Godly Arrogant Son-in-law

Feeling the movement behind him, Zhou Yi didn't even return his head and waved directly behind him.

But the opponent's body method is extremely fast, Rao is Zhou Yi's speed, as if is slow the other party half minute.

After that stroke, he didn't hit the other half a hair.

Just when Zhou Yi was surprised, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. Mo Qingcheng was so scared that he exclaimed, "be careful, Zhou Yi!"

Before the voice fell, a spell in Zhou Yi's hand had already flown out.

However, Zhou Yi was afraid that the other side would still be the same as before, so Zhou Yi waved several spells in succession.

This time, Zhou Yi has almost exhausted ten percent of his skill, and the charm is stuck on the opponent's body in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Yi sneers, then takes Mo Qingcheng's waist and leans up.

"Come on, a few people are coming! Where are they hiding? " Zhou Yi reaches out his hand and points to the figure that is trapped by his own charm.

"Three..."

as soon as the other party opened his mouth, Zhou Yi found that there was a fast approaching energy not far behind them. He quickly protected Mo Qingcheng and wanted to dodge to one side.

But I didn't expect that the energy actually leaped over two people, ran directly to the person who was trapped by the charm, and pulled the charm off his body.

At the same time, Zhou Yi subconsciously attacked the person who made the move, but Zhou Yi's reaction made the man who was close at hand and had just been untied the charm suddenly clapped his hands at Mo Qingcheng.

Zhou Yi had no time to stop it.

He can only helplessly watch Mo Qingcheng suffer this palm, and then the palm of the person was killed by the sword in his sleeve.

"Qingcheng, how are you?" Zhou Yi holds on to some shaky Mo Qingcheng, and then opens his mouth anxiously.

"I-I'm fine!" Mo Qingcheng's face became a little pale.

But she didn't seem to have any problems except that she felt a little slow in breathing.

Zhou Yi's car is too busy to rush to other cities.

However, he just put Mo Qingcheng in the car, but found that her legs had changed, just like a piece of dead wood pile growing in the leg of Mo Qingcheng.

The smooth and delicate leg actually disappeared.

Zhou Yi stares, carefully takes off the shoes of Mo Qingcheng, and then the three silver needles fall into Mo Qingcheng's calf, and then puts his hand on the withered calf.

"Zhou Yi, what's wrong with my leg?" Mo Qingcheng looks at the change on his legs in horror, shaking his mouth.

Zhou Yi raised his head, rubbed his fluffy head with his other hand, and said with a smile: "don't worry, I'll be fine with me!"

Hearing Zhou Yi's words, the panic on Mo Qingcheng's face seemed to recede a little, but she felt that her breathing was getting slower and slower. Finally, her head tilted and she fainted directly.

Zhou Yi quickly reaches out his hand and tries for a moment under the breath of Mo Qingcheng. His nervous tension is finally relaxed.

But then his heart rose again.

Because he suddenly found out that Mo Qing's technique seems to have no way to solve it. With his current practice, he can only control, not cure.

And the control time is three days at most.

If you can't find a solution after three days, then Mo Qingcheng will surely die.

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Yi's killing intention flashed away.

After that, Zhou Yi took Mo Qingcheng back home. Even though he wanted to kill people in his heart, he had to find a way to rescue him within three days.

However, it is still difficult for him to find a way to match the door of the villa until dawn.

Open the gate and see Wang Chuan standing outside. Zhou Yi doesn't speak. He just lets him in.

Seeing Zhou Yi's different look, Wang Chuan couldn't help saying, "sir..."

"they started last night and Qingcheng was seriously injured!" Zhou Yi sits on the sofa, takes a look at Wang Chuan and signals him to sit down.

"How about Mo?" Wang Chuan did not move, because the news was very shocking to him. After all, Zhou Yi has been protecting Mo Qingcheng these days. Even if the other party started, he should not hurt him.

But Zhou Yi said she was seriously injured!

Zhou Yi shook his head, because he really did not find any way to treat her.

"Is your medical skill really powerless, sir?" Wang Chuan opened his mouth in surprise. If he remembered it correctly, Zhou Yi had a unique skill called three inch needle, which could kill people. Moreover, with Zhou Yi's cultivation, there should be nothing that can hinder him.

Zhou Yi sighed helplessly and said: "this time, the opponent is a foreign monk. Their moves are very strange, so I can't think of a way to save it for a while."

"Well, do you want to...""Thank you for your kindness. I can do it myself." Zhou Yi raised his hand and once again refused Wang Chuan's offer.

In fact, it's not Zhou Yi who wants to refuse, but Wang Chuan can't solve the problem of Mo Qingcheng even if he asks for help.

As soon as the voice fell, the phone of Mo Qingcheng rang as if it was not fatal.

Zhou Yi wanted to smash the phone with one hand, but he didn't expect that the phone rang for a while and entered the message state. He only heard the anxious voice of old Liu tou: "Mo Dong, where are you? Come back quickly. Those foreign companies have come again, and they have brought a large number of reporters..." Sound, the old man's head has not finished speaking, it is a crack to hang up.

Zhou Yi couldn't help frowning.

It's true that the house leaks every night. As soon as Mo Qingcheng was seriously injured, those people from m came to block the door with reporters. It seems that it's really a good card to calculate.

But the bad thing is that before Mo Qingcheng signed a contract with them, even if they want to deny it, it seems that they can't deny it.

After a long time, Zhou Yi said: "it seems that Wang Dong will be troubled again. Please help solve the company's affairs."

"Duty bound!" Wang Chuan stood up and spoke in a deep voice.

Zhou Yi also stood up and patted him on the shoulder. He wanted to say something, but in the end he just changed into two words: "thank you."

Wang Chuan's expression is slightly loose, smile: "Sir is always so polite, but it makes me feel a bit sad!"

Zhou Yi didn't speak, just nodded.

After seeing Wang Chuan off, Zhou Yi returns to his bedroom again.

Mo Qingcheng at this time that withered skin has spread to the knee above, but he has not found any way to save her.

After staring at Mo Qingcheng's lower leg for a long time, Zhou Yi suddenly has an idea. Since he doesn't know the focus of the technique, why not introduce some to himself, just like the Shennong tasting all kinds of grass, to have a personal experience?

Maybe at that time I will understand how to solve it.

Zhou Yi gave a big compliment to his idea, and then he sat cross legged beside Mo Qingcheng, intending to implement his idea