The Almighty Female Supporting Role of Quick Transmigration is in training

Chapter 535: In the World of Martial Arts, My Wife Should Be Self-improving (6)

The man in white seemed to have gone through a fierce fight. A few strands of wet black hair were still stuck to his cheeks, creating a strong visual conflict against his extremely white complexion. Because of the injury, the man's lips were also exposed Somewhat morbidly white, such a handsome man is enough to generate infinite daydreams even with his eyes closed.

Luo Qinghuan's gaze moved down, and she saw a jade tablet of excellent quality hanging from the man's waist. After taking it off, she found a big "银" character engraved on it.

There are not many men who can make Nan Wuyue pay so much attention to it, and with this "Ye" jade plaque, Luo Qinghuan can tell who the man on the bed is.

Mo Ye, the leader of the Demon Cult.

Realizing that the man in front of her is the leader of the Demon Sect, Luo Qinghuan saw Li Yu's ugly face in front of her eyes. The hatred in her heart surged, and she regarded the person on the bed as Li Yu, and her hatred controlled Luo Qinghuan. Qing Huan picked up the sword in Nan Wuyue's hand, and slowly raised it up. Fortunately, Luo Qinghuan regained her senses when the sword was about to fall.

The long sword fell to the ground, Luo Qinghuan clutched her chest and stepped back a few steps, her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, she was trying her best to endure the original owner's resentment, the person who caused the tragedy was Li Yu, not Mo Ye, if Li Yu was not Before going to hell, she can't be impulsive.

Not only would she not kill Mo Ye, but she would save him.

Isn't Li Yu the leader of martial arts?Didn't he threaten to destroy the Demon Cult to quell the turmoil in the Wulin? Then the leader of the Demon Cult can't just die like this. Luo Qinghuan needs Mo Ye to help him pull Li Yu, the leader of the Wulin, from power.

On one side, little Luoran was still sitting on the ground without knowing anything, and opened her eyes curiously, looking left and right. The cute appearance of the child made Luo Qinghuan's heart feel soft. The child was sent to the inner room, and then came out to treat the wounds of the two of them. After picking up Xiao Luo, Xiao Luoran stared straight at the man in white on the bed.

"Aran?"

Luo Qinghuan pinched the child's chubby little face, and then little Luoran shifted her gaze to her, and smiled happily at her, but at this moment, a low, hoarse and weak male voice came over Luo Qinghuan rang from behind.

"Here it is, there?"

Luo Qinghuan was startled, and turned around slowly, and saw that Mo Ye, who was still dying just now, had sat up from the bed with his arms propped up. He had a pair of extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes, and his pitch-black eyes were fixed on him. Looking in Luo Qinghuan's direction, Mo Ye froze for a moment when he saw Luo Qinghuan.

Peach blossom eyes are naturally romantic and always full of affection. Even though a man looks indifferent, when he looks at you, you always feel that his eyes are focused and focused, making you fall into his "affectionate" eyes inadvertently.

This is the phenomenon after practicing the secret books of the Devil's Cult. Both men and women will become breathtaking demons.

"Medical hall."

Luo Qinghuan was almost robbed of his sanity by the man's gaze, but fortunately at the last moment he came back to his senses with his strong mental strength. Mo Ye on the bed couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he saw this scene. The affected woman had a hint of interest.

"You—are you the doctor?"

Mo Ye was seriously injured and lacked strength to speak, so he could only lean on the back of the bed. However, he was very good at seeing people, and he recognized Doctor Luo Qinghuan's identity at a glance. Luo Qinghuan nodded, raised his foot and slowly approached he.

"I, now help you deal with the wound, you don't need it, don't..."

"Don't hurt you? Don't be afraid, doctor." Mo Ye smiled with affection in his eyes. Although he knew that the person in front of him was only unconsciously releasing his charm to her because he had practiced magic skills, Luo Qinghuan was still in a daze.

Picking up the cotton cloth and scissors on the table, Luo Qinghuan cut the cloth on his wound under Mo Ye's gaze. She could feel Mo Ye's gaze on her body, and she couldn't help being stiff all over. Luo Qinghuan was about to sprinkle white wound medicine on the wound, but at this moment her leg was suddenly hugged, Luo Qinghuan subconsciously looked down and found that it was Xiao Luoran.

Xiao Luoran crawled over. He hugged Luo Qinghuan's leg. It seemed that he was dissatisfied because Luo Qinghuan hadn't paid attention to him for a long time. Luo Qinghuan had to put down the things in his hands first. Holding the child, Mo Ye grabbed his arm.

Mo Ye stopped Luo Qinghuan's movements. Although he was not very strong due to injuries, Luo Qinghuan stopped subconsciously and saw Mo Ye approaching the child. Even though he was covered in blood, little Luo Ran Without the slightest fear, he stared at the man in front of him with wide eyes, seeing Mo Ye smiling at him, little Luo Ran also grinned loudly.

"This kid is like me," Mo Ye smiled lowly, a light flashed in his eyes when he looked at Luo Qinghuan, Luo Qinghuan subconsciously tensed up, only to hear Mo Ye continue, "Are you right, Li lady?"

Mo Ye he - he knows his identity? !

Luo Qinghuan's heart sank suddenly.

……

early morning
The sunlight passed through the wooden window and fell on the face of the sleeping woman lying on the bed, coating her skin with a layer of gold. The woman was awakened by the sunlight and slowly opened her eyes.

Already, is it morning?

Luo Qinghuan rubbed her eyes, and her first reaction was to look at Mo Ye on the bed. Because Mo Ye had too many wounds and the injuries were too serious, she did emergency treatment for Mo Ye last night. The medicine is also the most powerful medicine, with quick results but severe side effects, and ordinary people simply cannot bear the pain caused by such powerful medicines.

However, Mo Ye is not an ordinary person. For him, any pain can be tolerated. Luo Qinghuan's so-called powerful medicine is not as painful as when he was backlashed when he practiced magic arts.

After taking the medicine, Mo Ye closed his eyes and went to sleep. He seemed very relieved of Luo Qinghuan.

Besides Mo Ye, Luo Qinghuan also treated the wound of Nan Wuyue who was lying on the ground. Nan Wuyue's trauma was similar to Mo Ye's, being stabbed by various swords, but Mo Ye had serious internal injuries. That's why he passed out when he came to the hospital.

The first thing she did when she woke up was to check Mo Ye's injuries. Mo Ye's steady breathing showed that he was recovering and had no adverse reactions to her medicine. Luo Qinghuan felt relieved.

Little Luo Ran seemed to like Mo Ye very much, and fell asleep peacefully beside Mo Ye's pillow. Luo Qinghuan silently hugged the sleeping little Luo Ran.

Luo Qinghuan's head was as big as a bucket when she saw that Xiao Luoran was holding the jade token that she had pulled off Mo Ye's body at some point.

Could this be the legendary father-son connection? Little Luo Ran's intimacy and friendliness towards Mo Ye even made Luo Qinghuan a little jealous. She took out the jade card from Xiao Luo Ran's hand and put it on Mo Ye's pillow side.

(End of this chapter)