Unscrupulous Enchantress: The Eldest Young Miss has Arrived! - Chapter 466

[Chapter 466]

Wei Mo smiled weakly, and a mouthful of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth: “Aqian, let me protect you occasionally.”

He, in fact, is very satisfied, because he finally protected her, even if he comes again a hundred times, a thousand times, he will still do it.

When he saw that someone was going against her, his body had already made a choice faster than his brain.

Lu Shiqian’s hands were covered in blood, scorching hot and bright red, staining his entire chest and the ground…

She was choked up in her heart, and she didn’t know how she felt, and it was overwhelming. She hurriedly took out the golden sore medicine from the storage bag to feed Wei Mo, but he was too injured, and the medicine could only replenish the blood he lost.

She looked at the immobilized Divine Sovereign angrily, and said coldly: “Today, I, Lu Shiqian, swear here, I will find out who is behind your scenes, and no matter what conspiracy you have, I will destroy it myself! I, Lu Shiqian, will report it. This hatred!”

She can not care about herself, but she must not care about the people who are under her escort!

The light from her bright eyes like a starry sky is like a shooting star, smashing into everyone’s heart!

People could not help but remain silent.

Some people just have a strong aura. When she laughs, it is like spring flowers blooming, when she cries, when the autumn wind sweeps the leaves, when she is angry, people fall into the cold winter invariably, and the forest is cold to the bottom.

Indeed, Lu Shiqian is such a person!

Wei Mo looked at Lu Shiqian quietly, his body hurt badly, but his heart was very sweet, he didn’t know how happy he was now, he saw it, he saw her angry for her, he saw her distress, and Now, he is still lying in her arms, what is there to be dissatisfied with, he is really happy!

“Ah Qian, ah Qian, I’m so happy…” He stretched out his hand to touch her face, but his strength was weak, and he couldn’t reach her face.

Lu Shiqian grabbed his hand and stroked his face, stroking a bloody handprint.

Her other hand trembled and grabbed out a bottle of medicine, she couldn’t stop his blood, so much, so violently.

She has to find a quiet place to use the fire of creation to heal him, she can’t let him have anything!

Summoned the phoenix bird and released Wei Mo’s healing skills again and again.

She picked up Wei Mo and walked to Dongshu College.

“Traitor, do you want to leave?” A young man stopped Lu Shiqian.

Lu Shiqian said coldly, “Whoever stops and kills whoever!”

She was covered in blood, and her murderous aura was awe-inspiring, like a god of murder!

People couldn’t help being swept away by this momentum and retreated a path.

The executor came over and threw a bottle of medicine: “This is the medicine of our world. It can heal bones and heal wounds.” After speaking, he took his people for a moment and disappeared.

Lu Shiqian caught the bottle of medicine and said, “Thank you.”

The god of death pulled the corner of Lu Shiqian’s clothes: “Master, what should I do with that person?”

Lu Shiqian said coldly: “Set him here forever, and let him see his own aging, decay and death with his own eyes.”

Death nodded: “Yes.”

This trick is so poisonous!

It just makes life worse than death!

Lu Shiqian didn’t want to stay here any longer. He tasted the medicine given by the executor.

Back at the academy, before they had time to explain a lot to them, they opened the barrier and started treatment.

Wei Mo’s face was like golden paper, and he was seriously injured. After all, he was just a superior god. It was fortunate that he was not shattered by the godhead. Even if the god of death stopped most of the man’s power, he was still seriously injured and died.

If it weren’t for Lu Shiqian’s super golden sore medicine hanging, if it weren’t for the medicine of the executor, Wei Mo would have been ecstatic by now.

The anger in her heart was indescribable, but Lu Diqian’s movements were very gentle. She gently put down Wei Mo, thought for a while, and reached out to undo his clothes.

Spreading out her palm, seven colors of orange, red, purple, cyan, blue, green, and yellow, the red of the soul danced around her, exuding a mysterious and unpredictable brilliance.

The fire of the soul can create all things, and the healing effect is self-evident.

But man is the spirit of all things, and the sophistication of his body and soul is difficult to describe. Although Lu Shiqian can control the fire of the soul, she is only making some dead objects. It is the first time to treat a living person. She is not nervous, especially this person is a close person she recognizes. She sank, no matter how worried she was at the moment, she had to be steady.

She put her hand on Wei Mo’s body and moved slowly.

The fire of the soul glowed brightly, in and out of his body, mending, healing.

“Well…” Wei Mo let out a soft moan.

Wei Mo was chaotic, and pictures flashed through his mind.

He was born with two bodies, and he didn’t know whether he occupied the soul of his brother (younger brother) or his brother (younger brother) when he was in his mother’s womb. He knew the existence of the other.

At that time, his family was a wealthy family, and besides him, there were many brothers, and he was not favored. When he was two years old, when another one of him appeared in front of his relatives, they kept calling him a “monster” in horror. Even if the mother gave birth to her, they were afraid of him, blamed him, scolded him, called him a monster . But, he really isn’t a monster, isn’t he!

When he was three years old, he was thrown into the snow, and he still remembers the coldness of being abandoned.

He didn’t know where he was going. At that time, he was young and didn’t know the concept of death. He only knew that his body was getting colder and colder.

Until a pair of hands took him out of the snow, the person who saved him smiled and said, “What a funny little guy, I want to make him a peerless genius.”

When he was five years old, he learned that the person who saved him was called Lijing.

Then, he studied spells desperately on a snowy mountain that was isolated from the world. At that time, he was desperate, just to make those who abandoned him regret it. This is particularly obvious in another him. .

It was not until the age of eighteen that his teacher, who was like a wild crane every day, gave him a pile of gold coins and a few magic stones to drive him down the mountain to pick the magic jade fruit. He lost his way and met her.