Mingche was helped into the bedroom door by his subordinates, and he immediately raised his right hand, "You all go back to sleep, I want to stay alone for a while!"
The subordinates knew that he was in a bad mood and did not dare to disturb him. They immediately put down the cotton wool and other things in their hands and turned around to leave.
Without treating the injury on his face, Mingche turned around and walked out of the dormitory door.
When he saw the person outside the door, his eyes flashed with surprise.
"Junior Brother Ming, it's so late, where are you going?!" Gong Ao lazily leaned against the doorpost and asked with a sneer.
"Senior Brother Gong, is something wrong?!" Mingche lowered his face slightly and asked softly.
Gong Ao raised his right hand towards him, with a box of ointment between his fingers, "I knew you were injured, so I specially brought some ointment!"
"Thank you, senior brother!" Mingche didn't go to take the ointment, "This little injury is not a problem!"
Gong Ao retracted his arms and dodged, "Junior brother's injuries are all on his face. You have to treat them carefully, otherwise there will be scars. I'd better help him apply the medicine myself!"
As he said that, he took a step forward and grabbed Mingche's arm.
"Don't dare bother senior brother!" Mingche said as he tried to withdraw his palm.
"Junior Brother Ming!" Gong Ao tightened his fingers and looked at his face aggressively, "Do you have anything else important to do?!"
Ming Che's movements froze.
That's right, he just wants to rush to Buli City to inform Mo Li and Mingyue.
He also knew that Gong Ao had seen through him.
what to do?!
His heart was struggling again.
At this time, Gong Ao had already pulled him into the room and pressed him on the chair.
"Junior brother Ming is a smart man. I believe you should understand that I am doing this all for your own good!"
Gong Ao took the cotton wool on the table and wiped the dried blood on his face. Gong Ao's eyes showed no concern at all, and his movements were neither gentle nor heavy. It hurt Ming Che's wounds.
Mingche seemed not to feel it, and all he was thinking about was what Li Cai had just said to him.
Gong Ao came here just to prevent him from spreading the news. It seems that they must have some trick up their sleeves.
The more this happened, the more worried Ming Che felt.
Thinking of the two people standing on the city wall waving to him that night, his heart suddenly tightened.
No, he has already lost his master, he has lost Li Ke, and he must not lose this brother and this friend again.
Seeing Gong Ao turn around and throw away the cotton wool in his hand, Ming Che's mind moved slightly, and a line of water formed silently on the ground.
"Senior brother, thanks to my good intentions, you will become a bright moon in the future!" Gong Ao said and turned around, then he felt a tightness on his feet. His face changed slightly, and he raised his hands to prepare for defense. A mist of water appeared between the lightning and flint.
He had already come to meet him and put his head in front of him.
On the tip of the nose, there is a light fragrance passing by.
Before Gong Ao had time to react, he fell heavily to the ground.
Mingche rushed up and supported his body.
"Senior Brother Gong, I'm sorry, I have to leave here tonight. This medicine will only make you comatose for a while, it won't hurt you!"
Gong Ao glared at him fiercely and tried to struggle, but found that his whole body was weak and he fell into an unconscious stupor.
He tied the unconscious Gong Ao with a rope and stuffed it into the closet. Looking at Gong Ao's face, he hesitated for a moment, then casually pulled off a piece of clothing and gagged Gong Ao's mouth tightly.
After making sure that everything was safe, Mingche hurriedly walked out of the palace gate, walked to a secluded place, immediately got on his giant crane, and flew in the direction of not leaving the city.