The three words that sounded understated made her cry for a moment.

"Uncle Huang!"

Mo Qingge is so flustered that his hands are shaking. Mo Liang immediately helps the people in his arms back to the couch.

Tears break down in a flash.

"How could that be?"

Holding his cold phalanx, Mo Qingge's legs and feet softened and suddenly fell to the ground. He felt a roar in his mind, like a volcanic eruption and a tsunami burst. He was about to lose consciousness.

She trembled her little hand, lying on the edge of the couch, and gently touched the pulse of the ink on the bed. She was shocked.

His heart was so weak that it almost stopped.

Immediately, Mo Qingge opens Chu Jie and feeds him some pills for healing.

The man on the couch was covered with blood, and his face was as white as a corpse. The most ferocious thing was his broken right arm. At this time, he was still bleeding, revealing his bones.

The pain in my heart surged to my heart.

Although she was worried all the way, she also looked forward to Uncle Huang's peace and comfort. Uncle Huang was so powerful that she would be OK.

She really didn't expect that uncle Huang would be so seriously injured.

For the whole three years, she was looking forward to the day of reunion all the time. In her mind, she had imagined thousands of scenes of reunion with Uncle Huang, either sweet or tender.

He even thought that on the day of reunion, he would wear a red dress, dress exquisitely, appear in front of Uncle Huang, smile at him like he did three years ago, and kiss him secretly.

All kinds of pictures, she imagined countless times.

But she really didn't expect that they would meet in this way.

Powder fist clenched, slender phalanx embedded in the meat, are not more painful than heartache.

"Uncle Huang, Ge'er has come to you. Open your eyes and have a look at Ge'er, OK?"

She sat down beside the couch, weeping bitterly.

She hated coming too late.

Mo Liang stands in place, confused, casting a surprised look at yunmo.

Where did such a wild girl come from?

And, Mo Gang just saw this wild wench, seem to still very excited.

"Mo Liangjun, this is our demon queen, Mo Qingge girl." Cloud Mo knows he is in doubt what, speak out to explain a way.

"Demon queen?" Mo Liang is even more confused.

Why hasn't he heard of it? When did Mo have a demon queen?

"Yes

"Cough." So, Mo Liang hesitated and said, "Qingge girl, don't be too sad. He won't die for a while."

Although this so-called comfort words, let Mo Qingge have a kind of impulse to kill him.

Is this guy going to comfort people?

Mo Qingge raised her eyes, and her hazy tearful eyes turned to the evil face of Shang Mo Liang, who was dumping all living beings.

She tried to calm herself down and asked, "excuse me, who is your name from the demon emperor?"

"Strictly speaking, Ben Jun is the direct subordinate of the demon emperor, the leader of the northern barren green hill, Mo Liang." Mo Liang said faintly and introduced himself, "however, you should treat me as a friend of Cheng mo

Mo Qingge bit his lower lip: "what happened, who can hurt uncle Huang like this?"

When he was in the Academy, he heard from his master that the strength of the demon emperor was above the realm of heaven and God, and was almost equal to the top powers in the world.

Looking at the whole world, there are few people who can rival uncle Huang.

Can let him suffer so heavy injury, the strength of the other side, how terrible is it?

"It's complicated to say." Mo Liang sighed helplessly and didn't know where to start.

"What do you say?"

Mo Qingge asked while feeling the pulse for the people on the couch.

She has to find out the whole story!

"Five days ago, in the battle of the northern capital, Benjun and chuchen were present." Mo Liang's tone was a little low. "I've broken the enemy's three armies with Mo Ben. Chu Chen led his troops to reinforce from the lower reaches. It was a good situation, but suddenly someone from the divine world intervened!"

"The strong in the divine world?" Mo Qingge's pupils are slightly enlarged.

It's really the divine intervention

"At that time, a golden light suddenly fell from the sky, and the clouds were all cut away!"

"What is that golden light?" She asked.

"I don't know what it is, like a sudden invasion of vision." Mo Liang shook his head slightly. "At that moment, my mind was in chaos, and I couldn't move because of a strong force. Then Mo pushed me, and blocked the fatal knife for me. I didn't want to turn back and retreat immediately!"

After a pause, he continued:

"Because the golden light is dazzling, and I don't know the situation. I don't know that he has been injured. I only heard his slight breathing, but I didn't pay attention to it. I thought that he just gave an ordinary retreat order, so he didn't hurry."

"As a result, before I gave the order, there was a terrible concussion. The golden light just dissipated. I turned around and saw him rush into the burst battle circle against the light. I hesitated and wanted to go back to save people..."

"You go on?" Mo Qingge finger bone slightly curled up, calm asked.

"Just because I hesitated for a moment and didn't retreat immediately, the position I was in exploded instantly. Behind me... 100000 sea soldiers were bombed, leaving less than half of them..."

At this point, Mo Liang fingers tightly curled up, the body slightly trembled, remorse to the extreme.

Mo Qingge was stunned, and seemed to be able to imagine the scene of a river of blood.

"At this time, I realized that the situation was not right, and quickly ordered to withdraw. Mo's border formation blocked half of the enemy troops, and the rest of our sailors were barely out of danger." Mo Liang's tone is full of guilt

"The eastern navy was in a hurry. After meeting Chu Chen, I led 2000 dead men to look for people. After he broke through the enemy's mysterious array, he was seriously injured and unconscious. Half of the 2000 dead men in my hand were damaged and surrounded by the enemy!"

Speaking of this, Mo Liang's voice became smaller and smaller: "before he was in a coma, Mo gave two orders: one was to order me to lead the enemy into the northern wilderness, the other was to order Chu Chen to defend the northern capital! However, the Northern Wilderness route was blocked, so I had to change my route temporarily. I came to the northwest wilderness and was trapped in the valley of this month for five days... "

Hearing this, Mo Qingge's heart pricked.

They have been trapped in the valley of the moon for five days.

"The situation was too chaotic that night, so... I don't know who hurt Mo secretly!" Mo Liang nodded slightly, "and then I looked at his injury, only to know that the artifact that hurt him was the deathtrap of the divine world!"

"What is mieling Dao?" She asked.

"That's the artifact of the divine world." Mo Liang sighed a little, "it's made of nine day black iron. It's extremely sharp. If you cut it gently, it's hard to heal. Mo... Is pierced by the mieling knife!"

Not only was he cut through the heart, but Mo's arm was also cut off by the mieling knife.

He curled up his finger bones tightly, with some suppressed anger in his tone, as well as remorse and powerlessness.

It was he who should have been seriously injured, but now he can do nothing.