The Evil King Loves Lightly: Xiao Chong Doctor Concubine

Chapter 1100 I'm Not Afraid Of Her Escape, I'm Afraid Of Her Not Escape

Chapter 1101 1101 I'm Not Afraid She'll Escape, I'm Afraid She Will Not Escape

Qiqi was also agitated by Ding Jing's greedy eyes when she looked at Wuming.

These Mengzu women are more lustful than the other, she really hates to worry, according to Chu Xuanchi and Mu Chu's two unique faces, how many women will be fascinated by them, vowing to tear them to pieces?
If it falls into the hands of these people, wouldn't there be no scum left!

Damn, if a man dares to touch her, she will tear off their flesh piece by piece with her own hands!

There was a burst of breathlessness in my heart, and the breath that had finally calmed down in my chest suddenly became a little more chaotic.

Wu Yasiqing's palm immediately patted her shoulder lightly, warning her not to get angry with her eyes, she stared at Ding Jing, and said calmly: "We are here to find our companions, and please Elder Mo You come out for a while." Ju, let my two nephews come out to meet me by the way."

Mo You...Although I heard the woman in black say this when I was in the motorcade just now, Qi Qi couldn't help but feel a shock when she thought that Mo You might really be here.

Elder Mo of the Wind Clan, her father's senior sister Mo You, Meng Shiyue's nemesis, and the only one who can guide them to the old man Can Jian!

Wu Yasiqing's palm was still on her shoulder, feeling her shaking, she pressed lightly on her shoulder, Qiqi's excitement was immediately suppressed by herself.

The tip of Wuming's sword was still pointing at the front door of the ingot, as long as Qi Qi opened his mouth, he would strike at any time.

Ding Jing never expected that the person who arrived would say the name of Elder Mo in one mouthful. After being shocked, his heart suddenly felt a little uneasy.

However, she quickly suppressed this uneasiness, and regained her calm face: "I don't know what you are talking about, there are no elders here, let alone your nephew, who dared to break into my cottage. Today, I I will never let you go!"

"Since the words are not speculative, then don't blame me for being rude." Wu Yasiqing's face darkened, just like Qiqi, she didn't want to talk nonsense with them at all.

Like a long arm, a strong palm immediately struck out: "Moyou, if you come out here to meet me, if you don't come out again, don't blame me for washing your mountain with blood."

Ding Jing had already taken two steps back hastily when she made a move, and with a wrong figure, she handed Wu Yasiqing to her subordinates, and she went straight to her target... that was so handsome that she really wanted to swallow it in one gulp. Into the belly of the person.

With a twist of Wuming's wrist, he raised his sword to block Qiqi, while facing the enemy, he protected Qiqi under the light of his own sword.

Qi Qi has not moved, but is only sensing the breath around her.

To be able to come out of the same school as Meng Shiyue, the martial arts must be strong enough, but there doesn't seem to be any aura of a super master in this cottage, if she is not so strong that she can't even feel the breath at all, then That is, they have already left.

What made her even more uneasy was that she couldn't sense the existence of Chu Xuanchi and Mu Chu here. Although she didn't believe in the so-called sixth sense, she always had a little bit of a connection with them.

People really don't seem to be here.

Seeing Wuming's long sword being lifted, the tip of the sword went straight to Daojing's throat, she said anxiously: "Leave her alive."

With a twist of Wuming's wrist, the tip of the sword narrowly slid across Dao Jing's cheek, and then he had one, and two disciples were immediately injured by his sword.

Ding Jing never expected that this beautiful man's swordsmanship would be so powerful, and he was no match for him at all. At this time, let alone keep him by his side to serve him, just being able to escape from his hands is good.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the woman standing behind Wuming. If the woman hadn't just said that she would save her life, the man's long sword would have passed her throat.

This woman obviously has a high status to this man.

While her disciple was entangled with Wuming, she suddenly swayed and slapped Qi Qi behind Wuming with a single palm.

She originally wanted to use Soul Conjuration to deal with the man in black, but this handsome man in black was too tough, and he was a good person, without any flaws.

Unable to deal with him, he can only find someone he cares about.

Qi Qi remained motionless, still standing there, just looking up at her indifferently.

But Wuming was so frightened by her palm that his heart tightened, he swiped away the two entangled two people with his sword, raised his left palm, and slapped her with one palm.

Ding Jing immediately greeted him with raised palms.

Just when the palms of the two sides touched together, Qi Qi's eyes flashed, and she suddenly took two steps back, and let out a muffled cry, as if swept by the palm wind.

Wuming was anxious in his heart, and quickly retracted his palms and retreated to her side, holding her precarious body in his arms: "How is it? Is there any injury?"

But Qi Qi didn't speak, in sight, after receiving Wu Ming's palm, Ding Jing had already stepped back quickly along with his palm force, then turned around, and quickly walked towards the hall of the cottage.

She wanted to escape, Qiqi had already seen it, otherwise she wouldn't deliberately distract Wuming and give her a chance to escape.

