Chapter 310

In the early hours of the morning, the sky was still a little dark and depressed.

Shangguan Feng waited outside the hall for several hours. From time to time, he looked inside the hall through the crack in the door.

But because of the screen, he couldn't see anything, so he was more curious.

"It's been five or six hours. Why hasn't there been any movement?" Shangguan Feng murmured in a low voice. He wanted to go in and have a look.

Inside, is there anything wrong?

He held out his hand and tried to open the door, but he thought, if he suddenly went in, would it interrupt the Qingge alchemy.

Thinking of this, Shangguan Feng took back his phalanx and sighed a little.

Forget it. Just wait a little longer.

Clang——

Bang!

As soon as he turned around, he suddenly heard the sound of broken glass and porcelain in the hall.

The sound was so loud that he was surprised.

What happened?

"Qingge!"

Shangguan Feng pushes the door open and rushes in. The scene behind the screen suddenly changes his face and makes him panic.

"Qingge!"

In place, a mess, dazzling blood spilled on the ground, the bed, bedding, as well as the girl's body, all blood.

The shocking bright red made his legs soft.

The curtain beside the bed was lifted, and the saint lay on the bed, her face covered by the veil. But Shangguan Feng saw that the saint's face was ruddy again.

"Qingge..." Shangguan Feng picked up the dying girl and was scared out of her mind.

The girl's face, pale without a trace of blood, pale lips haggard, cold, even the body is cold.

There are two ferocious blood holes in her chest, and the blood is still flowing. Three thousand green silk are scattered down and become silver white, still beautiful.

"Qingge, what's the matter with you?" Shangguan Feng touched her pulse, so weak that she couldn't feel it. She was in a panic.

What did she do?

What did she do to save her aunt?

Suddenly, Xuanli's last trace of Xuanli was exhausted. She said in her heart, "master, Xuanli has tried his best."

Words fall, he turns into a black shadow, drill into the Xuan Wen bracelet, deep sleep in the past.

"Cough..."

Mo Qingge's eyebrows are slightly frowned, and her cold and delicate face shows a lot of pain.

She vaguely heard Xuanli's voice, then pulled a trace of consciousness, opened her eyes and saw Shangguan Feng's face.

"I..."

Her voice was too weak to hear.

"Don't talk. I'll take you to the elder!" Shangguan Feng picked her up and asked in a low voice.

Mo Qingge opened her lips and said intermittently: "Uncle Huang... I want to see him..."

She seems to be dying.

When she was dying, the person she wanted to see most was Uncle Huang.

Hearing this, Shangguan Feng's heart "clattered" for a while, it's not a good taste.

She is now slightly shallow breath, confused consciousness, the heart of the mouth, or that man.

While she was in front of her, she didn't want to look at it more.

For what?

"He's gone!" Shangguan Feng can't help but speak, with a little angry.

In a word, it hurt her heart.

"He's gone..." a tear fell from the corner of Mo Qingge's eye.

Uncle Huang, are you really gone? Don't sing any more?

Suddenly, she vomited out a mouthful of blood and fainted unconscious.

Corner of the eye, still hanging wet tears.

"Qingge!" Shangguan Feng was shocked, "Qingge, I won't let you have anything."

Holding Mo Qingge's light body, he left the inner hall, went back to the courtyard where Mo Qingge lived, and put her on the bed.

The girl's face was as white as a ghost, and she lay on the bed covered with blood. Her breath was so weak that she was about to break.

Like a broken doll, pitiful.

Her heart may stop at any time.

Her blood could run out at any time.

Shangguanfeng used a lot of Zhixue powder, still can't stop her chest injury.

The original blue and white bed was dyed blood red, ferocious and dazzling.

"I have to find elder Ivy quickly!"

Shangguan Feng knows that with his medical skills, he can't cure Qingge's injury, so he turns away in a hurry and plans to call elder ivy.

There was only one thought in his mind besides the palpitations.

Never let Qingge have something to do!

…………

I opened my eyes slightly, looked at the deep ink eyes of the blanket, and my head was still a little dizzy.

How long did he sleep?

"Younger martial brother, you wake up." Qing night is beside the bed, "come on, drink the medicine first."

Gu Mian Mo carelessly raised his eyes, and his eyes suddenly fell on the bright sky outside the window.

it's dawn?

"What time is it?" He asked, regaining his consciousness in an instant.

"Can't you see for yourself?" Qing night pour is cool and self like, "you sleep all night, now already fast to Mao time."

what?

He fell asleep all night.

"No!"

Gu Mian Mo had an unexpected premonition in his heart and was about to leave.

He sleeps all night, which means that Ge'er is not in his sight for at least five or six hours.

Five or six hours, too much can happen.

He was terrified

"What's wrong?" Qing night didn't understand his meaning, "ah? Younger martial brother, don't hurry to go, drink the medicine first... "

His words have not finished, someone has turned into a shadow, disappeared in place.

"What do you mean?" Qing night helpless shook his head, or confused.

…………

Step into the room in a hurry, face to face, is depressed and gloomy atmosphere.

Gu's eyes were fixed on the woman on the couch. He was stunned, terrified and helpless.

A hanging heart is completely destroyed and turned into ashes.

Out of control emotions burst out in a flash.

"Song

Brain a blank, like being poured into mercury, heavy numbness.

His legs and feet were a little limp, and he knelt by the bed, his trembling finger bones were so cold that there was no temperature.

"Song, song?"

Mo Qingge was lying on the couch with a pale face. On her clothes, body and face, there were dazzling blood stains. Three thousand green silk turned white, withered and broken.

The girl's temperature had begun to cool, and she lay still, like a corpse.

Her heart was so weak that it almost stopped.

Tears in the corner of the eye have been frozen and solidified.

"Ge'er..." Gu Mian Mo's face turned pale with fright. He held her cold little hand, and he had no idea.

A drop of tears, from his face light slide down, shaking hands, as if about to lose control.

When he was away for a while, something really happened to his song.

Is this his punishment?

He is not good, should not be angry with this girl.

He should always be at the girl's side. Even if Ge'er points a knife at him, he shouldn't leave.

He regretted and hated himself.

"Ge'er, uncle Huang is wrong. Uncle Huang is sorry for you." He lightly grasped Mo Qingge's little hand full of blood, and said, "don't be afraid, uncle Huang is here. You will never miss anything."

Trembling voice, but gentle to the extreme.

He lowered his eyes, and a kiss of ice fell on the girl's dry lips. After a long time, he slowly got up, and the dark white force rose from within and surrounded his whole body.

"Geer, uncle Huang is here to save you."