Mo Qiu’s Immortal Fate

"Old Cai!"

fatty glanced around the courtyard and looked towards an old man in a gray cloth gown beside him, saying:

"Are you sure those two girls are here?"

"en." The old man is nodded, and the triangular eyes are full of shadows:

"The smell of blood has not disappeared, There are piles of herbs here again, which is convenient for them to heal their injuries."

"Want to heal?" On the right is a youngster, Yinyin smiled:

"Liu Ye, wait to hold the person. After that, can you stop rushing and be a little brother..."

"hehe!"

"Yes." fatty gnashing teeth said:

"These two sluts, it's not fun to mess with them, and make them worse than death. It's hard to understand the hatred in my heart."

While speaking, the youngster has rushed to the door and moved towards the door. Fiercely kicked over.

"Peng!"

The door moved towards both sides opened, revealing a panicked Mo Qiu inside.

"I...I am the doctor here!" He squeezed his body and backed away from his feet, opening the mouth and said:

"What are you going to do?"

"Doctor?" The youngster was taken aback. The slap he had originally planned to slap was also frozen in the air, looking back and shouted:

"Old Cai, you are here!"

"en "The old man squinted his eyes and approached, looking at Mo Qiu and asked:

"young man, where did the two women who came in just now?"

"What woman?" Mo Qiu looked blank:

"I don't know."

"I don't know?" The old man's face sank, his nose swept around gently, and he sneered:

"Really refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit, Wei Xiaozi, don’t turn around in this room, they are in the east room!"

"oh?" The youngster, who turned over the cabinet, raised his brows and kicked Mo Qiu immediately:

"The oil lamp is lit in this room. This is a trick with me!"

Mo Qiu's body Leaning forward, staggering to the yard, almost fell to the ground.

The old man is right.

The two daughters Liu Jinxi and Wen Ying hid in the East Room, but they were pulled out by the youngster in a moment.

In the face of the three fierce men, they turned pale, their eyes panicked, and they collapsed to the ground shiver coldly.

"Six Lords!" Youngster looked at the two beautiful women, with a weird smile, rubbing his hands back and forth:

"I will take the maid to take a bitch."

"Three...three heroes." At this moment, Mo Qiu, standing on the court with his legs trembling, suddenly spoke with a small voice: "It's none of my business here, can you? …Can you let me go first?"

As soon as these words fell, the expressions of several people in the court changed.

The fatty three are disdainful and contemptuous, while the two women are unwilling, desperate, but full of helplessness.

In their eyes, Mo Qiu is just a doctor who has no power to restrain the chicken, and has no power to fight back against the three fierce thugs.

To make this choice is also as it should be by rights.

But in my heart, it is inevitable that I am a little disappointed.

Mo Qiu lowered his head, and said nothing after the sound, as if he had no face to see people.

"For the doctor's sake, get out!" Fatty sneered disdainfully and waved his hand to indicate that he could leave.

He sees a lot of people like this.

Don't say that you may not know each other well, even if you are close to brothers or husbands and wives, you will only care about yourself when a disaster strikes.

"many thanks, many thanks!" Mo Qiu hurriedly nodded and said thanks, trotting towards the outer sect direction.

The old man stood not far away with his hands and looked at Mo Qiu's back and shook his head slightly:

"It's the shame of Xinglin...Liu Ye be careful!"

In the middle of the conversation, he suddenly shouted loudly, his eyes widened, as if he had seen an incredible scene.

But I saw Mo Qiu in the running direction, passing by the middle of fatty and youngster.

Just after passing by the two of them and disappearing from sight, his expression changed.

From lose one's head out of fear, to somber and cold, it's like changing one person.

At the same time, both arms suddenly stretched left and right.

Like a flying swallow spreading its wings, its movements are gentle and gentle, like a swallow flying across the sky, with an extraordinary speed.

Slow and rapid, at this moment, a perfect coordination is formed, and it is frightening to fall in the eyes of the old man.

killing intent!

Mo Qiu shook his left hand gently, and the ironwood sword hidden in his sleeve came out. With just a light stab, it penetrated the youngster's neck, and pierced into the throat from the back of the neck and came out like nothing .

