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Chapter 252 Chronicle of Sanatorium

Qing Huan, who was so wrapped up that he couldn't see his true face, moved, he clenched the long sword in his hand, his gentle and jade-like appearance could no longer stop the evil thoughts he had hidden in his heart for a long time.

"Mo, Zi, Shu." The words that had been on his lips and teeth for a long time burst out one after another.

"Oh." Mo Zishu didn't have much confidence, she raised her brows, and her eyes were sharp: "Are you going to kill me again!"

Xu Qingyi was surprised, how could the eldest brother dote on Mo Zishu, a lawless and crazy girl, and kill him? Even if the eldest brother died, he would never let Mo Zishu be harmed.

The situation took a turn for the worse.

Qing Huan, who was about to move his long sword, lowered his head, a gash was opened in his abdomen, dripping with blood, and when he turned his head, he was unexpectedly attacked by an extremely short man.

Qinghuan raised his sword and rushed out with a low growl.

Mo Zishu heaved a sigh of relief. She leaned halfway on Xu Qingyi, rubbed her eyes, and slapped Qin Yu's hand holding the pen away. The pen was sent in a bit more, which made Xu Qingyi gasp. .

"Is this the enemy you mentioned?" Mo Zishu asked.

Qin Yu next to him touched the place where he was photographed, his eyes flickered, he quickly pulled out the black pen, and threw it out of the window.

A small hole was smashed out of the glass, and there were no cracks around the small hole, which showed how much force was used and how precise Yu's control of force was.

Xu Qingyi was so moved that he wanted to hit someone, the smile on his face almost collapsed: "No, they didn't show up tonight, but they probably won't show up again in the future."

"Mr. Qingrong, who has no plans to spare, also has this time." Mo Zishu pulled out the stranded needle in his hand: "What should we do next, whether to go out or wait here."

"You can't go out." Xu Qingyi shook his head: "Those people are elusive, staying in the ward is absolutely safe."

"Have you seen Dr. Qin?"

Qin Yu said: "I've seen it twice, one seems to be of foreign origin, has blond hair and blue eyes, is extremely strong, and has used spells; the other seems to be wearing a windbreaker, has used firearms, and is good at close combat."

Mo Zishu's heart skipped a beat, and she rubbed the bracelet uneasily, hoping it wasn't what she thought.

"But I can't see the face clearly."

Xu Qingyi pondered: "I've seen them many times. They seem to be looking for something. There are also two people with long hair, as if they came from ancient times. One of them is aggressive, and the other is watching with his hands behind his back. The two of them even had internal strife."

Mo Zishu subconsciously said, "Is there another one with deep laugh lines at the corner of his eye?"

"The one with the smile lines on his face, I haven't seen him make a move before." Qin Yu glanced at Mo Zishu who looked uneasy, "Both times, he acted alone."

"How many people appear together every time?"

Xu Qingyi, who had seen it many times, nodded, and he added: "Sometimes they divide labor and cooperate, and sometimes they fight. They don't seem to have a very good relationship, and they should be an extremely unstable alliance."

Mo Zishu didn't know what to say, so she simply lay down on the bed and turned over several times in agitation.

"Pray they don't come."

"You know each other?" Qin Yu rolled up the quilt for the messy-haired girl on the bed, and buried her head in it as if not to let her escape: "Do you have friendship?"

Of course there is friendship.

They are all my mistresses.

Xu Qingyi and Qin Yu's backs turned cold when Mo Zishu's complex eyes looked at them, and they looked at each other, suppressing the doubts in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)