The Almighty Female Supporting Role of Quick Transmigration is in training

Chapter 545: In the World of Martial Arts, My Wife Should Be Self-improving (16)

Hearing the movement came from behind the bookshelf, Li Yu shattered the bookshelf with his internal force, and as the pieces of wood fell to the ground, there was no one behind the bookshelf.

"Meow!"

A black cat nimbly avoided the fallen bookshelf, barked at Li Yu a few times and jumped out of the window.

It turned out to be a cat.

Li Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and just as he was about to leave this place, he heard another slap, as if someone stepped on the wooden board, and Li Yu's nerves tensed up instantly.

Following the source of the sound, Li Yu slowly approached the diagonally opposite screen. He put his hand on the screen and tried to push it away, but unexpectedly, his neck was heavy, and a hand quietly grabbed his neck. Li Yu desperately wanted to Wanting to shake off that hand, he gathers his internal strength and strikes backward with a palm, but this palm misses, and Li Yu's eyes widen after the first palm misses, and he is about to land a second palm with lightning speed. However, this second palm also failed.

It was precisely because of the failure of the second palm that Li Yu realized that he was facing more than one thief.

There was no torch in his hand, and the servants all chased him out. Li Yu was the only one left in the study, but Li Yu was not afraid at all. He was very sure of his martial arts, and he was not afraid even in the dark. He grabbed the hand that was stuck around his neck, and with all his strength, he removed that hand. The owner of that hand could vaguely hear a muffled grunt, and then the hand that was pinching his neck disappeared.

"what!"

Li Yu raised his hand, and slapped the person behind him with a palm. He was full of confidence and thought that this palm would definitely hit, but it failed again. Li Yu, who was in a state of despair, slapped the air several times in succession. He overturned all the surrounding furniture, only to hear the window shatter with a bang, and two black figures jumped out of the window.

"Where are you going!"

Seeing this, Li Yu chased after him resolutely, but the thief's lightness kung fu was so good, Li Yu was lost in the pursuit!
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Lee House Garden
Under the shadow of a big tree, there were two people sitting cross-legged, and one of them was Luo Qinghuan. The big tree cleverly blocked the path, so that people passing by the path couldn't see the two of them at all.

Luo Qinghuan exercised, mobilized the few internal and spiritual forces in her body, and infused them all into the body of the person opposite, but the other party still had a pale face, and Luo Qinghuan, who had exhausted all the internal and spiritual forces in her body, had no choice but to stop With luck, she reached out and touched the other party's neck, and found that the other party's body had become very cold, and the neck was covered with cold sweat. The man sitting cross-legged in front of him was shaking all over, and a chill came from him in a short while. The top popped out.

Luo Qing sighed happily, and reached out to take off his mask. Under the silver mask was a pale and handsome face. Cold sweat dripped down his sharp jaw and wet his collar. Qing Huan realized that if he didn't do anything to relieve his symptoms, he would freeze to death here.

The person who suffered from sudden cold was none other than Mo Ye, the leader of the Demon Cult.

When she was in the study, Luo Qinghuan thought she had been discovered, but when she was about to fight to the death, Mo Ye suddenly hugged her waist from behind, brought her behind the screen, and then came behind Li Yu himself, He grabbed Li Yu's neck.

I thought that Mo Ye had the upper hand and could easily subdue Li Yu, but just when Mo Ye was about to strike, his cold symptoms suddenly broke out, so Li Yu caught the opportunity to slap him several times in a row.

Seeing this, Luo Qinghuan immediately pulled Mo Ye aside, avoided Li Yu's palms, and then grabbed Mo Ye's collar and led him out of the window.

Fortunately, Mo Ye's consciousness is still clear at the moment, the two of them can still escape if they can't fight now.

Finally escaping Li Yu's pursuit, Luo Qinghuan and Mo Ye hid in the garden.

Just when the two thought they were safe, Mo Ye fell down.

It took a lot of effort for Luo Qinghuan to help the big man up and sit with his back against the big tree, and passed on all the internal energy of his body, as well as a trace of spiritual energy that he had cultivated with great difficulty, but he still couldn't relieve Mo Mo. Ye's cold syndrome.

In desperation, Luo Qinghuan used small stones to set up a gathering formation around Mo Ye, and as the eye of the formation, she took the initiative to hold Mo Ye in her arms.

The formation was activated, and strands of spiritual power gathered into Luo Qinghuan's body through the spirit-gathering formation. Luo Qinghuan then used his mental power to sort out these spiritual powers into Mo Ye's body. Although the spiritual power was pitiful, bit by bit The drops of spiritual power were constantly nourishing Mo Ye's body.

Just like that, Luo Qinghuan hugged Mo Ye all night, and Luo Qinghuan didn't dare to close her eyes all night, for fear that her spiritual power would lose control or Mo Ye's cold symptoms would worsen.

It was dawn, and the man in his arms finally stopped shaking. He slowly opened his eyes, facing Luo Qinghuan's huge panda eyes, and couldn't help but froze.

"feelling better?"

Seeing that someone woke up, Luo Qinghuan yawned big, half-closed her eyes and looked at Mo Ye. Mo Ye was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.

Feeling a warm breath flowing in the meridians in his body, Mo Ye pursed his lips: "It was you——saved me."

"Ah—isn't this an agreement, I'll treat you and you will take care of me and Luo Ran," Luo Qinghuan patted her forehead in an attempt to wake herself up, and then said, "It happened suddenly, I only have this The method is up, and please don’t blame the master.”

"How can I blame you, I should thank you."

Mo Ye, who came back to his senses, smiled slightly, his peach blossom eyes sparkled with affection, he just looked at Luo Qinghuan without doing anything, but the atmosphere suddenly became a little ambiguous.

"Ahem, why is the leader here?"

This look is really - too seductive, even though she knew it was the effect of magic skills, Luo Qinghuan was almost deceived by his "affection".

Seeing Luo Qinghuan let go of her hand and avoid her gaze, the smile on Mo Ye's face widened a bit.

"Passing by."

A few black lines hung down Luo Qinghuan's forehead.

Passing by——Are you lying, 100% deceiving, can you help yourself even if you pass by?I'm afraid it's not passing by but waiting here on purpose.

"You really don't believe it."

"how did you find me?"

In the past two years, Mo Ye has known Luo Qinghuan a little bit. Luo Qinghuan is not someone who can be easily deceived, so Mo Ye doesn't intend to hide his purpose.

"When you left the magic palace, I guessed that you would come here, so I waited for you here for a long time, and as expected, you still can't forget what happened before."

Mo Ye's words left Luo Qinghuan speechless, so Luo Qinghuan had no choice but to change the subject.

"You dare to run out before you have recovered from the cold syndrome, I think you are tired of living!"

"With you here—will something happen to me?"

Hinting again?

(End of this chapter)