Rebirth of the special forces: the only favorite concubine in cold love

Chapter 244 Lost in martial arts
"Pfft—" Before Mo Tingye could hold back his breath, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and the plain gauze bed curtain was stained a bloody red. The mottled blood was shocking, and then his body straightened up. Fall backward.

Si Xingchen had just finished covering the box, when he turned his head and saw Mo Tingye fell down with his head up, his expression changed drastically, and he quickly stretched out his hand to feel his pulse.

After a long while, he breathed a sigh of relief just now. Fortunately, fortunately, Mo Tingye has the body protection of the Dragon Control Art, otherwise he will definitely lose his heart and veins. This Golden Silk Butterfly Gu is really not to be underestimated!
It's just a pity that there is nothing left of his skill...

Sighing softly, Si Xingchen helped him to lie down on the bed, tidied up briefly and then pushed the door out. Although the two of them were safe, they still needed medicine to recuperate their bodies. It is extremely exhausting to live by gnawing at the heart, especially now that Mo Tingye has no internal energy to protect his body, so he must pay more attention to it.

I didn't want to be stopped by Feng Zhiyao and Shangguan Ziqian as soon as I went out. Si Xingchen would not talk to them properly, and would even sneer at them. But now, thinking of Mo Tingye's willingness to save Lou Mo Life for life, but the sarcasm that reached his lips was swallowed back.

"People are not dead, the two of you don't have to fight like this." Si Xingchen said in a bad tone, people are selfish, just as he cares about Lou Mo's life, they also care about Mo Tingye's life, this is human It's not that he can't understand the common sense, it's just that he feels a little awkward.

After hearing this, the eyes of the two quickly lit up with hope, and Feng Zhiyao was so excited that he could hardly speak: "You mean...you mean Ting Ye is fine?"

"To be precise, his life is safe, it's just that he lost all his martial arts." Si Xingchen said flatly.

"What? Lost martial arts? Ting Ye, how could he..." The joy in Feng Zhiyao's eyes was exhausted immediately, leaving only deep and heavy pain. Ting Ye is the god of war in Dongyu. For God of War, it is self-evident what loss of martial arts means. How will he deal with himself in the future?

Shangguan Ziqian obviously thought of the same point, and he was in a complicated mood for a while. After a long silence, he patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Zhiyao, Ting Ye is still alive, this is already the best result, isn't it?" ?”

Feng Zhiyao smiled wryly, and murmured: "Yes, people are still alive. As long as people are still alive, everything has hope. Ting Ye can grow from an inexperienced brat to Dong Yuming. All the war gods in the world will definitely be able to learn martial arts again, he will definitely be able to..."

"He will, because he is Mo Tingye, as long as he is willing, there is nothing he can't do in this world!" Shangguan Ziqian said firmly, looking in the direction of the room.

It was clear that he was full of confidence in that person, but a heavy breath called worry gradually permeated among the three of them. Si Xingchen frowned and said lightly: "I will help him take care of his body. Perseverance shouldn't be much of a problem."

Even so, as martial arts practitioners, they all know each other well. For a person who has lost all his martial arts, it is not easy to re-practice martial arts!
Re-practicing martial arts means starting from scratch. Not to mention the huge psychological gap he suffered after losing his martial arts. In terms of his current physique, he is not even as good as an ordinary person without martial arts. One can imagine how much hard work it took.

However, until now, there is no better way than this. I just hope that he can recover as soon as possible, otherwise what will happen to the war on the border!

"Can we go in and see him?" Shangguan Ziqian said suddenly, Feng Zhiyao also turned to look at him, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

Si Xingchen frowned into a word of Chuan. Judging from the current situation, what the two of them needed most was to rest in peace, but thinking that Feng Zhiyao is also a doctor, he should know how to measure, so he reluctantly nodded and said: "I'll go now Prepare medicine for the two of them, and come out as soon as possible before I come back."

"Don't worry, I won't disturb them for too long." Feng Zhiyao naturally understood what he meant.

"Wait, you should move Mo Tingye to the next room! It will be three days before they wake up at the earliest." Si Xingchen suddenly stopped them and instructed.

Feng Zhiyao nodded knowingly, Lou Mo is a woman after all, it is really inconvenient for the two of them to live together, and it is convenient to take care of them separately, right?

……

Three days later in the morning, the sun shone through the window, casting faint beams of light.

The woman on the bed finally woke up leisurely, opened her heavy eyelids, the sunlight in the room was a bit dazzling, Lou Mo frowned slightly, raised her hand to slightly block the light, and looked at everything in the room, here, it seems to be Long Prince Xuan's Mansion in Ye City?
"Squeak!" With a sound, the people in the room were pushed away, and a familiar blue figure walked in, holding a medicine bowl in his hand, and the strong smell of medicine rushed to his face.

"Si Xingchen?" As soon as Lou Mo opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was very hoarse.

The figure was stunned for a moment, then walked to the bed in two steps and put down the medicine bowl, his tone was ecstatic: "Lou Mo, you finally woke up! Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Lou Mo opened his mouth, pointed to his throat and the teapot on the table beside him, and Si Xingchen immediately poured her a glass of water.

After drinking two glasses of water in a row, Lou Mo finally felt that his throat no longer hurt like it was on fire just now. He handed him the teacup and said, "I'm fine, why are you here?"

"You fell into the gold silk butterfly Gu of the Nanjing Wu Clan. It was Feng Zhiyao who took your tourmaline beads to find me." Si Xingchen was a little tangled, and Mo Tingye repeatedly urged him to keep it secret Lou Mo, but how can this matter be hidden!

With the golden silk butterfly Gu, Lou Mo's heart skipped a beat, Xi Tong, it must be him!Even though she didn't know much about Gu poison, she also knew that there was no solution to Gold Silk Butterfly Gu, but why was she still lying here?Unless... Thinking of the figure I vaguely saw before I fell into a coma, a guess suddenly formed in my heart——

"Where's Mo Tingye?" Lou Mo asked in a deep voice, with a hint of panic in her voice that she didn't even notice.

Si Xingchen secretly had a headache, he couldn't hide it, okay?He racked his brains thinking about how to go back down, but he didn't know that his silence had become a kind of default in Lou Mo's eyes.

"I ask you, where is he?" Lou Mo said again.

"Where is he? How do I know where he is? Mo Tingye and I don't know each other well." Si Xingchen said calmly, but kept looking around, not daring to look directly at Lou Mo

(End of this chapter)