Qing Ge has a very strong feeling that this time, in the battle for the Blood Slaughter Knife, among the people coming to Netherworld Island, there must be Ye Jingjing.
Qingge's hands were trembling slightly, and her limbs were cold.
She closed her eyes, and in the darkness in her mind, a face covered with knife marks appeared, with blood flowing all over it.
Qingge's heart seemed to be filled with daggers, tearing open the cracks, and the slightest pain penetrated deep into the soul.
"Qingge, do you want the blood-slaying knife?" Mo Xie asked bluntly.
"No need, but I have to piece together this idea." Qingge said: "You can tell me any news about the blood-slaying knife, especially about that group of mysterious people."
"So you are interested in these mysterious people." Mo Xie suddenly realized.
Qing Ge nodded.
She wanted to know everything about Ye Jingjing.
We haven’t seen each other for a few years. Has the little one grown taller? How is his face?
Yun Yuexia once said that Ye Jingjing is a Yin demon fate star and cannot get pregnant for life.
A touch of sadness flashed across Qingge's eyes.
Such a lovely person should not be so miserable.
No matter how many years pass by, Ye Jingjing’s appearance and Qingge will never be blurred.
The innocent gesture that day was so lifelike.
Qingge sighed.
Bai Meier took out the last bit of beauty drunkenness and poured it for Qingge. Qingge drank it in one gulp. She was not drunk anymore and her cheeks were flushed.
Mo Xie looked at Bai Mei'er and was infatuated for a moment. He buried his deep feelings in his heart, didn't care, and pretended to smile chicly.
The makeup on Mo Xie's face became thicker and thicker, Qing Ge could see it clearly.
Suddenly, Mo Xie's limbs twitched and twitched, he became dizzy, his brows furrowed tightly, his neck turned red, and veins popped out on the back of his hands.
Qing Ge's wine glass hit the ground and broke into pieces. Qing Ge stood up suddenly and supported Mo Xie who was about to fall. Mo Xie fell forward and collapsed on Qing Ge's shoulders. Qing Ge and Bai Mei'er supported Mo Xie.
Lying down on the couch, Mo Xie was in terrible pain, with all his facial features wrinkled together.
Mo Xie's forehead was covered in cold sweat.
Mo Xie fell on the couch and looked at Qingge with wide eyes. Qingge's face seemed to be covered with a veil, getting farther and farther away from him and becoming increasingly blurry.
He was a little sleepy, his eyelids were as heavy as mountains, and he couldn't open them no matter what.
Mo Xie was shocked.
This must not be the case.
He was covered in injuries. Qing Ge would definitely call the doctor. As soon as he lifted his clothes, there would be shocking traces, especially the toxins in his body, which would be detected by the doctor.
No, it cannot.
Mo Xie's body was shaking crazily. He pushed away the worried Qing Ge and sat up suddenly.
Mo Xie was sweating all over. It seemed that he was experiencing some kind of pain that went deep into his bones. He stood up, staggering and stumbling. The white light in front of his eyes was so strong that he couldn't see clearly.
Mo Xie wanted to walk outside, where the light was the brightest.
Mo Xie's steps were getting faster and faster, he was like a bolt of lightning about to break through the sky.
He was in a hurry and panic, as if he was covering up some secret.
Qing Ge's eyes were dim. She stood still, squinting at Mo Xie's slender back. In the thunder nest, the spiritual power was like a tide, swarming out and slamming the two purple gold doors shut.
The light immediately dissipated, and the room was dark, with only a few rays of light refracted through the window lattice.
Mo Xie tripped over the hem of the screen and fell to the ground. Those rays of light were like mottled leaves among the leaves, shining on his face, making him look like a holy light, evil, and handsome.
Mo Xie's consciousness was very clear, but his body was sleeping, and his soul seemed to be locked in a cage, unable to move.
Mo Xie opened his eyes, and the flowing light reflected in his black eyes.
Qingge came over, squatted down, and put her hand on Mo Xie's face, which was like a piece of ice, chilling her bones.
Qingge removed her hand, lowered her head, and found a thick layer of powder on her palm.
She picked up Mo Xie and put him on the couch, "Meier, look what's wrong with him."
Bai Meier is quite accomplished in the field of medical skills.
Bai Meier nodded.
"Wait a minute." Qing Ge suddenly said.
Bai Meier looked at Qing Ge in astonishment and stopped moving.
With sharp eyes, Qingge discovered a scar under Mo Xie's collar. Qingge stretched out her hand and pushed aside Mo Xie's collar, her pupils tightening.
This knife mark is very hurtful.
Qing Ge untied Mo Xie's shirt with trembling hands. Mo Xie's upper body was covered with numerous wounds, old and new. Looking at them, it was extremely scary.
Especially Mo Xie's arms were full of bite marks and teeth marks.
"What's going on?" Bai Meier was confused and shocked.
Qingge looked indifferent, she took out her space bag and took out all the medicine inside.
She looked at Bai Meier and said, "Meier, come and see how he is doing."
"yes."
Bai Meier took out the brocade bag, opened it, and took out the silver needle.
When Bai Mei'er was about to stab Mo Xie's eyebrow with a needle, her wrist was suddenly tightly grasped by Qing Ge. Qing Ge exerted all her strength, and Bai Mei'er's wrist seemed to be broken. Bai Mei'er turned her head and looked at Qing Ge.
Song.
"Take good care and don't let anything happen to him." The voice of the song trembled slightly.
Bai Meier felt endless worries and Ye Qingge's frightened heart.
Bai Meier has never had any emotions. She was born as a slave. Her master asked her to go east, but she did not dare to go west.
For the purpose of her master, she was even skinned alive, put on another woman's skin, and approached Ye Qingge to win Ye Qingge's trust.
However, as time passed, her mind quietly changed.
She didn't want to hurt such a person, such a gorgeous woman.
Bai Meier gathered her thoughts and concentrated on treating Mo Xie. After some inspections, Bai Meier looked solemn and said, "I can't find out."
"Can't you find out?" Qingge frowned.
"Master Mo's veins and blood are a little strange, but I can't find anything strange about them."
Bai Meier pointed to the wounds on Mo Xie's chest, "Your Majesty, take a closer look. The wounds on Mr. Mo's body are all caused by himself, not from a fight. From what I can see, Mr. Mo has a flawed character and is depressed.
, either due to excessive pressure or excessive depression. As time went by, he drew a prison and tortured himself in the prison. The scars all over his body were the best proof, and the pain of being cut apart from flesh and blood was
, can stimulate his body and soul, thereby making him feel boundless happiness. Mr. Mo will be in coma this time because there are too many injuries, which have damaged his roots."
Listening to Bai Meier's words, Qingge felt extremely heavy.
If it weren't for her, Mo Xie would not have come to Luohua City.
Mo Xie shouldn't be restricted to this city. He is a dragon that travels across the nine heavens. How can he curl up in the small city lord's mansion?
"Your Majesty, I'm going to make some medicine." Bai Mei'er said.
Qing Ge had just taken out a lot of potions from the space bag, and Bai Meier took out two bottles of potions and fed them to Mo Xie.
"Young Master Mo must not commit suicide again in the future, otherwise, his body will not be able to bear it. Your Majesty, please give me some advice." Bai Meier said and left immediately.
Qingge sat on the edge of the couch, holding a handkerchief and wiping off the makeup and powder on Mo Xie's face.
A pale and scary face.
Qingge's eyes were red and her throat was sore. She took a breath, suppressed her sadness, and smiled.
After taking the medicine, Mo Xie's body no longer convulsed.