Time Travel and Love

The bloody and mangled state made Chu Qingmeng unable to hold back his anger, and he vomited with a "wow".

"Qingmeng!" Mo Liujin flew to Chu Qingmeng and hugged her as she was vomiting violently.

"Are you hurt?" Mo Yunting only glanced at Chu Qingmeng and then stood with Quan Si. This protective attitude made Quan Si glance at him without saying anything.

"It's okay, I just feel a little nauseous." Chu Qingmeng took a breath and answered weakly.

The explosion also alarmed Cang Ming's three men who were recuperating in the secret room.

"Oh, so it was this thing." Cangming finally knew what the Yuezhi Khan died of. When he looked at Chu Qingmeng again, besides murderous intent, there was also a hint of madness in his eyes.

Chu Qingmeng was stunned and shrank subconsciously.

"Don't be afraid." Mo Liujin stretched out his hand to block her behind him. Even though he knew he couldn't even withstand three moves from the opponent, he still held the sword tightly in his hand.

Cangming attacked suddenly, Quansi was the first to take the attack, Mo Yunting and Mo Liujin cooperated with each other to distract Cangming's attention for Quansi.

Since Cang Ming's left hand had just been blown off, the three of them tried their best and ended up fighting him to a draw.

A man in a dark-patterned black robe in the dark looked at Chu Qingmeng and breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his hand slightly, and the man behind him took the order and retreated. Not long after, the sound of fighting in the outer courtyard became louder, and many followers of the Moon God Cult suddenly vomited blood and died of poisoning. This made the several groups of people who came to rescue Chu Qingmeng feel much more relaxed.

But Cang Ming's three men also rushed over. The man in black in the dark didn't dare to let Chu Qingmeng be exposed in front of others, so he flew forward and wanted to take her away.

Chu Qingmeng reacted extremely quickly, the dagger that he always carried on his thigh instantly lashed out, slashing towards the man's neck. The man in black hadn't expected Chu Qingmeng to attack him, and with a slight movement, he dodged the knife.

At this time, Cang Ming's men had already rushed over. In desperation, the man in black clothes let go of Chu Qingmeng and attacked the man who was rushing over.

At this time, Mo Chenfeng, Qi Xiuheng and others had also arrived and joined the battle.

But even if Cang Ming and his companions were seriously injured, they were no match for these pampered people. Seeing that Cang Ming's sword was about to stab Mo Yunting, Chu Qingmeng suddenly released his coercive aura.

However, he had already used up most of his spiritual power in helping Shuang Cheng heal his injuries, and the pressure he was under was just a spent force. He couldn't hold on for a few breaths, and he felt dizzy and blood was flowing out of his mouth. But Cangming's pause gave Mo Yunting time to dodge.

Mo Liujin flew back to Chu Qingmeng's side, pulled her into his arms and stopped her, "I'll do it."

The overwhelming pressure attacked Cang Ming and the other three, and their movements began to become sluggish.

Quan Si was familiar with the process, "Nineteen! Move!"

"puff"

"puff"

……

The sound of swords piercing the body one after another.

Mo Liujin had almost completely dissipated his magical power by suppressing four people simultaneously. Cangming's previous attempt to break free had also caused him to suffer some backlash, and a fishy-sweet taste surged up his throat. Even as he stumbled, he still managed to hold the completely exhausted Chu Qingmeng in his arms.

"Father and Mother!" Mo Jiangqing and Mo Jiangche each supported one of them.

"My son!" Mo Chenfeng was also anxious. Looking at the two people vomiting blood, he didn't know what to do.

"Nineth!" Mo Yunting's hands trembled. Was it her fault that Cang Ming had just been beaten? The consequence of forcibly using magic power on a mortal body would probably be, "Backlash?!"

Quan Si stepped forward and checked the pulses of the two men, one on each side. "Son-in-law is fine, he just wasted some spiritual energy. Ninth Master..."

Seeing Quan Si frowning, Mo Liujin panicked, her inner elixir! He grabbed Chu Qingmeng and probed his magic power into her body.

"Don't..." Chu Qingmeng wanted to stop him, but her spiritual power was exhausted and she didn't even have the strength to speak.

But just as he found the inner elixir and before he could check it, he was beaten back by an unknown force.

"Puff!" This time Mo Liujin spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

"Ajin..." Chu Qingmeng also completely lost consciousness and fainted.

"Chujiu!!" Mo Yunting directly grabbed Chu Qingmeng. The blood drained from his face and his heart was shaking uncontrollably. Watching her fall in front of him was a completely different state of mind from later knowing that she had been to the gates of hell.

Mo Jiangche had never expected that he would suddenly take action to snatch Chu Qingmeng away, and he was still worried about Chu Qingmeng's injuries.

"Master Eleven! Put our master down! I have to give her an acupuncture!" Quan Si saw the ugly expressions of everyone present and hurriedly stopped them.

Mo Yunting stopped and hesitated for a moment, then knelt on one knee and let her lie half on him. "Give me acupuncture."

"Let Jiang Che support his mother when he gets promoted." Mo Chenfeng's face was not happy. Where would Eleven's actions put their reputation?!

Mo Liujue helped Mo Liujin over, and Jiang Qing and Jiang Che stepped forward and wanted to take Chu Qingmeng back directly.

Mo Yunting didn't say anything, but he tightened his grip around Chu Qingmeng's shoulders. He had lost everything: his home, Xiyue, and even his little Chujiu, who only had two years left. He was afraid that if he let go, the child would be gone. "Quan Si, give me acupuncture."

"Take the throne! Think twice!" Mo Liufang couldn't help it. Was he trying to force his wife away from me?!