Cultivation through the farm gate

As soon as the water touched Mo Qingcheng's dry and thin lips, it was like meeting water in a desert, and he immediately wanted to drink that bowl of water into his stomach.

Seeing that he was drinking in a hurry, Mo Yu reminded: "Master, drink slowly."

After drinking a bowl of water, Mo Qingcheng felt that his throat was not so uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Mo Yu poured another bowl over.

After drinking two bowls of water in a row, Mo Qingcheng stopped.

After drinking two bowls of water, I became more awake.

Mo Qingcheng looked around for a week, rubbed his aching forehead and asked, "Where is this?"

"Master Hui, this is Jufu Town, and we are now in Huichun Hall."

After Mo Yu finished speaking, she pursed her lips and wanted to say something.

"If you have anything to say, just say it!" Mo Qingcheng knew what he was going to say without even thinking about it.

"Master, your illness this time is more serious than before, and..."

Mo Yu looked at Mo Qingcheng and continued, "And Mr. Zeng said that you won't survive the next attack."

"Oh! It doesn't matter."

After hearing this, Mo Qingcheng said with a look of indifference.

In this world, apart from his mother's sincerity to him, who in the family would not wish for him to die early?

"..." Mo Yu didn't speak after hearing this.

After a while, he said: "Master, there is one more thing that my subordinates haven't said yet."

"What's the matter?" Mo Qingcheng said.

"Master Zeng and Brother Yun, I don't know where to find a girl who said that she can help you suppress your illness, I don't know if it's true or not, but after she treated the master, you woke up faster than before. A lot."

Mo Qingcheng frowned, which reminded him of the attack two months ago. The first day he had the attack, he woke up the next morning.

"How long have I slept?"

"Last night to tonight."

"And when that girl treated the master, it was around noon today."

Is it true? …

"Where is he?" Mo Qingcheng's tone was a little excited.

Mo Yu didn't realize what was wrong in his words, so she told him what she heard today: "In the inn next door, I heard that she has already bought it there, and I don't know what a little girl would do to buy an inn ?”

The money given to her back then was enough for her to buy an inn.

But it's not easy to make a conclusion, after all, people haven't seen each other yet.

"Oh, by the way, master, I asked Mo Feng to cook the porridge, and my subordinates will bring it now."

"En." Mo Qingcheng nodded, after sleeping for a day and almost two nights, he was indeed a little hungry.

Not long after Mo Yu went out, Mo Feng, Mo Yun and Zeng Guangyao all ran over.

Several people said something, which was mostly what Mo Yu said.

But when Zeng Guangyao said that the girl was Murong Yue, Mo Qingcheng felt a little doubtful, and finally confirmed that it was the little girl who rescued him two months ago.

At that time, he knew that Murong Yue was good at medicine, but he didn't expect to be able to suppress his old illness, which made him even more interested in Murong Yue.

But don't worry, after all, he has to suppress his illness every month, and he has plenty of time to slowly discover her difficulties.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously.

Fortunately, the lights were relatively dim, so Mo Yun and the others didn't notice Mo Qingcheng on the bed, and just smiled.

Otherwise, you will be surprised to find that Mo Qingcheng is in a better mood than ever.

After Mo Qingcheng finished eating the porridge Mo Yu brought, he fell asleep again not long after.

Silent all night.

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The next morning, Mo Qingcheng had regained his physical strength, and he was much better mentally.

After all, it wasn't an injury caused by beatings and killings, not to mention that Murong Yue washed his whole body with white elements, and he will heal naturally the next day.

Although there is an old disease, when there is no attack, the person is still normal.

Moreover, Mo Qingcheng is a martial arts practitioner, and his body is more than twice as strong as that of ordinary people.

"Master, don't you want to rest for a while?" Seeing that he got up so early, Mo Yun asked worriedly.

"It's okay." Mo Qingcheng said.

"The master washes up first, and the subordinates go down to prepare breakfast."

"En." Mo Qingcheng nodded.

Mo Yun exited the room, closed the door by the way, and went to prepare breakfast.

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