Chapter 515

"Cough..." Gu Mian Mo said lightly, "don't talk nonsense!"

Can this fool act?

"Your Majesty, you made me..."

"Get out of here." Gu Mo interrupted him with anger in his cold voice.

Pig team mate!

"Yes."

Mo Liang cold hum a, secretly scolded him a don't know good or bad, pull Feng Xi to go out.

"Uncle Huang." Mo Qingge was not angry and asked, "did you vomit so much blood in two hours?"

She can guess that uncle Huang must have learned that he went to save Rong Jin as soon as he came back. He was too jealous to admit that he had to use this method to "fight for fame and jealousy" and call her back.

"Cough." Gu Mian Mo lowered his eyes, pretending to be wronged and said, "song'er, shouldn't you care about Uncle Huang's injury first?"

Mo Qingge touched his pulse. His meridians were broken and his internal injuries were serious. However, he could not endanger his life.

At that time, she was slightly relieved: "the injury has improved a lot."

Baizhuandan covers up his broken spirit, so Mo Qingge can't see anything different.

"Not good." Gu mianmo shook his head.

"Uncle Huang, what's wrong with you?" Mo Qingge asked anxiously.

Words fall, he was a grasp into his arms, cold temperature, through the chest, spread the apex of the heart.

His body is still so cold.

Gu Mian Mo leaned over her ear and said in a soft voice, "if you are not here, you will miss too much and become ill with depression."

Low voice, bewitching and sexy.

Ear, came a burst of numbness.

"Uncle Huang, I just left for a short time." Mo Qingge chuckles.

Isn't he a little clingy.

"What? With that peach blossom eye, do you think it's too late? " His tone, with a bit of resentment.

Mo Qingge was stunned.

What does this have to do with peach blossom eyes?

"No She denied.

Uncle Huang is really going to eat the vinegar in the sky.

"Don't be angry, uncle Huang." Mo Qingge's tone softened a lot.

Soft voice, into the bottom of my heart, suddenly let all his anger, are gone.

How can he be angry with this girl?

"Not angry." Gu Mian Mo drew her closer, "let uncle Huang see if Ge'er is hurt."

Ge'er went to the imperial palace of dongyeguo alone and was in prison. He was too scared to be in time.

"I'm fine." Mo Qingge smiles heartlessly, "it's just three poisonous ghosts. I've got the poisonous blood, and I'll leave him from the hands of the poisonous ghosts."

Gu Mian Mo checked up and down carefully, and didn't find any scars. He was relieved and took her into his arms again.

This time, he hugged more tightly.

"Uncle Huang, you..." she always felt that uncle Huang today was strange.

"In the future, uncle Huang won't allow you to risk like this again." A low voice sounded in my ear, "for uncle Huang, your life is the most important thing."

Today, though there was no danger, he didn't want such a thing to happen again.

He waited for a thousand years to wait for people, how willing to lose again?

This time, since he caught it, he would never let it go again.

"Good." Mo Qingge quietly agreed, and then held him in his arms and asked, "Uncle Huang, what's the matter with you today?"

Why does she think uncle Huang is abnormal?

"Nothing." His voice was very gentle. "I'm just happy to see the song come back."

Mo Qingge always feels that in his tone, there is a little worry about gain and loss, which is of great significance.

She was stunned. She lifted her eyes and directly kisses his ice lips. Warm through the corners of her lips, she reaches the bottom of her heart.

Gu Mian Mo embraces the woman's slender waist, and her lips and teeth are intertwined. She can't get rid of her warmth for a long time.

For a long time, until Mo Qingge could hardly breathe, he reluctantly released his lips and said, "Uncle Huang is worried about Ge'er. Naturally, Ge'er will stay with Uncle Huang."

He gently raised his hand and stroked her soft hair with his slender phalanx, as if casually asked: "if one day, uncle Huang can't always be with you..."

"Uncle Huang." Mo Qingge interrupted him, "I don't allow you to say that."

"I said if."

"No if." Mo Qingge looks at his Mo Mou and affirms, "Ge'er promises you that he will stay by your side intact, so you should be well. If something happens to you, Ge'er doesn't want to live. At that time, if we can't do it, we will be together in hell and be a ghost couple."

Then she gave a heartless smile.

"Don't talk nonsense." Gu Mo's tone was serious.

Mo Qingge chuckled and said half jokingly, "in this case, uncle Huang will live well. At least, he promised Ge'er's wedding, should he fulfill it first?"

"Good."

This word, he should be indifferent, but especially heavy.

After that, he kisses Mo Qingge's lips with his low eyes, and the five flavors are mixed and come to his heart.

He once promised Ge'er that he would marry her after leaving the customs.

But now, he has been out of the Customs for half a year, but he hasn't cashed in yet, which makes the girl wait for half a year more.

A sense of guilt sprang up.

"When we go out from Dongdu, uncle Huang will promise you a beautiful marriage." This is his promise.

"Well, that's what you said." Mo Qingge is overjoyed and leans on him again.

Although she said it, she didn't care about the rituals.

But when she heard the word "big wedding" from her beloved people, she was still excited.

It seems that they have to go out from Dongdu as soon as possible for their red makeup.

Thinking of this, she is more motivated to develop antidotes.

Gu Mian Mo nodded, looking at the happy woman in her arms, but her heart pricked inexplicably.

Song Er, I also want to treat you well, but I'm afraid that time is running out.

However, as long as he stays by Ge'er's side for one day, he will use his life to cherish one day.

The warm atmosphere flows in the inner hall.

Time, as if solidified in this moment.

Dong Dong!

Knock on the door, outside the door came the voice of Mo Liang: "Mo, can I come in?"

"What's the matter?"

He was just mild tone, seconds become cold.

"Cough, it's no big deal." Mo Liang then opened the door to the mountain road, "is just caught that magic feather, has been crying in the dungeon, said to see you, even the jailer has been noisy ear cocoon, do you want to see him?"

Otherwise, if the noise goes on, it will seriously affect the order of the dungeon of Qiyun hall.

"Well."

Gu Mian Mo coldly answered a word, expressed tacit approval.

"Uncle Huang, I'll go with you." Mo Qingge also gets up together and wants to go to the dungeon to see the dead woman gun.

"Good."

Gu Mo soft voice agreed, just got up, legs and feet but a moment some take off force, at the foot slightly staggered.

"Uncle Huang!" Mo Qingge quickly held him, worried and asked, "what's the matter with you?"