Loser Princess Defies Heaven

With a breath of cool air, Mo Qingge turns out five steps of coagulant powder from Chu Jie and spreads it carefully.

That ferocious wound, quickly formed a light scab, has not yet solidified, but burst in an instant, dripping blood continues to flow out.

It's useless. This coagulation powder is useless!

Mo Qingge curled up his finger bone tightly and tried all his Zhixue powder, spirit liquid and pills for treating trauma, but the effect was negligible.

Even the steel plate of Gu mianmo's right arm began to relax slowly, and the blood flowed out along the gap of the steel plate, which was dazzling!

His temperature is getting colder and colder.

"What to do, what to do now?"

Mo Qingge bit her lower lip, and her tears kept falling. It seemed that she was about to collapse.

Even if he is an immortal, it is impossible for him to be at peace when he is stabbed by an artifact!

If there is no high-level medicine, let alone the injury will be fatal, I'm afraid it won't be long before uncle Huang will lose too much blood.

For a moment, Mo Qingge was in a state of confusion, buzzing in his mind and at a loss.

She clenched her finger bone, constantly comforted herself, calmed herself, and tried to find a way first.

It's no use to be anxious. The most important thing for her now is to think about how to stop the bleeding first.

By the way, since coagulation powder is useless, she uses physical hemostasis method!

Although not necessarily useful, but now, there is really no better way.

So, Mo Qingge trembled his little hand and bandaged his wound again. He fixed the steel plate more tightly, and then bandaged several layers tightly.

This time, his wound is still bleeding, but the amount of bleeding, finally reduced a lot.

Mo Qingge was slightly relieved. His forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and his heart was almost beating out.

In the 25th Century, she saw countless bloody and blurred pictures, which were hundreds of times more tragic!

She is a doctor and drug ghost, for that kind of picture, she always does not blink an eye, there is no waves in her heart.

However, seeing that the man in front of her was covered with blood, and her face was so haggard that there was not a trace of blood, she was so flustered that she was about to die.

Emotion, as if a moment was pushed to the bottom.

If something happened to Uncle Huang, she could not imagine how she would accept it.

This kind of fright, she really can't bear the second time!

With a sigh of relief, Mo Qingge wants to get up, but he feels that the corner of his clothes has been gently pulled.

"Uncle Huang?"

As soon as Mo Qingge's clear eyes brightened, he looked back and saw Gu Mian's slender phalanx move slightly, powerlessly pulling the corner of her dress.

"Cold..."

Man's consciousness, at this time or chaos, thin lip light open, vaguely spit out such a word.

Mo Qingge can't take care of his hand full of blood. He hugs him, and his little head goes into his arms.

Bone cold, into the bottom of my heart, his temperature, as if to the freezing point, no trace of temperature.

She approached a little, just barely heard the light tone of Gu Mian Mo, with a little cold: "don't go..."

The nose is slightly sour, and Mo Qingge feels very uncomfortable. He opens his lips and says, "Uncle Huang, Ge'er is by your side. Open your eyes and have a look at Ge'er, OK?"

Because of too much blood loss, Gu Mian Mo's body is gradually cold. Mo Qingge holds him and wants to share his warm body temperature. They are intertwined like glue.

But even so, Mo Qingge can still feel that his gradually cold phalanx, gradually weak heart, weak almost stopped.

Mo Qingge's little head gently leaned on his shoulder and whispered:

"Uncle Huang, Ge'er hasn't taken a good look at the elegant demeanor of the world. He's in a mess all the way here. Wake up and take Ge'er to have a look? It's been three years. Don't you want to see a song? "

"Don't you want to ask how Ge'er came to the world and how he came to you?"

"You don't want to hear what Ge'er has experienced in the past three years. If she is abducted by others, you don't care?"

"Uncle Huang, you are a liar." Mo Qingge bit his lower lip, and his hazy eyes were red and swollen. "Before I left, you promised to take good care of yourself. Why did you cheat me? Why don't you listen to me? "

"As long as you wake up, I'll listen to you. I'll never act willfully or make you angry again, OK?"

Her tone, with a little choking, lonely and helpless.

Gu Mian's long and narrow eyelashes moved slightly, his eyes closed, but a tear fell from the corner of his eyes.

Mo Qingge always holds his body. Time passes quickly and slowly. I don't know how long it takes for her to vaguely feel that Gu Mian Mo's temperature has recovered a little.

Inside the cave, it seems that the moon is quiet and peaceful.

Gradually, she was also a little sleepy.

Just about to sleep in the past, an urgent voice came from my ear: "princess, Mo Liangjun is back!"

Mo Qingge wakes up in an instant and regains consciousness. Mo Liang comes in a hurry.

"Sorry." His first word was to apologize, "I've had some trouble. I've been delayed for a while. Are you ok?"

He went back to the original border and found that it had been exposed and destroyed, so he quickly searched around.

Fortunately, yunmo left a little signal nearby, so that he came by the way.

"Mo Liangjun, are you hurt?" Mo Qingge raised her eyes and saw that his arm was bleeding. She asked with concern.

I went out for a night, and even Mo Liang was injured. It can be imagined that I must have encountered some thorny trouble.

"It's OK, a little hurt." Mo Liang didn't care.

"Have you found the fairy grass yet?" Mo Qingge asked eagerly.

"Found it." Mo Liang raised his hand, spread out his bloody palm, and put two immortal grasses, purple star grass and Prajna leaf.

Purple quality, although not good, but at least is also seven level herbal medicine, not much worse.

"Thank you very much." After taking the fairy grass, Mo Qingge seemed to see the hope, "I'll start refining pills now. I need you to do me a favor..."

"What's up, you say?"

"Uncle Huang, he lost too much blood. Now he's cold." Mo Qingge blurted out, "so, I have to trouble Mo Liangjun to warm uncle Huang with his body temperature, otherwise, his blood will soon solidify!"

"I..." Mo Liang suddenly said, "I'm a big man!"

He's a straight man!

Think of oneself want to be close to skin with a man, affectionately embrace together, Mo Liang cannot help but want to vomit.

This picture is really eye-catching.

Kill him!

"Mo Qingge was speechless." aren't you a fox? "

Are they so particular about foxes?

Mo Liang

Fox does not want face?