The correct way to slap the face quickly

There was silence in the hall. No one thought that Mo Ran would be so merciless and hit Ling Aotian in the face. Not only that, but he also rubbed his face on the ground.

After Ling Aotian vomited blood, Ling Xiao immediately rushed forward to check Ling Aotian's injuries. Ling Aotian looked at his son beside him, while suppressing the blood that was still rising, he patted the back of Ling Xiao's hand twice comfortingly. Down.

How could Ling Xiao not see that Ling Aotian was trying hard to suppress the injury? He was furious at this moment and turned his head to look at Mo Ran, who was still sitting on the chair and looking at them with red eyes, smiling.

At this time, Ling Xiao was like a lion that had lost its mind. It was very likely that it would pounce and bite the enemy in the next moment.

Wuyou saw Ling Xiao being so anxious, and thinking about how they had gotten along these days, she told herself in her heart that the right and wrong had not yet been decided, whether it was Ling Jian Sect or not was another matter, and now she didn't want to see Ling Xiao so sad.

So Wuyou stood up gently, walked to Ling Xiao and Ling Aotian, reached out from his sleeve and took out a white porcelain bottle, which was the holy healing medicine of Shangqing Palace - Nine Partridge Pill.

"It's better to heal my uncle's injuries first. This is the Nine Partridge Pill of Shangqing Palace, which is very effective for internal injuries." Wuyou's voice was like a clear spring, soothing Ling Xiao's angry heart and gradually regaining his sanity.

"Thank you, Saint." Ling Xiao glanced at Wuyou gratefully, took the Nine Partridge Pill that Wuyou handed over, and gently opened the lid of the porcelain bottle. A strong medicinal fragrance floated out, and he gently poured out a potion. grains and fed them into Ling Aotian's mouth.

Ling Aotian felt much better from his injury after taking the Nine Part Pills. He nodded to Wuyou and said, "Thank you, Saint."

Wuyou shook his head and said: "The right and wrong have not yet been decided. Leader Ling should be at ease."

Ling Aotian looked at Mo Ran and nodded. Wuyou turned his head to look at Mo Ran, only to see that Mo Ran was looking at her with a smile. Mo Ran's eyes seemed to have a special light that could shine directly into people's hearts, making everyone feel sad. You are also a little evasive.

"Miss Mo Ran, although this is the testimony of these people, there is no guarantee that it is suspected of setting up the blame, so we should consider it in the long term." Wuyou said softly.

Mo Ran shrugged and said nonchalantly: "You don't have to tell me that. I'm not interested in who killed the people in Longjiabao. I just came to listen and express my own opinions."

Turning around and seeing Ling Aotian's condensed face, Mo Ran continued: "It's just that some people had a guilty conscience and planned to kill someone when they heard someone questioned. However, they just kicked the iron plate and were taught a lesson in return."

"Miss Mo Ran, our Ling Jian Sect and the girl have no worries in the past and have no hatred in the near future. Why do you insist on biting my Ling Jian Sect?!" Ling Xiao said to Mo Ran while biting his molars.

Mo Ran shook his head, looked at Ling Xiao seriously and said: "A brain is a good thing. I hope you have it. The person who testified against you Ling Jian sect is a killer and your third elder. What does it have to do with me? Don't mess with this shit basin." buckle."

Ling Xiao was speechless when Mo Ran said, yes, she did not control everything, but why did the third elder suddenly backtrack when he was clearly doing well before?

"Miss Mo Ran, you should be careful and don't verbally insult Young Master Ling." Wuyou said feeling unhappy when he heard what Mo Ran said about Ling Xiao.

Mo Ran suddenly realized, picked up the fan and covered his mouth with a smile: "Oh, oh, oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that Young Master Ling is our saint's favorite, please forgive me!"

When Ling Aotian heard what Mo Ran said, he thought of Wuyou helping them just now. Now he looked at the expressions of Wuyou and Ling Xiao. Although they were a little annoyed, they didn't feel angry after being slandered, and his heart suddenly turned around. Eight turns.

Wuyou frowned and said, "Miss Moran, don't talk nonsense!"

Mo Ran gave everyone present a tacit smile and said nothing. Others gradually discovered that the relationship between Saint Wuyou and Ling Xiao seemed indeed different from the previous days.

"The Bronze Sect will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly. Please rest assured, we will discuss the martial arts conference next." The leader of the Bronze Sect stepped forward to smooth things over, even if this matter was overturned.

Everyone in the room was discussing how to hold the martial arts conference, who should be invited, and where it should be held. Mo Ran didn't care about these, so she didn't say anything during the whole process.

Although she didn't speak, she was still the focus here. For no other reason than she was afraid that she would be unhappy and start a fight again. There really was no one here who could control her.

"Look, you scared these people. Those little eyes are always drifting towards you intentionally or unintentionally. You have become possessed by the King of Hell. I'm afraid you won't be able to get married in the future." Mo Qi stood leisurely behind Mo Ran, teased.

Mo Ran curled his lips, played with the fan in his hand and said, "How do you know these people are not deceived by my beauty, so they always look at me intentionally or unintentionally."

"It's up to you to believe this. With your terrifying force level, how serious is it to fall in love with you? If you look at Wuyou, you're hooked up with Ling Xiao." Mo Qi glanced at Wuyou and said. .

Although Wuyou and Ling Xiao didn't sit close to each other, the two of them always made eye contact from time to time, allowing those who didn't know anything to notice something fishy.

Mo Ran curled his lips and said: "One of them has no eyes, and the other has a big heart and no brains. They are just a pair. I don't envy them, but I'm afraid Wuyou will be plotted in the future."

"Huh? What?" Mo Qi was curious. Wuyou was the favorite disciple of the Lord of Shangqing Palace. She was directly canonized as a saint. It was obvious how high her status was in the martial arts world. Why did she say that she was being plotted against?

Mo Ran said with a charming smile: "The martial arts conference is coming soon. If the Lingjian Sect wants to get the Wanren Sword, it must get the top spot, or get the person who gets the top spot."

"What does that have to do with Wuyou? How can you let someone take away your martial arts strength if it's worth participating in a martial arts conference?" Mo Qi didn't believe that Mo Ran would see the excitement and not join in.

Mo Ran shook his fan and said: "They will definitely not let me participate so smoothly. They may use some dirty tricks. Without me, Wuyou is the best candidate. Even if Ling Xiao can't get it, as long as Wuyou doesn't get it by then, If you are a person from Lingxiao, then everything will be solved naturally."

"Maybe they want to defeat you openly." Mo Qi guessed.

Mo Ran glanced at him and said: "Do you think the force we have shown in the past two days is worth it, do they still stupidly come up to us? Come up and wait to be beaten?"

"Uh..." Mo Qi thought about it, and Mo Ran was right. They had indeed been somewhat invincible in the past two days.

Mo Ran smiled and said: "If your brain capacity is small, go back and recharge it, or add some memory."

"Don't go too far!" Mo Qi said angrily.

"Ha ha!"