Chapter 441

Under the control of the Dragon King, the three armed forces led by Chu Chen also lost a lot of pressure. They broke through the people's army and brought back all the advantages of the separatist regime.

Then, Mo Liang, the king of northern wasteland, reinforced in time and cut off the retreat of the demon army.

One day and one night, the army retreated, and the battlefield was in a mess. The corpses were piled up into mountains and rivers of blood.

Bleak and desolate.

The powerful black dragon circled in the sky, turned into a human shape and suspended on the clouds.

"Don't hurry, brother." Mo Liang shouts to the Dragon King, "come down and have a drink. Thank you very much!"

No matter how bad the Dragon King is, this reinforcement is really too timely for them to win the key battle.

If the Dragon King did not come, the consequences would be unimaginable.

He knew that brother Longwang had a hard tongue and a soft heart.

On the surface, it has nothing to do with the death of the demon clan, but it has always been concerned about the safety of the demon clan.

Although he did not listen to the demon emperor and betrayed the demon clan, he never did anything harmful to the interests of the demon clan.

"Dragon King." Chu trace also echoed the way, "this time the great kindness, the demon clan remembers in the heart, must say thanks!"

The Dragon King snorted coldly and said, "let the demon emperor come to thank me personally. That's what he owes me!"

The tone of invincible, arrogant to the extreme.

"Oh, what a big face." Mo Liang chuckled, "Your Majesty is in Dongdu now. Why don't you follow me to visit Dongdu?"

He wanted to take the opportunity to ease the relationship between the Dragon King and the demon clan.

After all, when the dragon king betrayed the demon clan, it was because of a deep misunderstanding.

He still hopes that the misunderstanding can be solved as soon as possible.

"No!" The Dragon King refused, "Dongdu is a place of right and wrong. You'd better let the demon emperor cherish himself."

Then he turned into a shadow and disappeared in their sight.

"Hello Mo Liang yelled at his back, "dog thief, what do you mean by that?"

The scoundrel, without saying anything good, cursed their majesty!

For the sake of helping the demons this time, just forgive him.

"The ink is cool." Suddenly, Chu Chen asked with concern, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with him?"

Mo Liang casually replied: "the white eyed wolf is very lucky. He can't die. Don't worry."

Chu scar's face suddenly changed, and said with righteous words: "Mo Liang, I can't be so rude to your majesty."

This northern monarch is always open-minded, big or small!

"Again." Mo Liang sighed helplessly and went to the barracks with his ears covered.

When can chuchen not be pedantic, he can live in harmony with chuchen.

"Mo Liangjun." Chu trace followed him, still a serious appearance, chattering, "this is for your good, you can't listen, this is serious, you say..."

……

In the early morning, a faint halo passed the window and fell on the man's delicate face.

His eyes were covered with white silk, still dark.

His fingertips moved and his consciousness recovered. Gu felt that there was more wind in his ears.

His hearing seems to have recovered.

The songs

"Song?"

He got up slowly, endured the stabbing pain from the wound, and suddenly stepped out of the air. His legs and feet softened, and his body suddenly lost its center of gravity.

"Uncle Huang!"

Mo Qingge is coming in from outside the hall. The next second, he rushes to the bed and catches him.

To the naked eye, blood gushed out along the steel plate on his knee, scarlet and dazzling.

With a slight sigh, Mo Qingge reluctantly lifts him to the couch, but he has no good way

"I told you to move. It took me more than an hour this morning to fix the steel plate!"

Now the wound is completely split. She's going to take it apart and fix it again!

Knowing that uncle Huang could not hear her, she whispered a few words make complaints about her anger.

Not to say yes or no, she make complaints about her tucked sound.

The little girl got angry and was so lovely.

"Song, don't be angry." He spoke faintly.

Mo Qingge's heart "clattered" and stammered: "Uncle Huang, can you... Can you hear me?"

Isn't it? Her words just now were heard by Uncle Huang?

"What do you say?"

Suddenly, she wants to cry, just want to find a hole to drill in.

I think I heard it.

Her gentle and lovely image in front of Uncle Huang is ruined!

With a blush of embarrassment, from her cheek to her ear, she was glad that uncle Huang couldn't see him. She buried her head in removing the steel plate at his knee and pretended nothing happened.

Blood, along the steel plate gap constantly gushing, legs or a bloody, ferocious injury, still unbearable.

"Still angry?"

Seeing that she didn't speak, Gu mianmo asked again.

"Of course I am." Mo Qingge exclaimed, "do you know if you have to dress it up again and suffer again?"

With sullen tone, but let his heart touched.

Originally thought, this wench is angry, oneself let her white busy for more than an hour, have to go up again, but never thought, the little wench is in love with him.

Lips, can not help but hang a smile.

Mo Qingge looked at him and asked, "does it hurt?"

"It hurts."

"Do you laugh when it hurts?" Did you take the wrong medicine?

He said nothing and laughed more happily.

"Fool."

Mo Qingge was angry with him and scolded.

I've never seen such a happy injury!

However, he looks good when he laughs. He is indifferent. He doesn't look like the demon emperor who is full of killing. He is clean, like a young man who doesn't know the world.

She took the steel plate apart, only to see a piece of flesh and blood, legs injury is still shocking.

After carefully applying the medicine, the steel plate was fixed again. For a whole hour, the inner hall was very quiet.

Fixed the steel plate, she was slightly relieved, reminded: "don't move, unless, you want this legs are useless, the rest of your life when a lame!"

"Well."

He only answered one word.

In turn, she pulled off Gu's clothes, and most of the wounds were much better.

Delicate phalanx, gently stroked, the deepest blood hole in the heart, she stabbed.

In addition to this heart and broken scales of the serious injury is difficult to heal, other trauma, should soon be able to heal.

"Uncle Huang." She bit her lower lip and said, "your heart has been injured many times. I'm afraid it will take some time to recover."

"No harm." His tone was light.

"I'm sorry." Mo Qingge's voice, with a little self reproach and uneasiness, "Ge'er didn't mean to stab you, that day... My hands and feet suddenly couldn't control themselves, and I accidentally hurt you, but it's not my intention, I......"

"I believe you."

Gu Mo interrupted her words, and then put her in his arms, voice gentle.

"Do you believe me?"

"Well."

As long as it's what Ge'er says, he believes it.