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Chapter two hundred and eighty can't go

The masked man was plotted against by others and could protect himself by hearing the sound. However, the person who had just made the crime uses even more despicable means.

He picked up stones on the ground and threw them everywhere, and others followed suit, making it impossible for the masked man to truly recognize the danger.

The group exchanged glances with each other, and the four of them besieged each other again.

This time, the masked man could no longer handle it. A hidden weapon shot her in the chest, and she fell to the ground and sprayed a mouthful of blood.

Seeing a steel knife about to pierce the masked man's chest, Mu Jingrui flew out the branch, turned over to the masked man, and picked her up.

Seeing this, those people from the world rushed over to surround him.

"Boy, which sect are you from? I advise you not to meddle in other people's business, otherwise... it will only cause trouble."

Mu Jingrui ignored it completely, looked down at the masked man leaning in his arms, and asked in a low voice: "Can you leave?"

The masked man tried to use his skills, but finally shook his head.

"Darts... poisonous..."

Mu Jingrui couldn't help but frown, twisted his arm and raised the masked man's back, held the sword tightly with his other hand, and his eyes were sharp.

"Those who block me will die."

"Hmph, what a big tone. We have so many people, are you still afraid...ah!"

Before Mu Jingrui could finish the other party's words, a sword light passed by, sealing the other party's throat with a sword.

Everyone was stunned for a short time and rushed forward immediately.

Mu Jingrui was already prepared, and their plot failed again. In a moment, everyone was killed under the sword.

At this time, the masked man leaned on his shoulder and fainted.

He walked to the person who was using the hidden weapon, found the antidote, and then used his light skills to leave quickly.

Chu Xiaolian opened her eyes again and found herself lying in a cave with a bunch of burning bonfires beside her.

There is a shadow on the stone wall of the cave.

She turned her head and saw a handsome face.

"Um……"

Chu Xiaolian struggled to get up, but suddenly found that the clothes on her chest had been loosened.

She couldn't help but be stunned and tidied up in a hurry. The movement was too big and the wound was slightly torn and severe pain came.

"What did you... do to me?"

Mu Jingrui held the hidden weapon in his hand, threw it out with his wrist, and inserted it deeply into the stone wall.

He didn't look back and said lightly: "You are poisoned and you need medicine and bandage in the wound. Don't worry, I'm not interested in you."

"you……"

Chu Xiaolian was both ashamed and angry.

He clearly took advantage of her, but said he was not interested in her.

"If you think my behavior is wrong, come to me any time after your injury is healed. As long as your martial arts are strong enough, you can kill me."

Mu Jingrui got up and walked to the entrance of the cave, looking at the lonely night sky.

The evening breeze gently brushed across his cheeks, and he sighed silently in his heart.

If he had a choice, he didn't want to tear Chu Xiaolian's clothes apart.

However, the situation is urgent, and he always feels that men and women have your dogmas, which is not as important as life.

"I have something important to do, and I will leave after dawn. You can find a way to contact your subordinates to come and protect you."

Chu Xiaolian didn't say anything. She raised her head and looked at Mu Jingrui's back with a burst of sorrow in her heart.

No words all night.

When it was dawn, Mu Jingrui turned around and returned to the cave to get his sword.

The bonfire was extinguished, and he saw Chu Xiaolian lying on the haystack, his cheeks flushed and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

He was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to check, and a touch of her forehead was hot.

Mu Jingrui was also in trouble now.

In the current situation, Chu Xiaolian obviously does not have the ability to protect herself. Not to mention being chased again, even food and clothing cannot be solved.

If he just left like this, it would be like leaving her to fend for herself.

But if I take her...

Mu Jingrui was anxious. He could not afford to delay his heavy responsibilities.

If it were someone else, he deliberately ignored it, but Chu Xiaolian was very kind to save him.

After pondering for a moment, Mu Jingrui carried Chu Xiaolian back again. After thinking for a while, he walked to the official road, found an inn in a nearby town, and asked the store to invite a doctor to treat Chu Xiaolian.

"Doctor, how is she?"

"She has good physical fitness, but... she just got poisoned and needed some time to recover. It is normal to have a fever repeatedly. However, it is necessary to pay attention to careful care. Otherwise, it will easily burn your brain."

The doctor prescribed medicine for Chu Xiaolian to leave.

Mu Jingrui was a little helpless and asked the waiter to decoct the medicine. He stayed in the room and thought about what to do next.

The waiter brought the decocted medicine. Mu Jingrui hesitated a little, and carefully fed the unconscious Chu Xiaolian to drink medicine.

In the evening, Chu Xiaolian woke up again and saw Mu Jingrui leaning against the door in a daze. Her thoughts were in a moment of trance.

"You... are still here?"

"Eat something."

Mu Jingrui glanced at the table with food and signaled Chu Xiaolian to get out of bed by herself.

Chu Xiaolian calmed down, forced her weak body to walk to the table, and asked in a low voice: "Where are you?"

“Not hungry.”

Chu Xiaolian was eating the meal silently, and she had a lot of thoughts.

"If...you really have something to do, just leave first, I can take good care of myself..."

"I will definitely leave, but..."

Mu Jingrui lowered his eyelids, and he did not continue to discuss this issue with Chu Xiaolian. "I want to go out. After eating, you can continue to sleep."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

The room suddenly became quiet. Chu Xiaolian looked at the food on the table and then looked at the pair of bowls and chopsticks opposite.

How great it would be if he could sit down with him and have a quiet meal.

"He is not as powerful as the legendary one."

A cold voice sounded behind him, Chu Xiaolian was stunned, her face immediately darkened, and even her eyes were a little chilling.

"I didn't summon you, what are you doing?" Chu Xiaolian asked coldly.

"Do you think I want to come?"

The man sat down opposite Chu Xiaolian and snorted softly. "Master is worried that your courage will ruin a big deal, so he specially asked me to supervise you."

Chu Xiaolian held the chopsticks tightly and then put them down again.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's so pitiful." The man stretched out his hand and hooked Chu Xiaolian's chin, "This bitter trick... I almost lost my life."

"Get out." Chu Xiaolian shook the man's hand away and scolded, "Jiang Yi, don't think I dare not kill you."

"You are the master of the Soul-Surfing Hall, of course you can kill me. But now... can you kill me?"

Jiang Yi stood up and pulled Chu Xiaolian up as well.

Chu Xiaolian condensed his true energy in his palm and slapped Jiang Yi.

However, his serious injury has not been cured, and he is plagued by serious illness, this palm is completely inferior to the power of the past. Not only is it easily avoided by Jiang Yi, but he also grabbed the pulse door by his backhand and pushed it onto the bed.


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