Where did the anxious Mo Zihan spend so much time listening to his whimpering lyrics? All she wanted was whether that person was dead or not!
Because she found that although the king's tent was close at hand, she was now too timid to enter.
"Qianze, you can't kill her! We still have her of great use. We can tie her to the military camp in Nanyang and blackmail Nangong Jin into getting the antidote. Doesn't Nangong Jin care about her very much? If we use her as bait, isn't that better than us?
Do you have a much better chance of breaking in on your own?"
Qianli's words made Qianze's eyes light up. With this woman, their Lord's life was saved.
Qianli's words also made Mo Zihan's eyes light up.
Too lazy to pay attention to these three idiots, he got off his horse and ran towards the king's tent.
Seeing that Mo Zihan was about to leave, the three Qian family brothers immediately pursued him, but were blocked by Leng Feng and Yi Wuchen until they saw Mo Zihan enter the king's tent with their own eyes.
As soon as he entered the king's tent, he heard painful moans coming continuously. The painful moans issued after being held back to the extreme made Mo Zihan's heart clench tightly.
She knew how strong Tuoli's will was. Even the hypnosis she was proud of had no effect on him.
But now, he is moaning like this. It can be seen that even if he is not dead, he is on the verge of collapse.
Along with the strong and smelly blood, Mo Zihan finally saw the person who wanted to kill each other when they were together, but missed him all the time after leaving.
When she saw the black scar on his back, which was as big as the mouth of a bowl, Mo Zihan's heart really ached.
"You damn quacks, are you killing people or saving people?"
Unable to suppress the pain and anger in her heart, Mo Zihan pushed away the three imperial doctors who were surrounding Tuoli and continued to use their knives to cut off the blackened flesh and blood of Tuoli, and carefully examined Tuoli's injuries.
"Have you not done enough harm to the Lord? How dare you come here? Before I take action, if you are wise, hurry up and go back to your Nanyang Dynasty!"
"Han...uh...Han'er? Han...Han'er..."
Tuoli, who had been unconscious from the pain but could not pass out, suddenly became excited after hearing Mo Zihan's voice.
I wanted to rub it up, but because it affected the wound, it was so painful that I couldn't even speak. I could only rely on my remaining consciousness to keep calling Mo Zihan's name.
"You stupid man! Can you be more stupid? You actually hurt yourself like this!"
Although Mo Zihan's mouth was still filled with unforgiving abuse and blame, his movements were extremely gentle, and his eyes could not hide the distress and pity.
He squatted down where he could see her, and held tightly his fist that had turned white from his own grip, with his nails embedded in his flesh and bleeding.
"Haner...really...really you?! I...I miss you so much..."
When the three brothers from the Qian family rushed in and prepared to capture Mo Zihan, what they heard and saw was this scene.
In their eyes, the omnipotent God is like a child who got candy in front of this woman. And the candy that makes him so happy and excited is that this woman can hold his hand at this moment...
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Contrary to his usual ferocious look and hidden knife in his smile, Mo Zihan smiled softly and said: "I miss you too. Because I miss you so much, I'm asking you if Tuoli is dead or not?"
Where did the anxious Mo Zihan spend so much time listening to his whimpering lyrics? All she wanted was whether that person was dead or not!
Because she found that although the king's tent was close at hand, she was now too timid to enter.
"Qianze, you can't kill her! We still have her of great use. We can tie her to the military camp in Nanyang and blackmail Nangong Jin into getting the antidote. Doesn't Nangong Jin care about her very much? If we use her as bait, isn't that better than us?
Do you have a much better chance of breaking in on your own?"
Qianli's words made Qianze's eyes light up. With this woman, their Lord's life was saved.
Qianli's words also made Mo Zihan's eyes light up.
Too lazy to pay attention to these three idiots, he got off his horse and ran towards the king's tent.
Seeing that Mo Zihan was about to leave, the three Qian family brothers immediately pursued him, but were blocked by Leng Feng and Yi Wuchen until they saw Mo Zihan enter the king's tent with their own eyes.
As soon as he entered the king's tent, he heard painful moans coming continuously. The painful moans issued after being held back to the extreme made Mo Zihan's heart clench tightly.
She knew how strong Tuoli's will was. Even the hypnosis she was proud of had no effect on him.
But now, he is moaning like this. It can be seen that even if he is not dead, he is on the verge of collapse.
Along with the strong and smelly blood, Mo Zihan finally saw the person who wanted to kill each other when they were together, but missed him all the time after leaving.
When she saw the black scar on his back, which was as big as the mouth of a bowl, Mo Zihan's heart really ached.
"You damn quacks, are you killing people or saving people?"
Unable to suppress the pain and anger in her heart, Mo Zihan pushed away the three imperial doctors who were surrounding Tuoli and continued to use their knives to cut off the blackened flesh and blood of Tuoli, and carefully examined Tuoli's injuries.
"Have you not done enough harm to the Lord? How dare you come here? Before I take action, if you are wise, hurry up and go back to your Nanyang Dynasty!"
"Han...uh...Han'er? Han...Han'er..."
Tuoli, who had been unconscious from the pain but could not pass out, suddenly became excited after hearing Mo Zihan's voice.
I wanted to rub it up, but because it affected the wound, it was so painful that I couldn't even speak. I could only rely on my remaining consciousness to keep calling Mo Zihan's name.
"You stupid man! Can you be more stupid? You actually hurt yourself like this!"
Although Mo Zihan's mouth was still filled with unforgiving abuse and blame, his movements were extremely gentle, and his eyes could not hide the distress and pity.
He squatted down where he could see her, and held tightly his fist that had turned white from his own grip, with his nails embedded in his flesh and bleeding.
"Haner...really...really you?! I...I miss you so much..."
When the three brothers from the Qian family rushed in and prepared to capture Mo Zihan, what they heard and saw was this scene.
In their eyes, the omnipotent God is like a child who got candy in front of this woman. And the candy that makes him so happy and excited is that this woman can hold his hand at this moment...
…
Contrary to his usual fierce look and hidden smile, Mo Zihan smiled softly and said: "I miss you too. Because I miss you so much,