Where is the goblin in quick time travel

Chapter 199

"My lord, you haven't drunk today's herbal tea."

Mo Xiaoyao put Feng Ling's body down, walked to a corner of the tent as if nothing had happened, scooped out a scoop of unknown liquid from a wooden bucket, and then a blue light flashed in her hand, and the liquid gradually emitted white smoke , boiling up, making a cooing sound.

She poured the scalding liquid into the teacup and held it in Mo Jinyu's hands.Even in the dark, Mo Xiaoyao still walked steadily.She built every piece of earth and wood in this tent by herself, so how could she not be familiar with it?
Mo Jinyu looked at Mo Xiaoyao who was standing bent over her bed, pursed her lips, took the teacup in her hand, raised her head and drank the liquid in it, then looked at Mo Xiaoyao with full fox eyes , asked:

"Qianshi, are you blaming me?"

Mo Xiaoyao shook her head, "Master's decision is always right. Ever since Wen Shi followed Young Master, he will no longer use other people's eyes to judge right from wrong.

Since this Feng Ling is in the way of the master's eyes, it is the subordinate's responsibility to get rid of him.It's just that, after all, he had a deep affection for his subordinate, and asked his master to allow his subordinate to find a secluded place to bury him. "

Mo Xiaoyao respectfully took the tea bowl from Mo Jinyu, and then made a request.

Mo Jinyu's face once again made it hard to discern the joy and anger of the smile, then nodded and said: "Hurry up and come back."

From the beginning to the end, his gaze never fell on Feng Ling's face even for an instant.It seems that this person was not designed by him, and today's game is not arranged by him.

Mo Xiaoyao nodded, turned around and hugged Feng Ling, and the formula in her hand disappeared into the handsome tent in an instant. The spell she used was the speed-up curse given to her by the mother stone before she came to this world.

She carried Feng Ling's body to the bank of the Wangchuan River not far away, a light flashed in her hand, and the gourd ladle that scooped water for Mo Jinyu before appeared in her hand, and she raised her hand to scoop up a spoonful of water in the Wangchuan River The river water, and then he bit his finger and stirred in the spoonful of river water.

It wasn't until the color of the river water became bright red that she slowly bent down, crossed with her mouth, and forcibly fed the water mixed with her blood into Feng Ling's mouth.

It wasn't until the water in the ladle was exhausted that Mo Xiaoyao took out a roll of white cloth from his arms, and wrote an extremely touching love story on it.Stuffing it into Feng Ling's arms, Mo Xiaoyao looked at Kong Niao tenderly for the first time and smiled:
"In this life, I can only help you so far. After experiencing love and hate, forget everything that should be forgotten."

After she finished speaking, her figure gradually blurred and disappeared by the Wangchuan River.But at this time, Feng Ling, who was already damned, coughed and woke up leisurely.

On the other side, Mo Jinyu in the tent suddenly felt unbearable abdominal pain. He looked at Mo Xiaoyao who walked into the tent in disbelief, but his distorted expression was instantly relieved:

"Is this the end of your life?"

"Don't be afraid, my lord. This is not poison. It's just that your body is too weak. Now that you are expelling the toxin, you will naturally have unbearable abdominal pain. Although it is not a deadly poison, it will help you hide it from the heavens. Look, the people outside Jieyun is coming."

After Mo Xiaoyao finished speaking, his eyes suddenly burst into a brilliance that had never been shown in front of Mo Jinyu for many years:

"My lord, this catastrophe is over, and you will live a long life. Here is the soup that Wen Shi begged for from Granny Meng. If... it's really difficult, drink it and forget about it."

She said this nonsensically, but Mo Jinyu understood - she was saying goodbye to herself.But why did you bid farewell to yourself?Jieyun... Could it be that she wants to...

At this moment, Mo Jinyu's pale complexion was illuminated by the blue clouds rumbling from a distance, his heart trembled, he was never panicked - he didn't want her to die for himself, he didn't want her to leave him!
However, at this moment, he was suffering from the pain of washing his marrow and cutting his bones, and he couldn't say a word or make a movement at all.

He could only watch helplessly as Mo Xiaoyao smiled comfortingly at him, put down a gourd in his hand, and immediately jumped, the world outside the tent was filled with a loud bang.

Immediately afterwards, the majestic heavy rain mixed with the anger of destroying the world, seemed to be attracted by someone, and smashed towards the capital not far away.

　It's over, it's over... it's finally... over...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)