikong.

Among the four of them, the most frightening one was Sikong Duan, because he was so bad tempered that he didn't want to. He was always cold-blooded or threatened.

Even if it's a brother, it's necessary to beat him up.

Although it's only in the form of practicing martial arts, if you can't beat him, you are doomed to be abused?

Ink flow smell speech, immediately hope to Si Kong cut, although didn't make a sound, but that pair of expectation vision already revealed his mind.

"Is" Sikong cut serious response.

After getting the confirmation from Sikong, Mo Liu broke his tears into a smile, threw away his sadness and loneliness, and said seriously, "I'll collect this sword. Even if it's broken, it's also a gift from my master. I can't throw it away."

Then he turned quickly and left.

Seeing that Mo Liu was no longer sad and lonely, Huang Jiuge was also relieved. However, he said that he would collect the broken sword, which made Huang Jiuge feel speechless, but it was much easier to accept than Nangong Changning's burying the sword.

"Miss Huang, are you ok?" Wen Jinran looks at Huang Jiuge again. Although she knows she's OK, she asks politely.

Huang nine songs smell speech, this just discover, oneself inside body unexpectedly all have no matter, as if have never been hurt at all general.

However, she also immediately understood that someone must have helped her with the exercise.

And this person, Huang Jiuge directly identified as Nangong Yin, because Nangong Yin saved her.

"It's all right. By the way, where's Lord yin! He saved me and healed me. I want to thank him face to face. " Huang nine songs ask a way.

Although she is usually cheeky and shameless, it does not mean that she has no conscience. Nangong Yin saved her, so she had to thank her face to face!

However, Wen Jinran's face was a little strange when he heard the words. Si kongcao's face was even darker, and his eyes were obviously angry.

Damn, it's him who treated her, but she's going to thank Nangong Yin. What's the matter with him?

Seeing the reaction of Wen Jinran and Si kongcao, Huang Jiuge frowns slightly, and is full of puzzlement.

What does that mean?

"Cough!" Wen Jinran coughed unnaturally and said: "that, Yin went into the palace. It was Yin who rescued you last night, but it was him who healed you."

When it comes to "it's him", Wen Jingran looks at Sikong.

Because Sikong's identity should not be exposed, they would not call him by his full name in front of outsiders.

"What? How is that possible? " This news, no doubt frightened Huang nine songs, inconceivable blurted out.

She didn't doubt Wen Jinran's words, but she didn't believe that the Duke would heal her.