Chapter 436

"Mo Qingge, if you can't cure his injury, don't blame the demon clan for killing." Mo Liang's tone, with a little threat.

Mo Qingge bit his lower lip and didn't answer.

If she can't cure uncle Huang's injury, she will be buried with Uncle Huang herself!

"Song er..."

The people on the couch, confused in consciousness, are constantly reciting the name.

Mo Liang coldly glanced at him, a face helpless.

This guy, don't think he died fast enough, all like this, still thinking about the woman who hurt him!

However, he calmed himself down

"I'm sorry, maybe my words are a little more serious. Take these words as if I'm just selfish. Mo he never has any weakness. No one in the world can help him. He should have been a person who should have been promoted, but he tramples on himself for you. Mo Qingge, if you really love him, you'd better stay away from him!"

"You're right." Ink song low eyes, tears like broken line of beads, fall down.

After all, she blocked the way forward.

Maybe, Mo Liang is right.

"That's all." Mo Liang sighed a little, "you should cure him first."

It's useless to say anything now.

If Mo really had any mistakes, the whole demon clan would not let her go easily.

Mo Qingge nodded, then gently pulled away Gu Mian Mo's clothes and began to check the injury.

A piece of flesh and blood blurred red, even white bones are visible to the naked eye, most of the wounds have rotted and deteriorated, and even stick together with the clothes.

Around is to see a lot of bloody she, also a burst of dizziness, almost in front of a black, coma in the past.

She carefully tore the clothes away from the wound. Although the movement was very light, there was a muffled hum in her ear, so she had to slow down again.

Mo Liang finger bone tight curl up, seem to can't see down, immediately get up: "I go out to breathe."

After that, he turned and left the inner hall, feeling depressed to the extreme for a moment.

It took more than an hour for Mo Qingge to take off his clothes. The blood holes were still bleeding.

Mo Qingge took a cool breath and checked all the injuries before he found something wrong.

His ears were pierced deaf!

She didn't look carefully before, thinking that only her eyes were destroyed. Unexpectedly, even her ears were punctured.

So, he said so many words before, can't he hear a word?

"Uncle Huang, uncle Huang." So she whispered, "can you hear the song?"

The people on the couch were half awake and half asleep. They could not hear any sound or see any light or shadow.

He can only feel a familiar breath in a trance.

Mo Qingge's nose is sour. Knowing that he can't hear him, his heart aches suddenly.

"It doesn't matter if you can't hear." Her voice, with a little choking, "song will soon let you see and hear."

She knows Gu mianmo can't hear, but she still says to herself, "Uncle Huang, Ge'er wants to clean your wound. Let you sleep first, so you won't suffer."

Words fall, Mo Qingge holding his slender white phalanx, with Xuanli's silver needle into his fingertips.

The next second, Gu Mian Mo's consciousness completely began to be confused and blurred, and finally he was occupied.

Aware that his breath is calm, Mo Qingge knows that he has passed out of sleep, and then he starts to work.

Most of these wounds have deteriorated, only white bones can be seen. In order to prevent the wounds from rotting, she must first scrape off all the rotten meat, and then apply healing medicine.

Take a deep breath, and the Xuanwen Bracelet turns into a dagger and stabs into his skin.

Mo Qingge tries to calm herself down, but her little hand is still shaking. She is very careful in every move. She doesn't dare to be absent-minded for a moment, and doesn't dare to have any negligence.

Time, little by little, her forehead was soaked in cold sweat. It took her four or five hours to clear Gu mianmo's injuries.

During this period, he awoke twice. He was awakened by Sheng Sheng's pain, and his confused consciousness was cut to pieces by sharp pain, then swallowed and fainted.

Bedside, such as note and under the blood, almost full of a basin.

When it was dark, Mo Qingge left her dagger. Her hands and clothes were covered with blood.

A little relieved, she carefully finished the medicine, the night has been several degrees deep.

Outside the window of the moon, appears particularly silent and cold.

It's getting dark.

People on the couch, eyes closed, pale sleep face is still absolutely dust, without a trace of smoke.

Mo Qingge stretched out her hand and covered him with bedding. When she got up, her feet were floating and she was tired.

But she was reluctant to leave half a step, so she stayed at the edge of the collapse, lying on the bed, and fell asleep.

Moonlight through the window, light sprinkle on the two faces, as if time is silent in this moment.

……

The next morning, Qing Ye, who got the news, rushed to Dongdu from the divine world.

With a clang sound, the door was pushed open, and a voice of anger and worry sounded in my ear: "younger martial brother!"

Mo Qingge looks at the person who is coming and says in a soft voice: "Qing Yejun..."

Qing night cloud step light move, speechless ground rushed in, looking at the bed unconscious Gu quilt ink, the state of mind immediately collapsed.

"Younger martial brother, younger martial brother?"

A heart, as if falling to the bottom.

I just felt his pulse, and when I saw his bloody palm, I knew that his younger martial brother was dying and seriously injured.

Anger, as if almost irrepressible!

"You again." Qing night out of control, seize her wrist, "Mo Qingge, it's you again!"

Her wrist, pinched by Qing Ye, makes a "click" sound, and her bones are almost broken.

Biting her lower lip, she tried not to make a sound.

"Mo Qingge!" He coldly horizontal Mo Qingge one eye, want to clap her one palm dead, "why do you want to harm my younger martial brother, do you still suspect that harm him not enough miserable?"

He was strangled by the wrist, Mo Qingge did not resist, droop an apology: "sorry, sorry."

Even if the demons cut her to pieces, she would recognize her,

She did all this!

"What's the use of sorry?" Qing Ye is a little out of control. She wants to pinch off her wrist. "Four years ago, my younger martial brother saved his life for you twice, but he almost died. I really don't know how many lives he can have to be killed by you!"

"What?"

Four years ago

What happened four years ago?

"Qing Yejun, what do you say?" Mo Qingge couldn't help asking, "you said... Uncle Huang lived for me?"

"Younger martial brother has gone through the gate of death for you. You white eyed wolf, not only don't know anything, but also harm him in turn!" Qing yeleng snorted and was not afraid to tell her:

"That's right. He'll live for you, but he can't stop it!"

He will live for you, but he can't stop it.

In a word, it hurt her heart instantly.