Legend of Yan Wu

"Han Mo, look here, there is a piece of depression here, and the color is different." Yin Moli, who was looking for the other side, suddenly shouted at Han Mo.

"Miss, please keep your voice down." Han Mo scanned the surroundings sharply, and walked towards Yin Moli after making sure that there was nothing unusual.

Following Yin Moli's gaze, Han Mo saw a slightly sunken place, and the color was much lighter than that of the surrounding stone walls, obviously because people often touched it.

"Stand farther away." Han Mo said softly to Yin Moli, and after speaking, he slowly stretched out his right hand, and lightly pressed on the concave part.

"Boom!"

As Han Mo pressed lightly, the boulder that Han Mo and Yin Moli had been unable to move before unexpectedly rolled a little to the side, making a "rumbling" sound.

"Han Mo, this is indeed a machine gun." Yin Moli said with joy on her face, but as soon as she finished speaking, countless arrows came out of the hole, and Yin Moli, who couldn't dodge, was directly pierced by an arrow in the shoulder, and brought out A snowflake poured into the air.

"Moli!"

Han Mo's face changed suddenly, his figure flashed to hold Yin Moli, and he left the cave entrance with a few flashes.

"Moli, how are you?" Han Mo looked at Yin Moli, who was bleeding profusely, feeling extremely distressed.

Yin Moli frowned, and said with a bitter face: "I'm fine, I feel that the thing calling me is inside the cave, but... there seems to be a mechanism inside."

Hearing this, Han Mo's expression was also serious, he shook his head and said, "Don't worry about this, let's deal with the injury first."

Han Mo sealed the veins on Yin Moli's shoulders with fighting spirit to prevent the blood from flowing out again. After doing this, Han Mo touched his nose and looked at Yin Moli, and said, "That... the wound needs to be bandaged, can you do it yourself?"

Yin Moli pouted when she heard the words, nodded unhappily, and looked at the other hand. Yin Moli looked at Han Mo angrily: "How can I bandage it myself?"

Han Mo heard the same thing, and glanced at the cave fearfully. Seeing nothing unusual, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Yin Moli, "Let me bandage it up for you, but don't say I take advantage of you later."

An uncontrollable smile appeared on Yin Moli's face, she nodded her head weakly, and said like a mosquito, "He is just taking advantage of you."

Although the voice was low, Han Mo's extraordinary ears could hear it clearly, and his heart trembled accordingly.

Han Mo is not a saint, if you don't feel it after listening to such words, is he still a man?

Pretending that he didn't hear anything, he took off Yin Moli's coat, and then put one on inside. He didn't stop until only his underwear was left. Looking at the tender flesh that was stained red with blood, Han Mo's heart skipped a beat. Annoyed, such a fair and pink girl is hurt like this, anyone who sees it will feel distressed.

"I'll help you clean the wound first, please bear with it." Han Mo didn't dare to look at Yin Moli, and Yin Moli naturally didn't dare to look at Han Mo, and just nodded slightly after listening to Han Mo's words.

"There must be more than these organs in the cave. We might suffer if we rush in." Han Mo said absent-mindedly while cleaning the wound. These words were only said by Han Mo deliberately to avoid embarrassment.

Yin Moli just nodded slightly when she heard the words, and Yin Moli frowned when Han Mo's hand touched the wound.

Although the wound was not large, the arrow pierced through Yin Moli's shoulder this time, and the injury was considered serious. Han Mo handled it carefully, checked repeatedly, and was relieved to confirm that the arrow was not poisonous.

"Isn't it alright?" Yin Moli's painful face twitched. Seeing that Han Mo was still cleaning up, she really didn't know why it took so long to clean up.

"Okay, I just checked to see if the arrow is poisonous. Fortunately, it's just an ordinary arrow." Han Mo took out a piece of clothing from the ring, and tore long strips of cloth to wrap Yin Moli's shoulders and arms. stand up.

Since the bandage must be bound inside, half of Yin Moli's clothes are completely exposed at this time, her snow-white shoulders are exposed to the air, and the thin underwear seems to be unable to cover the two balls of meat on Yin Moli's chest, half a big meat ball All exposed.

Han Mo took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself down and stop thinking about it, but it was impossible not to look at the wound during bandaging, and the corner of his eyes always casually glanced at Yin Moli's towering chest.

Yin Moli frowned suddenly, and felt that Han Mo's breathing seemed to be a little short. Although it was slight, Yin Moli, who was sensitive, still noticed it, and her fair face turned red.

"Han...Han Mo..." Yin Moli yelled with a dry throat, that weak and enchanting voice sounded like some kind of medicine, which made Han Mo's heart tremble.

"Don't talk." Han Mo simply closed his eyes, scolding himself for being despicable, when did he become so lustful, is this still himself?

"It seems that strength brings not only one's own cultivation, but also makes people lose their original simple nature." Han Mo thought to himself, no wonder he has always wondered why those powerful people have three wives and four concubines.

"Han Mo, what's wrong with you?" Yin Moli looked at Han Mo and asked suspiciously, thinking that Han Mo had also suffered some injuries just now, and she was about to get up as she spoke.

Han Mo's hand was pinching the cloth on Yin Moli's body. When Yin Moli moved, the two towering balls just touched Han Mo's hand, and the soft and tender touch made Han Mo's whole body tremble again.

Yin Moli was also a little surprised, but she didn't back away, letting Han Mo's hand rest on her chest. Seeing that Han Mo was about to twitch her hand, Yin Moli grabbed Han Mo's wrist and pressed Han Mo's hand tightly to her chest.

"Moli, you..." Han Mo looked at Yin Moli with a stern face, wondering why Yin Moli, who was always shy and shy, changed little by little. Could it be that she was pretending before?

"Han Mo..." Yin Moli stared blankly at Han Mo. Although her eyes were a little dodgy, she finally mustered up the courage to fix her eyes on Han Mo's.

"Let go, I don't like it if you are so casual." Han Mo's tone suddenly became a little indifferent, and he was about to withdraw his hand after speaking.

Seeing this, Yin Moli's eyes were filled with mist, and she felt abandoned in her heart. The moment she let go of Han Mo, a tear flowed down her cheek.

Seeing what Han Mo wanted to say, Yin Moli took the lead and said, "Han Mo, I'm sorry, I really like you so much, I can't control myself, just... just used a charm on you."

"Mesmery?" Hearing the name, which he had never heard of before, Han Mo's heart was shocked, and his face changed: "You made me so strong just now?"

Yin Moli had expected that Han Mo would be angry for a long time, tears poured out like a bank, nodded sadly, choked up and said: "It seems that you really don't like me, even the charm technique doesn't work for you, Han Mo, in fact, you Don't pretend to accept me, we can make it clear."

Han Mo took a few deep breaths, stood up abruptly, looked at Yin Moli and said angrily, "Yin Moli, what are you trying to do? What did you do to me?"

Yin Moli was taken aback, looked surprised at Han Mo, wiped away her tears casually, and sighed: "From the first time we met, from the time you thought I was dating Moli, you have never called me that."

Seeing that Yin Moli was still crying and complaining about her grievances, Han Mo was furious and said with a serious face, "I tell you, if something happens to me, I won't let you go just because you are a woman."