Qingli's hairpin plunged deeply into his back, Mo Mi Zhitong let go of her, he stretched his hand to his back, frowned, and pulled out the bloody hairpin.
He held the red lotus petals at the top, and the blood was flowing down. Mo Mirage didn't seem to be in pain at the moment. He held the hairpin in front of Qingli with a weird look, and her eyes were frightened.
"Playing this trick with me again? Qingli, why do you always keep teaching and not changing?" He said in a very regretful tone.
Qingli's shoulders were trembling, and the tears in his eyes still stubbornly refused to fall, just like her, even if there was already deep despair in it.
Mo Mirage used the sharp end of the hairpin to gently slide Qingli's face, and the blood on the hairpin drew a sad and beautiful trace along Qingli's face.
He didn't use any force, Qing Li only felt a slight coolness, Mo Wei smiled and said, "You said, if I use some strength, will your flowery face be ruined? This is me. If your blood can melt into you, it’s not bad."
Qingli's sweat dripped from the messy hair in front of her forehead, her face was pale, she could only close her eyes tightly, waiting for the coming pain.
Mo Mirage saw her doing this, but a touch of distress flashed in his eyes. Unfortunately, Qingli couldn't see it at this moment. Mo Mirage moved the hairpin away from her face and gently pinned it to her loose bun.
Qing Li opened his eyes slightly, looked at Mo Mirage in a vague way, and said, "Why don't you let me go, Mo Mirage, I leave, is it good for you and me?"
Mo Xiao smiled and shook his head. His warm breath was exhaled in front of Qingli's lips, and there seemed to be some dreamy feeling. He softly said: "Because I, I have fallen in love with you, and I can't help myself. Hahahaha!"
Qing Li had never seen him laugh like this before. Why did he always feel that this laughter was mixed with a little bit of pain, Qing Li leaned against the cabinet behind him a little bit sullenly.
She has a weak tone, "Mo Mirage, I don't know how you found this place, but I beg you, don't hurt the people in the teaching, I will promise you what you ask me to do in the future."
Mo Mirage stopped his laughter immediately. He frowned and fixed his eyes on Qing Li, with strong hostility in his eyes. He hit Qing Li's ear with a punch, and there was a sound of wood being broken.
Qing Li was startled and wanted to move back, but he was helpless. He turned his head to look at Qing Li and said coldly: "Why should I listen to you? Who do you think you are, Qing Li, you are nothing but It's a plaything in my hands!"
Qingli felt amused. Every time he called himself "I," Qingli always felt that he was not the real him. She felt a little pain in her heart and coughed slightly.
There was blood rushing to her throat, but she forced herself to swallow it. Sometimes fate was so tricky, she had to be bruised all over her body.
Mo Mirage came forward, stretched out his hand and picked up Qing Li, her expression was very sluggish, Mo Mirage was involved in the wound behind her back because of the force of both hands, he held Qing Li and walked outside the door calmly.
At this time, the rain was already dripping down, dripping on Qingli's face. She raised her head and opened her eyes to look up at the sky, but it was pitch black, with no bright moon or starlight.
The cold and slightly stinging drops of water washed away the blood on her face. Mo Mirage looked down at her, trying to block some rain for her, but Qingli's eyes didn't even notice Mo Mirage's tiny move.
He sighed and walked from the side door with Qingli in his arms. There were already a few secret guards waiting there. Qingli looked away, as if they didn't hurt the Yujiao.
Seeing Mo Mirage coming out, a few people hurriedly bowed and said, "Master, it's ready outside." Mo Mirage gave a faint "um" sound, and then performed light work and led Qingli across the wall. After landing, Ji The horse has been tied in a forest not far away.
Qingli looked back reluctantly, the wall was getting farther and farther away from her, she seemed to be able to see Yu Chen standing there, looking at her sadly, as if bidding farewell.
She murmured: "Achen, Achen..." The voice was very small, but Mo Mirage could hear it clearly. He paused and continued walking.
Sometimes, there are obviously only a few steps away, but I feel that it is close to the end of the world, some love, missed, and never come back.
After everyone got on their horses, they slowly left, but Qing Li couldn't see it. On the other side of the wall, Hong Yin looked at their leaving figures with complex expressions, and slowly shed tears.
Qingli, I'm sorry, maybe you leave with him, it is the best choice for Yu Jiao and the leader.
In a blink of an eye, the sky has gradually brightened, and Qingli can hear the dark guard's words in Mo Xun's arms in a daze, "Master, there are still three days away from Nanfeng City."
"Well, there is a private courtyard in Ningqiao. Let's go there and rest for a day." He replied lightly. Helpless Qingli was really exhausted, and fell asleep again.
When she woke up again, Qing Li found herself lying on a very comfortable soft couch. She slowly opened her eyes and looked away. Mo Wei sat on a bamboo chair and stared at her quietly. .
She also looked back at him, but neither of them spoke. It took a long time to look at it, as if it were as long as a lifetime, just like the fate of the two, and they are always entangled.
She coughed, her expression was extremely painful, blood was pouring out, and a large swath of white blanket was wetted. Mo Wei hurriedly got up and rushed to her. He helped Qingli up, but she supported the edge of the bed with one hand. He stood up.
With a mouth, another big mouthful of blood flowed out, and she frowned in pain. Mo Mirage stretched out her hand to wipe it off. Unexpectedly, it dripped more and more, and Qingli had to hold her chest tightly.
Such severe pain made her unable to speak, Mo Mirage looked panicked, and roared out the window: "Come on! Go and find the doctor!!"
Not long after, a secret guard came in, but he said with an anxious expression: "Master, there is only one drug store in Ningqiao, I'm afraid it will be quicker to bring the empress."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Mirage picked up Qing Li, and his blood was stained with Mo Mirage's green robe, which seemed to show a deep purple color, which was shocking.
He ran out, leaned Qing Li's head against his neck, and said, "Don't be afraid, there will be nothing wrong, there will be nothing wrong."
Qingli had never seen him so anxious before. His sweat was dripping slowly because of the violent running, and the blood in the corner of Qingli's mouth was still flowing, but she subconsciously grasped Mo Wei's clothes tightly, he lowered his head and glanced. Speed up.
When he finally arrived at the drugstore, the guard on the side immediately went up and knocked on the door. Mo Mirage was a little upset. After a long while no one came to open the door, he stepped forward and kicked the door open!
There was no one in the room, only a strong smell of medicine came out, and he couldn't help yelling, "Man! Is there anyone!"
Qing Lijing yelled at him so that the eardrums hurt violently, and even blood slowly fell from her white jade-like earlobes, dripping on the ground, as if a scorching red lotus bloomed...