Chapter 3291
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"What's going on?"
Muyan staggers as she is pulled, her mind full of doubts.
In the City Lord's Mansion, where flying is forbidden, Luo Yu is pulling her and flying as fast as lightning.
Along the way, he even knocks down several decorations in the mansion, showing how anxious he is.
"Xiao Qi, what happened …"
Bang –!
The door is pushed open, and Muyan's question gets stuck in her throat: "Third brother?!"
On the bed and room that originally belonged to Luo Yu, there was a pale-faced man sleeping with his eyes closed.
Who else could it be but her third brother Chu Moli?
She looks at Luo Yu.
She hears Luo Yu gnashing her teeth: "The Ten Thousand Swords Manor took advantage of the fact that third brother was too weak after his ascension to capture him. His body is full of injuries now. Sixth Senior Sister, quickly treat Third Senior Brother! "
Muyan's complexion suddenly sinks: "The Ten Thousand Swords Manor, they're really tired of living!"
She quickly goes to the bed and holds Chu Moli's hand.
"Sixth sister, how is third brother? Are his injuries serious? "
Muyan's hand that is pressing on his pulse trembles, and she calmly withdraws it.
She raises her head and shows Luo Yu a shallow smile: "Don't worry, it's just a flesh wound, it's nothing."
Luo Yu sighs in relief.
"But third brother's body is too weak, I need the assistance of a musician to help him recuperate. Xiao Qi, go guard outside. No matter how long it takes, if I don't respond, don't let anyone in. Even you. "
Luo Yu nods, glancing worriedly at Chu Moli on the bed before turning to leave the room.
She closes the door.
Muyan quickly takes out a talisman and sticks it on the walls, windows, and doors.
She then turns to look at the man on the bed, almost gnashing her teeth as she says: "Third brother, are you courting death?"
The man who should be sleeping soundly slowly opens his eyes.
A faint smile appears on his sickly pale face: "Little sister, long time no see!"
Long time no see my ass!
Muyan really wants to smash this guy's face with the Tian Mo Qin.
She walks forward with a calm face, and lifts the quilt covering Chu Moli's body.
Then, she grabs his trousers with both hands and fiercely pulls.
With a tearing sound, the soft white trousers are torn in half.
Chu Moli's legs were exposed.
However, it was not as pale and smooth as the skin on his face.
Some of them had a pair of pitch-black, skinny legs with strange black bubbles constantly popping up on the surface of their skin.
If this could still be called a leg.
Even though she's already mentally prepared, Muyan still feels her vision blur.
His hands were clenched so tightly that creaking sounds could be heard. The veins on the back of his hands were almost popping out.
Chu Moli's indifferent voice, which didn't reveal the slightest bit of pain, came from above her head, "Little junior sister, although we are martial siblings, it's not good for you to be so careless, isn't it? After all, even Xiaobao knows that men and women can't share … "
"Shut up!!"
Mu Yan fiercely curses and glares at him.
Chu Moli still wanted to tease her, but when he saw the girl's reddened eyes, he swallowed his words in the end.
There was an indescribable gentleness in his eyes. For the first time, the way he looked at Mu Yan carried a little gentleness, as if he was comforting a little girl: "There's no need to make a fuss. Before I met you, I had to experience this kind of backlash once every fifteenth of every month. The only difference is whether it's a little more torturous or a little more torturous …"
How could this be the same?!
She had seen Chu Moli's appearance when the curse flared up in the past. How could it be as serious as it is now?
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