Dou Po starts with capturing the goddess

798 Ambiguous
When Chen Mo opened his eyes with a splitting headache, what he saw was the white tent roof. He was stunned for a few breaths, and then he felt severe pain in his body like a tide.

The sharp pain was like the whole body was being torn apart.

He couldn't help taking a few breaths of cold air, his face became contorted.

But this kind of severe pain made him secretly relieved, at least it allowed him to prove that he was not dead.

He glanced at himself, his body was covered by a women's gown, but his body was naked.

But the wounds on the surface of the body can't be seen, and they are all healed.

But in the body, it is a bit bad.

The severe pain he felt just now came from within his body.

Enduring the severe pain in his body, Chen Mo turned his eyes, wondering where this place is now?
But he is still alive.

That means that at the critical moment, Nangong Nan should have arrived with reinforcements.

And when Chen Mo's thoughts turned sharply, the tent was suddenly lifted, and then he saw a tall figure walking in, with a pair of beautiful eyes staring blankly at Chen Mo who had woken up.

She was holding a bowl in her hand, steam was rising from the bowl, and the faint smell of meat spread into Chen Mo's nose.

It's a bowl of broth.

And she is Nangong Nan.

Her expression changed, she came to the bed and sat down, and said, "How do you feel?"

"It hurts, but I can't die." Chen Mo struggled to sit up, and immediately said: "Thanks to you for saving me, otherwise I would have died."

"I saved you?" Nangong Nan was taken aback when he heard the words, then shook his head and said, "Which one saved you?"

Chen Mo was also taken aback: "You didn't save me? Those two?"

"When I arrived with my people, there was only you lying in a pool of blood, and there was no one else." Nangong Nan said, "I thought you were the one who knocked them back."

Chen Mo said in astonishment: "All I know is that I passed out after casting my trump card, but I still felt their aura was still there on the eve of my coma."

"That's weird." Nangong Nan scooped up a spoonful of broth, put it near his mouth and blew it twice, then handed it to Chen Mo's mouth, and said, "Perhaps an expert passed by and might save you." Or the kind of hermit who doesn't leave a name."

"Maybe it's really possible" If it wasn't for Nangong Nan's rescue, Chen Mo really couldn't think of any other possibility. Immediately after seeing the broth on his lips, he was taken aback, a little at a loss: "Sister, what are you doing? Just come by yourself."

Nangong Nan even fed him broth himself.

This made Chen Mo a little flattered.

Nangong Nan's face turned red: "You have suffered such a serious injury, you should just lie down obediently."

After finishing speaking, he directly stuffed the spoon with broth into Chen Mo's mouth.

"Cough cough."

"Sister-in-law, you can feed it as long as you like, can you be gentle." Chen Mo felt that the spoon directly stabbed his throat, making him cough up all the broth.

"If you get cheap, you'll be a good boy." Nangong Nan hurriedly took out a handkerchief from Qiankun, and wiped the broth on her body with Chen Mo.

It looked like a virtuous wife taking care of her husband.

Chen Mo was a little stunned, especially when Nangong Nan was wiping her face, her face was very close to her, and her skin could be broken by blowing bullets, and it made people want to kiss her skin, which made Chen Mo want to move.

Chen Mo coughed hastily, changed the subject, and said, "This broth tastes really good."

"That's right, I don't even look at who made the stew." Nangong Nan said proudly.

Chen Mo: "..."

He almost said you know how to cook?

"How about you, sister, how are you doing?" Chen Mo said.

"It's okay, it will take a certain amount of time to recuperate, but it's much better than you." Nangong Nan scooped up another spoonful, put it on his mouth and blew gently, with that gentle and serious look, how could he command an army? The great commander, a proper little lady.

Chen Mo changed the subject again: "How long have I been in a coma?"

"It's been almost a day and a night." Nangong Nan said.

"Not good." Chen Mo frowned, and said immediately, "Have you contacted Jinse and the others?"

"I have already sent someone to tell them they are fine. If there is no danger on their side, they should be able to come here in a short time." Nangong Nan said.

"That's good." Chen Mo's worry lessened a little.

Immediately said: "Have you understood the cause of the whole thing?"

Regarding the whole matter, Chen Mo was just a guess before.

The specifics will be known only after understanding.

Nangong Nan shook his head: "However, the news of the elf king's breakthrough failure and death should have been confirmed. The army has already received the news from Yaomotian. Someone has been sent."

"Has Yao Motian received it?" Chen Mo narrowed his eyes slightly.

"The life tokens of the patriarchs of the five clans are all placed in the Demon Palace. As long as the patriarch of one clan dies, the life token representing him will be shattered, and the Demon Palace will receive it as soon as possible, and then inform everyone. If you leave the customs, you will come to mourn the funeral in person." Nangong Nan said.

"I see." Chen Mo nodded.

The words fall.

As the topic is finished.

The camp suddenly became cold and silent, and the atmosphere between the two became extremely awkward.

After all, Nangong Nan is Jinse's aunt.

Chen Mo has some topics, and he doesn't know how to talk to her, or whether he should talk.

"Ahem, the soup is finished." Chen Mo looked at the bottomed bowl and smiled awkwardly.

"Then do you still want to drink? I stewed a lot, and there is still meat, do you want to eat?" Nangong Nan looked at Chen Mo with big eyes.

"Well, eat something?" To be honest, Chen Mo is in so much pain that he doesn't have the appetite to eat, but he has good intentions, and if he doesn't eat, it's not very good.

"I'll get it for you right now."

After finishing speaking, Nangong Nan rushed out of the tent with the bowl in hand.

That's right, running.

Like the wind.

Chen Mo: "Why does it feel a little weird?"

When Nangong Nan returned, he was holding two bowls in his hand, one bowl was filled with broth, and the other bowl was filled with meat.

The stew was terrible.

It looks very appetizing.

"Come on, I'll feed you." Nangong Nan took out a piece of meat with his hand, and handed it to Chen Mo's mouth.

That's right, by hand.

"Uh, I'll do it myself."

"Okay." Nangong Nan also understood that he was acting a little weird, and his face blushed immediately. He put the two bowls aside and asked Chen Mo to come by himself.

Chen Mo picked out a bone with meat, took a bite, and started chewing.

"How is it?" Nangong Nan hurriedly asked, as if she really wanted to know Chen Mo's evaluation.

"Eh, not bad, very powerful."

If you talk hard, the two will talk hard.

(End of this chapter)