With One Month Left To Live, I Raised The Young Empress To Be A Sickly Girl

Hearing the sudden scream, Chen Mo didn't care so much and rushed out directly. When he came to the yard, he saw the two girls Liu Wuxin and Su Yumo who were retreating cautiously.

Zhang Long held a mahogany sword in his hand and was extremely vigilant. He suddenly shouted towards the roof, "Come out or die."

A black shadow jumped up from the roof tiles. He was dressed in black clothes and had a black cloth covering his head and face, covering his face. The long knife in his hand shone with a cold light, as if he was seeking revenge.

"Eight Grade Martial Artist"

Zhang Long noticed the opponent's realm at a glance and was shocked. If it were him, he could just run away, but there were Chen Mo and others in the yard. If he escaped, they would be in danger.

Although Chen Mo was not a Martial Artist, he could still detect Zhang Long's strangeness, his face changed slightly, and he shouted to the man in black in the night sky: "Where are you from, my friend, and what are you doing here?"

The man in black held the long knife tightly and did not answer.

"Killing someone? I don't know what offended me, Chen Mo, or someone paid to kill someone."

Still silent, but the hand holding the long knife trembled slightly.

"If brothers are short of money, just tell me. Although I, Chen Mo, am not rich, I can still help brothers. Don't risk your life for that little money. Although this is not the imperial capital, I am the young minister of Dali Temple. Third son of Chen Dewang, kill me, brother, you will suffer, and your family will be implicated..."

Chen Mo looked calm and calm on the surface, but in fact he had a group of panicked people that even Zhang Long couldn't handle, so no one in their entire courtyard could handle them.

Whether you can save your life depends on whether your mouth escape can remove the opponent's psychological defense.

Chen Mo admitted that he was gambling, but the facts proved that he was right.

The man in black trembled slightly, and threw the long knife in his hand fiercely. It fell to the ground with a clang, and then he jumped down and knelt down in front of Chen Mo.

"Third Young Master, you saved my sister last night, and today you gave me another hundred taels of silver to tide me over. Just now, I wanted to kill you, but you still wanted to help me...I, I, Zhao Hu, am not a human being."

The man in black took off the black cloth covering his face and said with shame.

Zhao Hu?

Chen Mo was stunned, and when he got closer, he saw that it was indeed Zhao Hu. However, he was a little confused. He was not fond of Zhao Hu, so how could this guy want to kill him, and who wanted to kill him.

Chen Mo didn't hide it, he directly asked the doubts in his heart.

Zhao Hu raised his head, hesitated for a moment, and finally told the truth.

"It's actually the second young master, the third young master, he is your second brother, he is so cruel, he doesn't even think about being gentle, he wants to put you to death."

Zhang Long's face was gloomy, and he held the mahogany sword tightly, with a bit of murderous intent on his face, "I think it's better for me to kill him to avoid future troubles."

Liu Wuxin was rescued by Chen Mo, and they had not known each other for a long time, but she could feel the warmth from him that she had never felt before. When she heard that someone was going to kill the latter, her face changed slightly, and in her eyes of different colors, something appeared A chill like never before.

"Nonsense"

Chen Mo gave a cold shout and said: "Chen Guang is the second young master of the Chen family. Not to mention anything else, there are many guards in the Chen family alone. You are definitely not someone you can kill at will. Besides, killing him now will not be good for us." There is no benefit at all, so why not keep it, it will also allow me to earn more money..."

It's not that Chen Mo doesn't want to kill Chen Guang, but it's not necessary. After a month, everyone will die together anyway.

Chen Mo stared at Zhao Hu on the ground. After hearing him tell his story, he had a new understanding of this guy: his gambling father, his seriously ill mother, his young sister, and the broken him...

This couldn't help but remind Chen Mo of something. Love starts with the clock and ends with the clock... No, it was Zhao Hu's experience, and this name made Chen Mo feel more and more familiar.

Zhao Hu

Demon Sword Zhao Hu

The Demon Sword Zhao Hu was an evil being who dominated Kyushu three hundred years later. His sword skills were only inferior to those of the Kyushu Sword Emperor. Because of his violent temper and his ability to kill people, he was called the Demon Sword by the world.

I heard that Zhao Hu was a small catcher in the Tianlong Dynasty in his early years, but was dismissed and imprisoned for leaving his post without authorization. During this period, his gambling father sold his young sister into a brothel despite the dissuasion of his seriously ill mother. , when he was released from prison, his mother died of illness, and his sister jumped into the river and committed suicide because of the humiliation.

Even so, his father did not change his ways. Instead, he scolded him as a waste and asked him to go out to earn gambling money for himself. In anger, Zhao Hu killed his father with a knife and left the Opening Heaven Dragon Dynasty...

Chen Mo took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said: "Zhao Hu, I will help you solve your family's difficulties. I have given you all the money your mother needs to treat her illness. Also, your sister is not young, right?" , If she wants to practice literature or martial arts, I will pay for it..."

Uncle Fu just followed Chen Mo out and heard about Zhao Hu. After lamenting, he said: "Old man, I know a little bit about medical skills. If you don't mind, you can bring me over. The old man is willing to diagnose and treat her."

"Third Young Master, you are so kind and kind that I can never repay you..."

Chen Mo complained directly, and Zhao Hu, who was kneeling on the ground, burst into tears of gratitude. After kowtowing hard, he said: "From now on, Zhao Hu's life belongs to the third young master. If you want to take it, Zhao Hu will never complain."

"What do I want with your life?"

Chen Mo chuckled lightly, and his face suddenly became serious, "But, about your father...".

"I won't bother you, Third Young Master. I, I have made my own decision."

Zhao Hu's eyes suddenly turned cold. After experiencing so much, he was completely disappointed with his gambling father. For the sake of his mother and sister, he must not be dragged down by his father anymore.

Zhao Hu stood up and was about to say goodbye to Chen Mo and go to pick up his sister and mother. Suddenly his expression changed and he immediately picked up the long knife on the ground.

Zhang Long took half a step back to protect Chen Mo, and also held the peach wood sword tightly.

A short knife cut through the air, making bursts of sound like a poisonous snake, pointing directly at Chen Mo's face.

Zhao Hu raised his sword and swung it violently to block the short sword, but his figure was knocked back ten steps before he stabilized.

"Third Young Master, it seems that I am not the only one who wants to kill you tonight."

Zhao Hu's face was solemn. From this brief confrontation, he could see that the opponent's strength was definitely not inferior to his.

Chen Mo's face was gloomy. Could it be that he was another master called by Chen Guang?

Before Chen Mo could react, a man in black suddenly appeared in the yard. He was dressed like Zhao Hu, but his aura was much stronger.

“Seventh Grade Martial Artist”

Zhao Hu exclaimed, and Zhang Long stood directly in front of Chen Mo.

"Eight Grade...is not Chen Guang's person"

Although Chen Guang is the second young master of the Chen family, he may not have many resources. He can mobilize the Ninth Grade Martial Artist from all over the Chen family, but it is impossible for the Eighth Grade Martial Artist. Otherwise, he would not go out to ask Zhao Hu for help. .

Seventh Grade, masters of this level are already rare in the Chen family. They are all under the control of Chen Dewang, and Chen Guang can't move them at all.

The Seventh Grade in front of me are people from other forces...