Chapter 589

Seeing the fluctuation of Xuanli, we can see the strength of xuanzunjing.

So Xuanli stood quietly behind her and didn't intend to do anything.

The next second, Mo Qingge's body turned into a shadow and flashed behind the man in black.

Bang——

The hand of the man in black failed, shaking the ground out of a ravine.

"What about people?"

Before he could react, a black ice hammer came from behind and fell on him again.

"Ah --"

The cry of killing a pig reverberates in my ears, accompanied by the sound of broken bones.

Blood splashed, black legs were broken, forced to kneel on the ground, unable to move: "you, you..."

This girl looks very weak. She's really tough!

Then, a fluttering white skirt fell to the ground, Mo Qingge carrying the ice hammer, looked down at him: "still come?"

"I..." the man in black curled up his fingers, obviously afraid.

He thought, with his own strength, to catch two ordinary people, but did not want to, kicked an iron plate.

Intuition tells him, this wench is not easy to provoke!

"Don't kill me, don't kill me." The voice of the man in black softened. "I'm also under orders. It's Zhao Mingxuan. It's the wanted order of Zhao Mingxuan and Hongrui gambling house. It's nothing to do with me!"

Zhao Mingxuan should be the young master Zhao I saw today.

Mo Qingge gave a sneer. He didn't want to waste his time here, and he didn't want to attract people's attention

"Xuanli, tie him up and close his mouth."

I'll take it back to the inn later and have a good interrogation.

"Yes, master!"

Thus, Xuanli quickly tied up the people in black and threw them into the space of moqingge.

There are many soldiers patrolling and searching the city, as well as killers acting secretly.

They met several waves along the way.

She was also thinking about Uncle Huang. Now she didn't want to make trouble. She went to the nearest pharmacy, bought some herbs, and hurried back to the inn.

With a click, the door was pushed open. What came into sight was the figure in the pool of blood.

The temperature in the room seems to be a little lower.

"Uncle Huang!"

Mo Qingge's heart "clattered" for a while, and suddenly he was in a state of confusion. He went forward to embrace his body.

The chilling temperature spreads all over the body from the fingertips.

Good ice

His body temperature is as cold as iron. His fingers are long and white, covered with white frost.

It seems that even the blood will coagulate.

No, it's cold poison!

Mo Qingge bit his lower lip, his pretty face turned white, and hugged him anxiously: "Uncle Huang, uncle Huang..."

Since that time, he was poisoned by Shangguan maple and thrown into the ice pool, the cold poison in Uncle Huang's body has increased a lot.

Before that, there was the ghost killing poison, but it didn't attack.

But now, without the suppression of duanhungu, once the cold poison breaks out, it will be a near death!

"Uncle Huang, wake up..."

Women's gentle and trembling voice, slowly sounded in the ear.

Gu Mian Mo's cold finger bone moved slightly, and his consciousness recovered a little. The piercing cold of his heart spread all over his body.

He opened his thin lips and blurted out two words: "Ge'er..."

Apart from the endless pain, he only vaguely felt that a pair of thin hands were holding him.

The long lost warmth flows from the skin to the bottom of my heart.

Her body is so warm.

"Uncle Huang, wake up, don't be attacked by cold poison!" Mo Qingge said eagerly.

Uncle Huang's poison has gone to the bone. Even if she refined the nine level pills, she can't stop the outbreak of the cold poison.

It's all up to him.

If his Xuanli is strong enough, he can suppress the cold poison. Otherwise, once it breaks out, it will be a dead end!

However, the cold poison has come to an uncontrollable situation, even the strength of the nine star God can not resist.

As long as you fly up, with the strength of the divine Kingdom, uncle Huang will at least have no life to worry about.

But now he is seriously injured and can't fly up.

In this way, it will fall into a deadlock cycle.

Her voice, intermittently introduced into Gu Mian's ear, awakened his consciousness.

His eyebrows were slightly frowned, his forehead exuded a lot of cold sweat, and his thin lips pursed gently, as if he was suffering a lot.

Cold, cold

However, his mind recovered a little, his phalanx was tight, and his thick Xuanli was flowing and climbing in his body.

The chilling cold poison seems to have been restrained a little.

But his finger bones were as cold as iron, and his face was as white as before.

Mo Qingge bit his lower lip, helped him up to the bed, and said softly, "Uncle Huang, Ge'er will go and make medicine for you."

Then, as she was about to get up, she was surrounded by a pair of big hands.

In his ear, he heard a vague and weak voice, slightly indifferent: "Song Er, don't go away..."

Intermittent tone, suddenly let her heart a soft.

"Geer, don't go..."

Gu Mian Mo tightly encircles her waist, and her stiff and cold phalanx is cold.

Through her clothes, she could feel a chill, and her whole body could not help but feel a chill.

Mo Qingge has always been afraid of the cold, but can't bear to push him half a minute, turned around and hugged his body.

Piercing cold, instantly spread all over the body.

Good ice

Close to Uncle Huang's skin, she felt chilly, you can imagine, uncle Huang should bear what kind of pain.

"Geer, Geer..."

His consciousness is chaotic, but he only vaguely repeats the name. He just hugs her tightly and does not let go.

"Uncle Huang, here is Ge'er." Mo Qingge held his cold finger bone and said softly, "the song is not going anywhere."

She stretched out her hand and hugged him tightly. Although it was cold and piercing, she would not let go one point.

A burst of warmth came, and the girl's faint fragrance also passed the tip of her nose. Gu Mian's eyebrows were slightly frowning, and she only felt that the pain of the piercing heart relieved a little.

In a moment, Xu felt that Ge'er was beside him. He calmed down a lot. He just leaned in Mo Qingge's arms. His chaotic consciousness was still vague.

He's safe when the song is there.

As long as the song is there, he will be safe.

"Xuanli." Biting the lower lip, but under, Mo Qingge had to summon Xuanli out.

The next second, the shadow across the line of sight, Xuanli appeared in front of her: "what's the master's command?"

"Help me to fry the medicine." She blurted out faintly.

"What medicine?"

Mo Qingge gently raised her hand and pointed to the herbs on the table.

"Good."

Who knows, as soon as she moved, Gu Mian Mo hugged her tightly again. His finger bones trembled, for fear that his little girl would disappear as soon as she let go.

"Uncle Huang, uncle Huang, don't be afraid. Song won't go, song won't go."

Mo Qingge hugs his trembling body and soothes him in a soft voice.

After a long time, he calmed down a little, closed his eyes tightly, and leaned powerlessly against her.

Blood, flowing along his lips, enchanting and dazzling.