The young princess PK charming prince

However, no matter how the ink string moon called, the miracle did not appear in the end.

She was lying on Nangong Hao's chest. The once warm feeling was now replaced by cold.

Now, although Nangong Hao can't die, he has been sleeping

Every time she thought of this, her heart would feel a burst of colic.

She climbed onto Nangong Hao's face and kissed his lips.

But her kiss didn't wake Nangong Hao up, but she heard a cough behind her.

"Sister Bing? No, this cough is a man's." Mo Xianyue guessed as soon as she heard the voice.

man Mo Xianyue was surprised.

"I was really careless. I didn't find anyone close to me."

"Is it mo Wu?"

She didn't raise her head and secretly guessed the identity of the comer. Her palm secretly stored strength to prevent the man from making a move.

"I didn't expect you to want to be like this. What's a good kiss for an ice cube." the voice came from her head again.

Why is the sound so familiar?

She quickly turned her head and shouted, "Mo Shou?"

Mo Shou's face was wearing a arrogant smile, and he was still dressed in red

Mo Shou covered his left waist with one hand and said, "I'm so surprised. Did I break your good play and don't welcome me?"

Mo Xianyue had a fever on her face. She quickly got up from Nangong Hao and said, "in fact, it's not what you think."

Mo Shou smiled at her and said, "I know."

Then he sat down slowly beside the fire.

Mo Xianyue saw that his actions were unnatural. Looking at his left waist, he saw some dry blood sticking to his left hand.

She said in surprise, "are you hurt?"

She hurried over and looked at Mo Shou's injury.

Mosuo is now the same passer-by as her. It's normal for her to check the injury for him.

Mo Shou said boldly, "it's just some minor injuries. It's no big deal."

Mo Xianyue frowned and said, "is it the hand under Mo Wu?"

Seeing Mo Shou's silence, she had guessed.

"Show me!" said Mo Xianyue.

Mo Shou couldn't resist her, so he had to follow her.

As soon as Mo Shou's hand was released, a bloody sword wound was exposed.

This sword wound almost occupied the whole left waist of Mo Shou, which was hideous.

As soon as Mo Xianyue saw it, she was frightened and said, "you've been hurt so deeply. You wrap it up and come to me."

Mo Shou frowned and didn't speak. Looking at him, Mo Xianyue knew it must be very painful.

"Now, where can I find medicine to bandage you in a moment?" said Mo Xianyue.

Mo Shou hesitated after hearing her words, then took out a small white porcelain vase from his arms and handed it to Mo Xianyue.

"This is..."

Mo Xianyue looked at the small red paper pasted on the small porcelain vase and saw that it was written on it.

Secret medicine!

"Regenerative cream?" said Mo Xianyue.

Mo Shou nodded.

Regenerant ointment is a secret medicine of Mohism. It is usually used for injuries caused by swords. The effect is very good. However, this secret medicine has one disadvantage, that is, the regenerant ointment has a strong drug effect. When it is rubbed on the wound, it looks like being burned by fire. Even an iron man can't help the pain.

In fact, there is also a kind of medicine powder equipped with regenerative ointment, but that kind of medicine powder Mo Shou accidentally falls down in the process of fighting, and it is impossible to pick it up when it hits.

"Are you sure you really want to wipe regeneration cream?" Mo Xianyue asked again.

She also experienced the pain of using regenerative cream without powder, so she should ask clearly.

Mo Shou nodded arrogantly and said, "if you want to wipe, hurry up."

Mo Xianyue was speechless

She helped him wipe the ointment, but he felt very reluctant. If it weren't for Mo Shou's injury because he helped her, she wouldn't help him wipe it.

"Drag what drag, wait a minute, it hurts you." Mo Xianyue cursed in her heart.

Mo Xianyue opened the small porcelain vase, and a pungent smell came to her nose. She quickly covered her nose and frowned.

After a while, after the pungent taste was not so strong, she closed her breath, gently poured out a little, stained her fingers and put it into Mo Shou's wound.

"Ah..."

Mo Shou only felt a numbness in the left waist, and then a sharp pain came from the wound. He couldn't help shouting. Fortunately, he had a strong deterrent and clenched his teeth, otherwise he would cry out.

Mo Xianyue's cold face poured out the ointment again and again and applied it to the wound again and again.

If she stopped now, Mo Shou's pain would be more severe later.

After a few breaths, Mo Shou felt as if he had spent hundreds of years. The feeling of pain exploded in his head.

"Hoo..."

Mo Xianyue dried the small porcelain vase and said, "it has been wiped."

At this time, she found that Mo Shou's face was as gray as a dead man, and his face was full of sweat.

"Ah..."

After Mo Xianyue stood up, Mo Shou's body finally relaxed and almost fell to the ground.

Mo Xianyue quickly held him again.

She asked with concern, "all right."

Mo Shou heard the speech, but waved his hand and didn't speak.

It's not that he doesn't speak, but that he can't speak.

