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Chapter 108 0.5.3 The Lord
"Now, get out of here immediately!" He Zhaosheng yelled loudly, with a slight movement of his hand, a long sword came out in response: "Don't force me to do it."

He Chaosheng's arrow sleeve is really a walking arsenal, from long swords to swords, isn't it?

In order to save himself from suffering, Mu Luo had no choice but to follow He Chaosheng and awkwardly walk to He Chaosheng's side.

She was like a dingy mouse, forced to walk beside the cat, feeling uncomfortable all over, and at the same time, her vigilance was gradually expanding.

"The organs designed by Murong Yin are very complicated and require the cooperation of two people. No matter what, one person can't get out." , and suffered a lot.”

Mu Luo smiled perfunctorily and said, "Oh, since you can't go out alone, who did you go out with last time?"

Mu Luo just asked casually, and didn't intend to ask He Chaosheng to answer her.

However, He Chaosheng stopped in earnest, and said in a obviously depressed mood, "It's Qianqian... I remember that there is a piece of jasper on the last wall, which is a very troublesome checkpoint."

"You really can't leave her anywhere." As Mu Luo said, she suddenly felt a tightness in her chest. She covered her chest and coughed twice, only to find that the wound on her arm hadn't healed, and the blood was still flowing ...

"System, what's going on..."

Mu Luo nervously looked at the lit system.

[System: My dear host, please calm down.It's just that you haven't eaten well recently, and your quick recovery ability is limited, either... eat something now to replenish some energy, or find someone to repair your arm, otherwise your wound will not heal . 】

"What's the matter with you? Hurry up." He Chaosheng pulled Mu Luo's arm and said, "You are a heretic, you don't feel pain at all, so don't put on such a weak posture!"

"Dog, do you think heretics are immortal?" Mu Luo shook his wound in front of He Chaosheng's eyes and said, "As you can see, my recovery ability has reached its limit, and there is no way to stop the bleeding now ... If you still want to go out, find a way to help me."

"Oh, as a heretic, this is the limit? Then you are really weak." He Zhaosheng still smiled wantonly and mockingly, which made Mu Luo feel that she was born to be belittled by He Chaosheng.

"Okay, General, if you don't want to help, please wait for me." Mu Luo rolled up his sleeves completely, revealing the hideous wound. It looked a bit uncomfortable, but fortunately, it didn't hurt much.

Mu Luo held his sleeves with his mouth, but a few unruly strands of hair had to hang down to cover the wound.

These hairs made Mu Luo very anxious, and gradually began to lose patience.

"Are you trying to kill yourself? You don't even know how to treat a wound. How did you survive the heresy until now?" He Chaosheng pulled her arm roughly, and after a brief glance, he stretched out his hand directly towards her. Mulo's skirt.

"You! Don't, don't...don't pull your belt!"

"You are not bleeding now, and you will be the one in shock in a while, and then you can report directly to Hades."

He Chaosheng easily tore a few pieces of fabric from Mu Luo's skirt, and pulled off a relatively strong belt, stood short with a sword, and bandaged her wound in two or three strokes, very skillfully.

"You can't die now, but if you get injured again, I won't guarantee it."

While talking, He Zhaosheng took Mu Luo's hand. When he took that hand again, he suddenly felt a little cold in his palm. He looked down, but saw a little blood on Mu Luo's palm, like a needle left. under the traces...

He just bandaged the big wound on Mu Luo's arm casually, but he stared at the dry mouth on Mu Luo's palm for a long time...

"When did you..." He Zhaosheng lowered his head and said to himself, "Is that the little mute next to Murong Yin? What is she going to do to you..."

Mu Luo didn't say a word, she recalled it carefully, it seemed that when Bailu helped her break the handcuffs, she seemed to feel a chill in her palm, but she didn't care.

He Chaosheng was silent for a while, and said, "I checked your life experience, Mu Luo, since you lost your left arm at the age of 13, you have been staying in the camp of heretics... and your age is not right, what are they suspicious of? "

Mu Luo looked at He Chaosheng in a daze.

This face really looks more and more familiar the more you look at it. Even if it is drawn like this, it still has a bit of charm, especially with the dim light in the dungeon, it seems that it can overlap with Qianqian many years ago stand up……

"Qianqian..." He Chaosheng reached out and touched the scars on Mu Luo's face.

Good guy, are you still here?The face is like this, and you can still scream, how hungry is the general?
Mu Luo clenched his hands tightly and didn't speak, but his eyes were full of resistance and disgust.

Maybe it was this kind of eyes that stimulated He Chaosheng, he even gave a wry smile and said, "Qianqian, you still hate me so much..."

Mu Luo couldn't help it, and said, "I'm Mu Luo."

"brush!"

The sword came out of its sheath and touched Mu Luo's neck. He Chaosheng said in a threatening tone, "I'll give you a chance to take back what you just said. Now...you are Qianqian!"

"Do you know, now is not the time to play this kind of game!" Mu Luo yelled.

And in the next second, she felt a chill on her neck, and the blade was stained with blood, flowing slowly along the blade...

At this time outside the dungeon, Murong Yin slapped the table, opened his eyes wide, and said, "What are you talking about! You said...Muluo is...how is it possible? I personally checked Qianqian's death. Even if the face is blurred, but the blood will not lie, the one who died must be Qianqian!"

Bailu put the red bottle in his hand heavily on the table, and gestured: "Blood can't lie, so what is it? It is impossible for two people in this world to have the same genes... What do you want from this bottle of blood?" Explanation?"

"Maybe it was just an accident..." Murong Yin frowned and said, "Maybe there is something wrong with the process of taking the blood sample, or...the built-in mechanism of heresy will affect the genes."

"You know that these things may be impossible." Bailu called out in an air of avoidance, and the movements of his hands became faster and faster: "She is back, shouldn't you be happy! The general will be very happy too, won't you? "

"No...you don't understand..." Murong Yin frowned and said, "I checked Mu Luo's information, she can't be Qianqian, she is the first one who doesn't match her age, Qianqian is older than He Chaosheng Seven years old, and Mu Luo is still one year younger than him, how is this possible! Before everything is settled, we can't let He Chaosheng have any hope, otherwise... everything will become chaotic."

Bai Lu has also learned a lot, she hesitated, and said slowly: "Master Murong, tell me...is there a possibility that there is a kind of sacred stone that can save Qianqian girl from that day..."

Murong Yin kept shaking his head, he was very sure that no one could save Qianqian that day.

(End of this chapter)