When Wuming turned her head, she also saw Ding Jing fleeing into the hall, and looking at Qi Qi again, she looked indifferent, as if she had already expected that his thin lips moved slightly, and he was about to speak.

Qiqi said, "Aunt Qing, I leave this place to you."

Putting her hand on Wuming's shoulder, she said, "Chase."

Wu Yasiqing swung the two disciples back with a palm, opening the way for them.

Wuming immediately put his arms around Qiqi and chased after him.

It turned out that she had such intentions!

He had experienced Qiqi's tracking technique two years ago, she probably already knew that Mu Chu and Chu Xuanchi were not in this cottage, now, she is not afraid of being escaped by that person just now, but she is afraid that she will not dare to escape back.

But if she doesn't go back and stay here, she will definitely die.

How could a lustful person not cherish his own life?

Go out through the hall, and the backyard is directly connected to the mountains behind. Looking up, you can still see the escaped figure of the ingot.

Before Qiqi could open her mouth, Wuming put her arms around her, and in a blink of an eye, she had already fled the backyard and quickly chased her.

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In the secret room, there was a sudden scream, and the two female disciples guarding outside looked at each other, their hearts tightened, and they rushed in immediately.

The doctor who was treating the sleepy silver-haired man on the stone bed fell to the ground with a blood hole in his head, the blood kept overflowing, and his whole body was convulsing. It was obvious that he had been attacked and was seriously injured.

As for the silver-haired man on the stone bed, he was lying on the ground with his eyes closed and unconscious.

The two were startled, and one of them immediately ran to the practice room not far away, and reported the matter to Mo You who was practicing.

Mo You had to practice in seclusion every day. Hearing the reports from the disciples outside the door, and thinking of the silver-haired man's all-powerful face, the tricks that filled her mind suddenly became boring and could no longer attract her interest.

After hesitating for a moment, she immediately rolled over from the cold jade bed, strode over, opened the stone door, and returned to the stone room where Chu Xuanchi was settled, accompanied by female disciples.

Chu Xuanchi was still lying on the ground motionless, the doctor had already sat up with the support of another female disciple, even if it was a doctor, he could not heal himself, even the medicine was given to him by that female disciple.

Seeing his arms drooping by his side, Mo You's expression darkened, and he said displeasedly, "What's going on?"

With a wave of their hands, the two female disciples following behind immediately stepped over, carefully helped Chu Xuanchi up on the ground, and helped him back to the stone bed.

The doctor met Mo You's gaze, obviously he didn't have much strength, but he still struggled to stand up, and leaned towards her as a salute to her, but his arms were still hanging limply by his sides, completely unaffected. Little movement.

Mo You noticed the abnormality of his arms and stared at his arms with even more displeasure in his eyes: "What's going on?"

The doctor shook his lips, and told her in a state of shock: "Back... back to the master, just now when the old man was feeling the pulse of this young master, for some reason he suddenly slapped him, maybe he thought that the old man wanted to hurt him, he He actually broke the old man's arms until they were dislocated, and... even made the old man knock his head on the ground."

"You said he woke up?" Mo You was overjoyed, looked at Chu Xuanchi who had just been helped back to the bed, and glanced at the two female disciples beside the bed.

The two knew each other, and one of them immediately bent over to check Chu Xuanchi's pulse, but didn't expect that her fingertips hadn't touched his neck, so he suddenly let out a low cry, and stepped back a few steps.

Even the other female disciple at the side took two quick steps back, turned her head to look at Mo You, and before Mo You could ask, the female disciple said, "Master, he seems...he doesn't seem to like being touched by others, As long as someone approaches, they will consciously use their kung fu to resist."

Mo You walked over and glanced at the two of them. They immediately lowered their heads and slowly backed away, not daring to take a breath.

Mo You stared at Chu Xuanchi's increasingly pale face, and couldn't help but raise her hand to feel for the blood in his neck.

But when her fingertips just touched Chu Xuanchi's skin, suddenly, a burst of powerful aura overflowed from the depths of his body, and it dissipated quickly as if he was flattened.

Even though Mo You's internal strength was high, his fingertips were still unconsciously bounced a distance by his protective qi, but because he was seriously injured now, this zhenqi obviously couldn't stop her from approaching.

But she found out that as soon as she got close, he would try his best to draw up his true energy. She wasn't afraid that his protective energy would hurt her, but she was afraid that if he kept doing it for a long time, he would exhaust her last breath of strength , When the time comes, the injury will add to the injury, and it will be even more difficult to save him.

Mo You hesitated for a moment, then took her hand back, not wanting to continue to embarrass him at this time, so as not to kill him in the end, and get nothing by fetching water from a bamboo basket.

Looking at the doctor, she had a very ugly face: "Then you look like this, can you still heal him?"

"Back... back to the master, the old man's arms still have... it will take a few days..."

"Trash!" Mo You waved her long arm, unwilling to look at him any more.

The doctor screamed, and she threw him against the wall, fell heavily, and then spat out blood, rolled his eyes, and passed out completely.

(End of this chapter)