When Mo Xiezi saw no arrows flying, he jumped into the pit and saw that there was nothing inside. He quickly looked around and shouted: "Jin'er, Jin'er, where are you?"
"We are here!" Ye Wuqing quickly spoke, poked her head out of the corner of the darkness, and together with Huo Xingyue, he raised the injured Zhao Jin out.
"Jin'er!" Mo Xiezi saw Zhao Jin and quickly raised his hand, lifting the remaining stage and appeared in front of Zhao Jin.
"Master, it's okay, it's just a flesh-and-skin wound. Your disciple is really foresighted, but fortunately put on the armor in advance." Zhao Jin felt warm in his heart when he saw Mo Xiezi so nervous. It would be good if someone cares about it, so he joked.
"When is it that I am still joking with my master. Girl, go and find a doctor." Mo Xiezi directly carried Zhao Jin on his back and called Huo Xingyue to find someone.
At this moment, the venue began to organize personnel to rescue the injured, and the entire Huo Mansion was filled with grief.
"Bang!" Huo Qing smashed the coffee table beside him, "What did you say? There was no living."
Huomon hurriedly said, "Yes, father. The other party came prepared. Although some people were injured for some reason, the other party killed them all. So there was no living."
"Check it, check it out for me, and use all those who can be used to check it out." Huo Qing almost yelled, "Do you know how many people died this time? There are sixty-seven people, not counting the injured. These people did not die on the battlefield, but fell into the hands of some villains, and it was something that happened to my Huo family."
"Yes, father. I'll go investigate." After saying that, he glanced at Zhao She who was on the side. Zhao She gave him a wink, and Huo Meng nodded and went out.
At this time, Zhao She comforted her: "Brother, don't blame yourself too much. None of us wants such a thing to happen, but it has happened, so we can only take one step at a time."
"Brother, I'm thinking about something, what do you think?" Huo Qing looked at Zhao She. Zhao She immediately understood, opened her eyes wide and stood up and said, "No, no, this thing will not happen."
Huo Qing leaned on the chair decadently, staring at Zhao She with dim eyes and said his reasons: "There has never been a memorial service, a rare arrow of breaking air, and a mysterious killer. Brother, don't forget that the generals will never have a good end!"
Zhao Jin had no reason to refute Huo Qing, because everything was so sudden and so coincidental. This was what Zhao She thought in her heart. Is this really the case? Zhao She looked outside the house and asked, "Brother, what should you do that day?"
The answer to Zhao She is a quiet room.
Zhao Jin was arranged to rest in a good guest room, and the arrows behind him had been taken out by He Miao. Because there were too many injured people, there were too few people who could rescue him. Zhao Jin did not want to waste time, so he directly asked He Miao to pick up the arrows for him. Mo Xiezi was a little worried, but he would not interfere with Zhao Jin's decision.
He Miao was not timid either. He found a place without anyone, took off Zhao Jin's armor, took a sterilized knife and started. The barb arrow should not be pulled hard, otherwise it would not only bring a piece of flesh and blood, but it might also cause heavy bleeding and infection of the wound.
After all, He Miao grew up in the bitter and cold place in the north, and his father was a military doctor, and his treatment methods were very experienced. He used a knife to cut small holes in Zhao Jin's wounds, and then slowly took the arrows. Fortunately, Zhao Jin was healthy and had some skin injuries. The arrows were quickly taken, and then he simply bandaged them and waited for treatment.
Later, Qian Qi brought Ling'er and others to come. After all, such a thing happened in the Huo Mansion, and it was difficult for people to not know. Ling'er's eyes turned red when she saw Zhao Jin wearing a bandage. Ling'er carefully replaced Zhao Jin with injuries, which made Huo Xingyue, who was beside her, feel a strange and uncomfortable feeling. At the same time, she is also curious about what the relationship between Zhao Jin and Ling'er is.
Ye Wuqing and Sheng Yuanyuan were escorted back to their respective residences by Huo Qing. After Ye Wuqing sent Sheng Yuanyuan back to Jin Mantang, she walked towards the palace. Sheng Yuanyuan watched Ye Wuqing's convoy leave, and she knew that this matter might be just the beginning, and there will be a storm in Tiandu City next.
Sheng Yuanyuan stepped into a unique courtyard behind Jinmantang. There were flowers blooming here, which was absolutely in stark contrast to the biting cold wind outside the courtyard. Sheng Yuanyuan took off her outer robe and showed her proud figure. When she handed the outer robe to the maid, Sheng Yuanyuan asked, "Is the second lady back in the house?"
"Go back to the lady, the second lady is still sleeping in the room and has not gotten up." The maid took the robe and replied.
"Still sleeping?" Sheng Yuanyuan smiled helplessly, signaling the maid to step down, and walked into the house himself. There were all kinds of things piled up in the house, ranging from small rouge box accessories to large seat clothes, and even a wooden stick filled with candied haws.
In the middle of these things, a girl was lying there without any image, with a beautiful face, dark long hair, and a blow-out skin. If she hadn't been the carefree sleeping position, she would have definitely been a perfect sleeping beauty. The girl seemed to be still sleeping, with a mouth full of thunder, and something suspected to be saliva beside her mouth.
Sheng Yuanyuan was speechless, and came to the girl, sat beside her, and pushed her: "Mo'er, Mo'er, it's time to get up." The girl tilted her head, ignored her at all, and then went to bed.
"Hey, you're forcing me." Sheng Yuanyuan raised her right hand, and frost began to appear on her hand. Unexpectedly, Sheng Yuanyuan would have the fighting spirit, and it was the fighting spirit that was as rare as Jiangling.
Sheng Yuanyuan stretched out her frosty hand to the girl, but stopped on the way, tilted her head and thought for a while, but her hand reached into the collar of the girl's clothes on her chest.
"Ah~~~~~" A tragic cry resounded throughout the yard.
The girl covered her chest, looked at Sheng Yuanyuan with her hands covering her ears with anger, and gritted her teeth and said, "Senior sister, why do you always use this trick to get me up? Do you know that breasts are the pride of women?"
"Oh." Sheng Yuanyuan put down her hands and smiled, "Then you have to thank me. Look at how proud your pride is. It's not because my coldness has given birth to this effect. In this way, you have to thank me, right? Yu Mo."
Yu Mo shivered, "Forget it, your birth is so painful, I would rather grow by myself. By the way, aren't you a guest at Huo Mansion? You'll be back so soon, the Huo family doesn't care about supper?" After saying that, he looked at the sky outside the house, and the sun seemed to have not set.
"Don't mention, something big happened in the Huo Mansion. Someone actually attacked the Huo Mansion in broad daylight. You didn't see the scene at that time. It was extremely tragic." Sheng Yuanyuan said with her legs in her hands.
"Well? Someone attacked the Huo Mansion. Isn't this just pulling his teeth out? Who is so bold?" Yu Mo asked in shock. The Huo family is a military leader. Although they are not powerful, they also stomp their feet loudly. Who has the ability to attack such a giant?
"You said, how many companies can do such things in the world?" Sheng Yuanyuan looked at Yu Mo and asked, everyone knew it in their hearts.
Yu Mo was silent for a moment, then scratched his messy hair with his hand, and changed the subject: "Then your loyal dog is okay, right?"
Sheng Yuanyuan was stunned for a moment, and a rare hint of pink appeared on her face. She didn't know why Yu Mo used the word "Full Dog". This junior sister has always been weird. Although the two are not sisters, they are better than their own children. Sheng Yuanyuan replied with a smile: "He? I guess he is accepting the Wrath of Thunder now."