Sword in the sleeve!

The right hand dagger is swiftly racing, the sound of'si si' breaking through the air is still in my ears, and a little bit of cold star has already covered the fatty.

Swallows divide water!

One breath and seven flashes!

Shadow Splitting Sword was created by a woman. She is not good at being fierce, good at dexterity and swift, and suddenly broke out ultimate moves at close range. Even if it is a bone forging expert, Mo Qiu does not believe that the other party can avoid it.

Fatty is clumsy and can't hide herself.

He didn't hide either.

"Ah!"

With a loud roar, the fatty suddenly lowered his head under the stimulation of the killing intent behind his head, and his right hand fished back.

He chose to protect his neck with his hands.

"pu!"

The dagger tore the flesh of the back of the hand, cutting off an ear continuously, and slanting across the fatty cheek.

" 呲……"

The sword shadow flashed away, Mo Qiu's body tensed, frantically retreated, avoiding his waving arms.

This fatty skin is tenacious terrifying, he has used Dragon Snake Strength, and it still feels extremely laborious.

It's like cutting a tiger's skin with a blunt knife. Every inch of advancement is difficult and jerky.

Of course.

His surprise attack was not without merit.

"Ah!"

Fatty screamed and covered his face, roar towards the sky, blood flowed across his five fingers, a fierce crack in his cheek, and an eyeball was cut away from it.

"Ah!"

"My eyes! My eyes!"

Amidst the roar, the fatty body shook, in a way that did not belong to him. The speed of this body type rushes towards Mo Qiu.

Looking at it from a distance, it is like an angry violent bear, spreading its arms to cover a large area fiercely forward.

"go die for me!"

Mo Qiu face changed, hurriedly flashed to one side.

But the movement method that didn't want to be fatty also changed abruptly, suddenly changed its direction in a sudden, and patted it fiercely with a palm.

The rapid change of direction did not affect his movements at all, but was able to take advantage of his strength to explode.

Footwork?

Mo Qiu suddenly had this idea in his mind, and the opponent's big hand had already come close.

Fatty palm is fierce, powerful as a mountain, and the flesh on the palm is tight, like a white jade.

Obviously, this is a not weak hand.

"hmph!"

Mo Qiu snorted in his mouth, not in a hurry to see dodge, stomped on his feet, and all of his strength suddenly gathered.

The strength first rushed to the left foot, with a shock, and then rushed to the right hand, the swallow rushed out of the water.

Dragon Snake Strength!

One breath and seven flashes!

"Bah!"

With the blessing of Dragon Snake Strength, the sharp point of the sword pierced into the palm of the fatty, but a wave of giant strength also blasted over.

The strength of this force is far beyond his imagination.

"Peng!"

Mo Qiu's body shuddered, his throat became sweet, and his whole body flew off the ground and landed several meters away.

The dagger also stays in the palm of fatty.

"Ah!"

Fatty was pierced in the palm of her hand, and she was also uncomfortable. She screamed and bit out her dagger and rushed again.

The mouth is even more roaring:

"little bastard, dare to sneak attack me, go to death!"

Mo Qiu struggled to get up, shaking his hands , Several ironwood swords are shot in succession by the method of the sword in the sleeve.

But, it's useless!

The fatty skin is rough, and the ironwood sword flew out with just a light wave of his big hand.

The sharp blade can't even hurt his skin.

"Dead!"

Three steps turned into two steps and rushed forward. Fatty smiled and slapped out a slap, and saw a cloud of red smoke suddenly exploded in front of her eyes.

Medicine, which was dozens of times more choking than chili powder, hit his head and covered his face, making him instantly stiff.

next moment.

"Ah!"

The inhuman screams sounded. Fatty covered her face with one hand and retreated frantically, her nose and saliva flowed across her face, her eyes could not see things, her body Swinging back and forth, directly collapsing a wall.

This guy is inhuman with rough skin and strong muscles and bones. He is also equipped with martial arts. Fortunately, his brain is not very good.

Until then, Mo Qiu was relaxed, struggling to get up and look at the old man on the side.