"Still painful?" Mo Xianyue took out a handkerchief and handed it to him while talking.

Mo Shou looked at the white lotus silk handkerchief handed over by Mo Xianyue, hesitated, and finally slowly took over the handkerchief.

Mo Shou's expression, Mo Xianyue saw it in his eyes.

She sighed in her heart: it seems that moshuo still has some resentment against me, and is not very adapted to other people's concern.

But she has no way to change him

These things must be recognized by moshuo himself and cannot rely on external forces.

After Mo Shou reluctantly wiped the sweat off his face, he was about to hand the handkerchief to Mo Xianyue. He showed a little hesitation. Finally, he put the handkerchief in his arms. He planned to wash it before returning it to Mo Xianyue.

Mo Xianyue didn't take it to heart. Since Mo Shou likes it, what about giving it to him.

Then, she tore two strips of cloth from Mo Shou's clothes and wrapped them up for Mo Shou. They sat quietly beside the fire in a daze.

Seeing that Mo Shou was silent, Mo Xianyue had to ask, "how long did you find me?"

Mo Shou replied, "about three hours."

"So long?" asked Mo Xianyue in surprise, "it's only four hours from noon to now. Did you follow me as soon as I left?"

Mo Shou thought for a moment and said, "almost. I chased you soon after you left."

Mo Xianyue was even more surprised. "You were hurt by such a heavy sword in such a short time. Has Mo Wu's martial arts been stronger than you?"

Moreover, Mo Wu has always been the most powerful palm technique, but his sword technique is mediocre.

The swordsmanship mentioned here is mediocre, which is in the case of Mohist castle, but in the outside world, even if Mo Wu doesn't use other unique skills, only swordsmanship has become one of the best experts in the world.

In her impression, although Mo Wu ranked first in Mojia castle, his martial arts was not as high as that of Mo Shou, who ranked third. Why was mo Shou so seriously injured in such a short time.

Mo Shou said with a sneer: "although I was hurt by this sword, he also paid the price."

Mo Xianyue felt a little frightened and asked, "what price?"

Mo Shou grinned at her and said, "the price of life."

Boom

A burst of thunder exploded again in Mo Xianyue's mind.

Mo Wu is dead?

She was unbelievable. Although Mo Wu's martial arts were not as good as Mo Shou, there should be no problem in escaping. How could she be killed by Mo Shou in such a short time.

Mo Xianyue shook her head and said, "impossible!"

Mo Shou said with a smile: "it's a fact. My sword... Penetrated his chest. When I saw him fall, my eyes were full of despair and discontent, but what's the use? I killed him in the end, wahahaha..."

Mo Xianyue was still shaking her head. Her mouth was like somniloquy. She had been muttering in a low voice: "impossible, I don't believe it."

Seeing that she still didn't believe in herself, Mo Shou looked a little angry. He said, "even if you don't believe it, I don't have to let you believe it."

At this time, Mo Xianyue asked suspiciously, "did you really kill him?"

Mo Shou frowned and said contemptuously, "my sword pierced his chest. Do you say you're dead?"

Still this answer, Mo Xianyue had believed it, and she sat powerlessly on the ground.

Mo Shou asked, "do you think I shouldn't kill him?"

Mo Xianyue looked up, looked at him, and said, "anyway, he is also the man's son and the successor of his later Mohist forces. If you kill him, the man will be angry. At that time, the consequences can be imagined."

Mo Shou said Yin Yin: "but if I don't kill him, I will be killed by him. Do you think I should be killed by him?"

He was very upset. He didn't understand who he was doing this thankless thing for!

Mo Xianyue also knew that what she had just said hurt Mo Shou's heart and sincerely apologized, "I'm sorry! I just couldn't turn my mind for a moment, because Mo Wu's death was too shocking for me."

Mo Shou looked away and said disdainfully, "don't apologize, I can't stand it."

Mo Xianyue said, "it doesn't matter whether you accept it or not, as long as you know I've apologized to you."

"What?"

Mo Shou looked at her in disbelief and even apologized. Compared with her, Mo Xianyue was really better than her.

"What are you talking about?"

Mo Xianyue didn't answer his words and simply opened the topic, "well, don't talk about this topic again. Tell me why you're hurt."

Mo Shou looked at her contemptuously and said, "I was injured by this sword injury. It was a complete accident."

"Just blow."

Mo Xianyue despised him and said, "just blow. It's a complete accident. Tell me the reason quickly. I'm curious when Mo Wu's martial arts became so strong. It's not his good palm technique that hurt you, but his sword technique..."

Mo Shou quietly recalled the scene at that time, and his face became more and more dignified.

Mo Xianyue was right. At the beginning, Mo Wu used palm techniques as his main attack, but he was not Mo Shou's opponent. He was overwhelmed by Mo Shou.

But after Mo Wu was kicked down by Mo Shou, when he stood up again, he was like a different person.

The weapon has changed from palm to sword, and the hand is much faster than before, and the moves are extremely fierce.