When like meets like, unnecessary words need not be said.
Because the very similar smells already explained everything.
Juehun covered his chest, holding back the surge of pain in his body. His eyes scanned the surroundings like a wild beast, vigilant but full of murderous intent.
Suddenly, a cold wind blew up behind me.
He rolled forward, drew out the soft sword from his waist, and wrapped around the weapon that was stabbing him like a snake's body.
"Juehun, long time no see!"
There was a flash of light in front of my eyes, and the sharp Emei thorns hit the center of my eyebrows.
Juehun retracted his soft sword and turned over, barely dodging the attack, but rolled down uncontrollably along the sloping roof.
After rolling to the eaves, he turned back abruptly. Before he could take a breath, a black shadow suddenly appeared behind him, and a pair of Emei thorns were danced with cold light, which was extremely threatening.
"zero one!"
"It's your grandpa and me!"
Zero One barely gave Juehun the slightest chance to resist, and his moves were ruthless, almost to the point of death.
Juehun was unable to use all his strength. In the rush to fight, his body was injured in many places in a blink of an eye.
Ling Yi made a feint, stretched out his foot and kicked Juehun head-on. Juehun took a few steps back and immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Ling Yi felt happy when he saw this: I see how you still ran away today!
Immediately, he buckled the Emei thorn backwards, pursued the victory, and took two steps forward to deliver a fatal blow to Juehun.
This guy is too tricky and has escaped from their hands several times. Being able to solve it here this time is an unexpected surprise.
However, before Zero One could be happy, a brocade-woven long sleeve flicked in and blocked his face.
When he saw the familiar black color, he immediately stopped his movement and looked at the person coming with some confusion: "Master?"
Mo Jingxiao's black robe shook and fell down safely.
He is full of unstoppable violence, rampant domineering, and decisiveness, all reflected in the flicker of his eyebrows.
He looked down at Juehun, the light in his eyes was as bright as a cold blade: "Let's go."
"Master!" Next to him, Ling Yi took a step forward, his face full of shock.
A great opportunity is in front of us. If we deal with Juehun cleanly, wouldn't we also break one of that man's arms?
Why, why did the prince let him go?
Juehun stared straight at Mo Jingxiao with a pair of bloodshot eyes, raised his lips suddenly, and smiled evilly: "His Royal Highness, Prince Ding, needs to learn from his weakness."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but he heard Mo Jingxiao's lukewarm voice speaking slowly, word by word.
"Isn't that also your weakness?"
Juehun's steps stagnated for a moment, then he gritted his teeth angrily, clutched his chest and left quickly.
Ling watched helplessly as Juehun slipped away from his hand, feeling all kinds of regrets and regrets. He wanted to ask their father for an explanation, but when he turned around, he saw that Mo Jingxiao had already landed on the ground and headed straight for the boudoir.
In the room, Ning Yujin, who was getting weaker and weaker the more she rested and was about to faint from the pain, grabbed 108's arm and said intermittently: "Use...use..."
When 108 heard that she couldn't utter a word for a long time, he became anxious and asked, "What are you using?"
"Inside……"
"Inside?" 108 raised his head and looked at Xiangyue.
Xiangyue suddenly realized: "Miss, are you feeling anxious?"
Ning Yujin almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, but when Xiangyue stimulated her, she said clearly: "Use your inner strength to help me force the needle out!"
108 nodded quickly: "Okay."
Just as he was about to make a move, he saw a touch of brocade long sleeve brushing past, gently brushing away Ning Yujin's hand that was holding him.
Before he could react, he was squeezed out. A person was already sitting in his place: "I'll do it."
"Master?!"
108 looked at the sudden arrival of Mo Jingxiao in surprise. Before he could realize what was going on, he was pulled aside by Zero 1 who came in later: "You actually let Miss Ning San grab your hand. You think your life is too long."
Already?"
108 immediately shook his head in horror: "I...I didn't notice it at all just now."
"Okay, let's go out first and then talk."
Zero One pushed One Zero Eight out, and at the same time he didn't forget to pick up Xiang Yue, who was standing aside blankly.
The moment she saw Mo Jingxiao, her already overloaded mind finally went completely stupid.
Not to mention her, even Ning Yujin was a little confused.
If Mo Jingxiao can't stay well in his Prince Ding's Mansion, why would he come here?
"His Royal Highness Prince Ding..."
"Do not talk."
Mo Jingxiao picked up Ning Yujin and sat her down cross-legged, while he sat behind her, using his hands to press her back.
His palm was big and warm. The moment it was pressed against her back, it was as if a warm force was flowing through her limbs.
Ning Yujin closed her eyes unconsciously, feeling the warmth, bit by bit, drop by drop, slowly moistening her whole body along the blood meridians.
Suddenly, the warm force touched the sharp resistance, and she gasped immediately. The severe pain almost killed her.
"Keep it up." Mo Jingxiao's mellow and moving voice was like Chen Tan's old wine, which made people want to get drunk.
Ning Yujin's head felt dizzy, and her chest felt a twinge of pain. The thin needle, which was twice as long as an ordinary silver needle, was finally forced out.
She immediately let out a long sigh of relief.
Looking at the needle now, she wondered where she had the courage to stab herself without fear.
If she were to experience such pain again now, she would rather buy a piece of tofu and be killed.
Fortunately, this difficult night was finally over.
But the result didn't meet expectations at all, and she didn't know when Juehun would come back to settle the accounts with her.
When I think about it, I feel a little sad.
"Hey, who am I provoking?"
"Don't you know who you are provoking?"
The sound coming from behind suddenly startled Ning Yujin. She stretched out her hand and touched it. It seemed that the place where she was leaning felt something wrong.
She turned her head mechanically and looked at Mo Jingxiao, who she unceremoniously treated as a human mat. She smiled so hard that she said, "Haha, Your Highness Prince Ding, are you okay?"
Mo Jingxiao crossed his arms, leaned back, and looked at her with a half-smile: "What do you think?"
Ning Yujin felt a little guilty when he saw her. She raised her head and looked away, wondering if she would look very high-profile if she changed the subject by shouting "There is a flying saucer"?
"Well, His Highness Prince Ding, why are you here?" She thought for a while and changed the subject in the safest way.
Mo Jingxiao lowered his eyes and hid the slight emotion in his eyes: "I have to come and see if you have asked my people to commit crimes, murder or arson, right?"
this……
Ning Yujin lowered her head and looked at her toes, silently saying in her heart: You are really busy.
However, the moment he raised his head, a smile spread across his face: "His Royal Highness Prince Ding is really the pillar of the country and the well-being of the people. You are so considerate of your subordinates and care for the people. Your heart can be expressed in heaven and earth, and your actions can benefit the people. You can simply use your wisdom and power.
…”
The classic sentence had just begun, but Ning Yujin shut up and swallowed the rest of the words.
Mo Jingxiao was looking at her.
Look at her deeply.
It made her panic inexplicably.
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