Chapter 303 Missing 2

  Gu Qingmo took out the medicinal pill and gave it to Yan around, but the little girl refused to eat it. She grabbed the corner of Gu Qingmo's clothes and begged her to save Helian Yuzhi.

"I see."

  Yan sighed in relief when he heard Gu Qingmo's answer, and passed out directly.

  Most of the sects are trained disciples and absolutely cannot eat anything while in a coma.

   Especially the Misty Asgard, after all, they are all female disciples. In order to prevent these little girls from being disadvantaged, the palace masters of the Misty Asgard were all heartbroken.

  Gu Qingmo tried the medicine pill, and sure enough, it couldn't go in. Even if Yan Laorou passed out, his teeth would be clenched tightly.

  Gu Qingmo could only put away the medicinal pills, and used trauma medicine to treat the wound to Yan Zhuozhuo.

   Mo Chuli saw that Gu Qingmo was going to apply medicine to Yan Rao, and since it was medicine, it would definitely touch the other person's skin.

   I was able to endure the medicine just now, but now I really can't bear the medicine.

  Mo Chuli grabbed Gu Qingmo's arm, "Master, let the disciples come."

  Gu Qingmo looked at his apprentice's increasingly beautiful face, and was silent for a while, "Go find a female apprentice for medicine."

   Mo Chuli released Gu Qingmo and hurried to find the surviving disciples.

   Not long after, Mo Chuli slipped back one.

   This disciple didn't seem to be hurt, but the mental shock was too great.

  Gu Qingmo frowned slightly as he looked at the disciple's appearance.

   "Come and give medicine to your senior sister." Mo Chuli stuffed the medicine bottle into the disciple's hand.

  The female disciple stared blankly at Mo Chuli, and saw the unconscious Yan Ruorou.

  Yan Raorao is worthy of being the only direct disciple of the Misty Asgard. Although he is still young, he has the most determined mind.

   The way the female disciple wrapped the medicine around Yan was gentle and gentle, for fear of hurting her.

   Just looking at the scars on Yan Ruorou's body, the traces that could be fatal if they were just a little bit short, the gloomy eyes gradually filled with water.

  Gu Qingmo didn't care about the female disciple, but walked around with Mo Chuli in the Misty Asgard to observe the situation.

   Mo Chuli saw that Gu Qingmo's face had subtle expressions, but every expression seemed to be indifferent to everything in front of him.

  Even, seems to have known it for a long time.

"Master," Mo Chuli didn't dare to confirm whether the Gu Qingmo in front of him was fake, shouldn't they first confirm the seal or re-seal at this time, why are they hanging around here, "Are we going to Inform the other sects to be stationed in the Misty Asgard?"

  Gu Qingmo glanced at Mo Chuli lightly, "No need."

   "Why?" Mo Chuli was puzzled. The power of these five seal formations were mutually replenishing and maintaining balance. Once one of them fell, the other four would not collapse directly, but their power would be greatly reduced.

   To the last two, as long as you destroy one of them, the other will also collapse due to being unbalanced.

   In other words, although there are five seal formations, in fact, it is enough to destroy four.

  Gu Qingmo took a deep look at Mo Chuli without explaining, "Let's go to another place to see."

   Gu Qingmo, who has emotion, is very strange, so strange that he can't understand what she is thinking even more than before.

   Mo Chuli always felt that this had a lot to do with him.

  Why, Gu Qingmo is not worried about the seal at all?

   The two walked around the Misty Asgard, and there were not a few disciples who survived.

  The Third Demon Lord is an absolute martial arts faction, he will only fight against people who are equal to or stronger than him.

   Those who are weaker than him, he never cares.

  The reason why so many disciples survived in the Misty Asgard is entirely because the third devil has no interest in the weak.

  The weak, take a blow from him, and it all depends on luck.

   There is no need to make up the knife, he doesn't care at all.

   Probably the difference in strength was too great, which caused these disciples to be impacted.

  The world of self-cultivation for nearly a hundred years has been too comfortable, so comfortable that these children are unable to lead the way.

  Gu Qingmo felt a little pity when he saw this tragic scene.

   But, it's just a pity.

   "Chu Li, distribute the medicinal pills to them."

   "Yes, Master."

   Mo Chuli had a lot of medicinal pills on his body, especially low-level medicinal pills, which were given to Gu Qingmo by Le Qingyan over the years.

   The number of people who were stationed became more and more, and then Gu Qingmo gave all these but to Mo Chuli.

  Mo Chuli didn't forget to observe their state and expressions when he was giving out the pills.

   "Master, what are we going to do next?" Mo Chuli suddenly thought of a question, why didn't Gu Qingmo go to the battlefield immediately.

  You know, it's been two months since they woke up.

   They both knew where each other was for the past two months, but they never met.

   "Master..."

"Um?"

  Mo Chuli pursed his lips and pulled Gu Qingmo, who was a little confused, into a room.

  The room is much better than outside, at least there are no dead bodies.

  Gu Qingmo raised his eyes and looked at the man who trapped himself between the door panels, with smooth facial lines, long smooth black hair, and those dark eyes.

   looks exactly the same as the previous life, but the temperament has changed.

   "Chuli, what's wrong?"

  Mo Chuli slowly lowered his head and looked directly into Gu Qingmo's eyes, "Master, are you feeling unwell?"

   "Why do you say that?" Gu Qingmo can be said to be at his best now. Not only is his soul complete, but his previous life's cultivation is slowly coming back.

   "Disciple... Disciple is just wondering, what was Master doing in those two months?"

   Otherwise, why waste so much time.

  Gu Qingmo never swerves when he speaks, and a slight smile rises on his always indifferent face, "I'm a teacher—I'm thinking of you."

  Gu Qingmo's voice always treads on the boundaries of indistinguishable males and females, and the clear and cold voice will make people feel unattainable, but now it only brings a little emotion, it seems to be arousing people's hearts.

   Itchy, like feathers tugging back and forth on the tip of the heart.

   Mo Chuli blushed instantly, and Gu Qingmo, who has a soul, is actually sultry!

   "Master, you are cultivating the ruthless way." Mo Chuli resisted the urge to kiss and said with a stern face.

   "What about the ruthless way?" Gu Qingmo smiled lightly, and the whole person softened.

  Mo Chuli lowered his head a little bit, his forehead resting on Gu Qingmo's forehead, "Master knows the mind of the disciple, why does he tease the disciple like this?"

   "Can't you?"

  Mo Chuli was choked for a moment, "Yes, of course, but is it appropriate now?"

Gu Qingmo narrowed his eyes, put his hand on Mo Chuli's face, and carefully described his eyebrows, "The battle between the fairy and the devil is bound to happen, and blood flow into a river is also what Heavenly Dao expects. We can't keep people, we can only keep the people around us, and the one I want to keep the most is you."

  Gu Qingmo opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but when he heard the deafening thunder, he couldn't help sneering, "Can't you say..."

   I'm going to be busy again tomorrow, there are so many practical trainings at school.

   Packing up...

  

  

   (end of this chapter)