Flourishing age's Medical concubine

"Is childe Wei's martial arts high or childe Changfeng's martial arts high?" Qu Lianxing couldn't help but ask her forehead. Nangong Mo smiled and said, "well... There is a difference of about 20 stars between Changfeng and Junmo."

Qu Lianxing has no concept of martial arts, but Xingwei's martial arts are very powerful. She knows it. According to Liu Han, Xingwei was originally the most powerful killer in the twenty-eight nights of Zixiao hall. Twenty stars are in danger... Childe Changfeng's martial arts

"Miss Mo, do you overestimate this guy?" although he was fighting, Lin Changfeng still didn't ignore their dialogue and couldn't help shouting. Nangong Mo said with a smile, "well, what do you think of Childe Changfeng?" childe Changfeng just avoided a piece cut to his head by Wei Junmo, and was terrified, "this... Only eighteen or nine at most?"

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The gap between Lin Changfeng and Wei Junmo could not be seen at the beginning, but it gradually became obvious after three or five hundred moves. Childe Changfeng also knows himself very well. He knows that he can't beat Wei Junmo, so he runs away. If you keep fighting, you'll really be beaten. So, taking the opportunity of retreating to the edge of the courtyard wall, childe Changfeng turned and ran away directly. And they were sent to the most noisy place outside the hospital, where a large group of bodyguards were gathering to drink. Even if Wei Junmo wants to catch up with him, at least someone will block him a knife or something.

Young master Wei was obviously not interested. He stood on the wall of the courtyard, glanced at young master Changfeng who was running away, hummed and turned around and swept back to the pavilion. Qu Lianxing looked at them and smiled with a smile. He turned and left.

Looking at Mr. Wei's still cold look, Nangong Mo stretched out his hand to him and said with a smile, "Changfeng is kidding. What are you really doing with him?" he stretched out his hand and took her hand. Mr. Wei sat down beside her. Nangong Mo stretched out, leaned over and put his head on his legs. Looking at the bright moon in the sky, he couldn't help sighing, "this year is much more comfortable than last year." last Mid Autumn Festival, they attended the Palace Banquet in the palace. Compared with the noisy, prosperous and boring court banquet, she prefers the quiet and comfortable now. But... "Master and martial uncle must be swearing now."

It's so close to Youzhou, but I didn't go back to spend the festival with master and martial uncle. I don't scold people. But... It's the elder martial brother who is unlucky now. But next time we meet, elder martial brother will definitely talk about it.

Wei Junmo played with her hair and said faintly, "there is a string song with them."

Nangong Mo said with a smile: "yes, it's also a question whether to accompany Shifu or prince Yan's house when you go back. Let's leave it to elder martial brothers to worry." based on her understanding of his highness, his highness Yan will certainly not allow them to spend the festival with his mother's family. But master and martial uncle obviously don't want to deal with King Yan's house. It's also a dilemma to go back. It's better not to go back, "but... Next time senior brother asks me for trouble, you should help me block it."

Childe Wei raised his eyebrows. "He didn't dare."

Thinking of his senior brother, Nangong Mo couldn't help smiling. Well, young master Wei doesn't dare if he doesn't dare. Anyway... Senior brother probably won't trouble her.

There was still noise in the distance, but the garden was quiet. They sat and lay in the pavilion, enjoying the moon quietly, as if the noise of the world had left them.

Nangong Mo suddenly remembered one thing, sat up and said, "by the way, I remember I haven't given you a mid autumn festival gift."

Mid autumn festival gifts? Prince Wei raised his eyebrows and Nangong Mo said with a smile, "wait for me here."

Young master Wei hesitated and nodded slightly. There was a faint light in the purple eyes. Obviously, although childe Wei was calm on the surface, he was still looking forward to the so-called gift in his private heart.

Nangong Mo couldn't help smiling, lowered his head and kissed him in the middle of his eyebrows. Then he drifted away before he reached out and grabbed himself again.

Young master Wei sat alone in the pavilion drinking. The noise in the distance set off the quietness and tranquility of the whole garden. Hearing footsteps coming from a distance, Mr. Wei raised his eyebrows. Several concealed weapons flashed and the colored lights in the garden were extinguished. The original bright garden suddenly darkened. Only a faint silver light was left in the garden, flowers, rockeries, pavilions, and the handsome men in blue in the pavilions.

I saw a figure floating in the moonlight and gently landed on the rockery not far from the pavilion. Young master Wei looked up and saw Nangong Mo standing gracefully in red on the top of the fake mountain. The silver moonlight sprinkled on her, and the whole person seemed to be shrouded in a faint silver light, as if he was going to fly away at any time. Wei Junmo couldn't help standing up. In a corner of the hospital, a Pipa suddenly sounded. Nangong Mo danced with the music.

Nangong Mo's lightness skill is the best of the best. Even standing on the false mountain top, he still walks on the ground. The pipa sound has a trace of exotic style, which is fierce and publicized without losing joy and enthusiasm. The same is true of Nangong Mo's dance. Wei Junmo couldn't help but sound the dance of Nangong Mo in the Northern Yuan Dynasty not long ago. But this time, it was different from the rough and atmospheric dance of the herdsmen in the Northern Yuan Dynasty, with a warm and charming feeling. Nangong's black and red clothes are elegant, and her clothes are floating. Every move of raising hands and feet brings a temptation that people can't help but want to come forward to catch her, a tension that makes people's mind float. However, this kind of dance is not frivolous and Su Mei. The smile on her face is publicized and bright. It rotates and flies with the rhythm of the pipa. It is beautiful.

In the Northern Yuan Dynasty, Nangong ink was as graceful as peony. At this time, the woman dancing in the moonlight is like the brightest flame. Under the cold blood, she can easily light up the whole world. For a moment, it seemed that the whole world did not exist. In the eyes of young master Wei, there was only the bright, enchanting and moving figure in red on the rockery.

Purple eyes flashed a hot dark awn: flawless... Flawless

As if he heard the call in his heart, Nangong Mo looked back and looked down. Childe Wei had walked out of the pavilion and looked at him. I couldn't help but give him a bright smile.

The sound of Pipa was gradually rising, and Nangong Mo's dance became more and more intense.

Childe Wei had enough to hook his lips, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Flawless..."

With the dance of Nangong Mo, the loud music finally dropped gradually until it finally disappeared slowly.

"Jun mo." Nangong Mo finally stopped the dance, smiled at the man below, and then jumped away. The whole person swept into the air, and then fell when people thought she was going to fly away. Wei Junmo jumped up with her and firmly took her in his hand. Then they both fell to the ground.

"Flawless..."

Nangong Mo said with a smile, "how about it? Do you like it?"

Young master Wei looked at the woman in his arms to clean up juechen's face and nodded slightly, "very good, very good." Nangong Mo was dissatisfied, "the first time I danced, there were only five words?"