"Wei'er..." The visitor looked at Bai Weiwei, who was lazy, and couldn't help but whisper.
"Mo, Mo Ling?" Bai Wei stood up in surprise.
"Where did the assassin come from? How dare you act here?!" Several sword lights scurried down and stabbed towards Mo Ling.
Mo Ling nipped his toes and evaded their sword lights.
The swords pulled a few more sharp sword flowers and pierced straight towards Mo Ling's major acupoints.
Bai Weiwei screamed, rushed forward, and said, "Stop!"
Stopped the security sent by Mo Qianxun and continued, "This is my friend!"
Those people looked solemn: "This person is a remnant of the party! Don't keep it, Empress!"
Since they were sent by Mo Qianxun, they usually didn't speak, which made Bai Weiwei think that they were mutes and had a language barrier. Later, they were shocked to death as soon as they spoke. They called Bai Weiwei, and let Bai Weiwei say it many times, and they were not allowed to call it that way, and they didn't listen.
It was so noisy that Bai Weiwei had to push them far away. He didn't listen to them. He was not upset.
Now Mo Xiang is visiting, and they are all ready to face each other. The sharp sword in his hand is shaking and can shake the eyes of the flower man.
Bai Weiwei suddenly covered her eyes and got up and squatted on the ground.
It seems like I remembered something that I can't bear.
Yes, although she seems to have recovered, she can't see the sword light, and she will collapse when she sees the sword light.
At this moment, it was like this again, with tension. She seemed to have returned to the door of Lingyun Pavilion, watching the unstoppable killing with her eyes open...
"Stop, put away all the swords!" Wen Tai flew back from outside and shouted at the people.
Then he rushed to Bai Weiwei and said with concern: "It's okay. It's okay." Then he glared at Mo Ling with an angry face: "You actually attacked the world! Use the trick of digging the tiger away from the mountain!"
Mo Ling didn't care about Wen Tai's anger and flashed over. Looking at Bai Weiwei's painful look, his face also showed a look of pain.
Mo Ling comforted softly and said, "Wei'er, don't be afraid. Look up and look at me. I am Mo Ling, and I will protect you! From now on, no one will dare to treat you like that again."
After waiting for a while, Bai Weiwei trembled and raised her head, saying in a trembling voice: "I'm fine..."
Then he reached out to Wentai, and Wentai quickly helped her up and sat her on a chair.
He poured another glass of water for her to drink, which made her shocked.
After the guards took away the sword, they stood aside in a mute appearance, but their eyes were as sharp as a knife, just like guarding against a thief.
"Have your skills recovered?" Bai Weiwei asked.
"It has recovered 70% or 80%." Mo Ling didn't care much about this. But he answered seriously when she asked.
"That's good." Bai Wei took a sip of water, held the cup and nodded, and he just recovered. For a person who knows martial arts, he suddenly lost his martial arts skills. What a painful thing at that time. Fortunately, he recovered.
Mo Lingqiu smiled and said, "Wei'er, it turns out that you are really here. I heard that Mr. Qingcheng was earlier, so I guessed it was you, but I didn't expect it was you."
"Uh, you never knew it?" Mo Qianxun should tell him when he worked with him.
"No one has told me. But I've been looking for you, and I know, you must be alive."
He patted the heart position, as if there was something there to sense.