The Great Physician

Falling in Love with You (630bookla Chapter of The Great Physician)

The housekeeper, trembling with fear, knocked on Li Ruozhuo's door: "Chan, quickly bring your sister out dressed." Although her tone was still imperious, her voice was shaking.

Chan turned to Li Ruozhuo and said, "My sister is a wealthy and powerful woman, right? Nobody treats her like a sister, but I do. How can just anyone see my sister?"

Li Ruozhuo knew that Mo Li's henchmen were ruthless and merciless in killing people.

She stretched out her arm to Chan: "Get dressed."

Chan patted her sister's head tenderly: "Xinge's sister will never be humiliated."

Chan dressed Li Ruozhuo and pulled him out of the room.

By the light of the moon and the lamplight in the courtyard, Mo Li saw a pretty girl leading a girl of about ten years old to a spot not far from him.

The girl's shoulders trembled slightly, clearly indicating she was somewhat frightened.

The little girl stared at herself with her big, watery eyes, clearly afraid.

She wasn't afraid at all?

Mo Li sneered, "Which one is the older sister?"

The butler and his wife pointed at Li Ruozhuo.

Mo Li thought so too.

Chan suddenly mustered her courage and said, "My lord, my sister's body could not possibly offend you. You have never seen it before."

Mo Li coldly looked at Li Ruozhuo: "How old are you?"

Li Ruozhuo lowered his head, turned his palm over, and then held out all ten fingers: "Let's compare."

The housekeeper chimed in, explaining, "My sister is thirteen years old."

Chan pursed her lips secretly. How could she tell just anyone about her young age?

"Thirteen?" Mo Li reached out to touch Li Ruozhuo's head: "You're really good-looking. Sister does have some health problems."

Mo Li was a middle-aged man with thinning hair, especially his bald eyebrows, which had protruding lumps on his brow bone, making him look old and fierce.

He touched Li Ruozhuo's head and was so frightened that he lost his color and didn't dare to breathe.

Li Ruozhuo hugged Chan's waist but looked directly at Mo Li and said, "I'm scared, I'm scared."

Chan and Guan Niang, the couple, both thought we were afraid too.

Mo Li's companion stepped forward and reprimanded Li Ruozhuo: "You are not allowed to show courtesy to an adult."

Mo Li laughed loudly: "It's more like she's afraid. I thought she wasn't afraid of me. She's a fugitive. That Sister Li is really fierce."

Li Ruozhuo hugged Chan tightly around the waist and buried his head in Chan's arms.

The accomplice replied, "Yes, sir."

Then he asked the butler, "Has your sister ever died?"

The housekeeper hurriedly waved his hand: "Sister is perfectly fine. Her illness is congenital; she is somewhat mentally challenged, but she has no other problems and can eat and drink normally."

The housekeeper nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, she is a living person."

The accomplice looked somewhat disappointed and said to Mo Li, "Is it the Hou family? Could it be that Li Ruoyu really failed to summon the lightning and Li Ruozhuo didn't come back to life?"

Upon hearing the name Li Ruozhuo, Chan's eyes widened as if she had heard it somewhere before. She glanced down and secretly looked at the "sister" hanging on her waist. Was it her sister? Her name was Li Ruozhuo.

Mo Li went down to the Li family's courtyard again.

The time took a while.

He thought for a moment and sneered, "Whether or not someone can be brought back to life can be determined by testing with true energy. Even if Li Ruozhuo's martial arts level is high, his soul has just merged with the living, so he cannot control his true energy. There are no martial arts practitioners in this village. If someone is forced to leave a true energy mark by my true energy, then that means Li Ruozhuo has been reborn."

Lin Xiaojue felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

With Mo Li's sixth-level cultivation, all he needs to do is unleash her true essence imprint, and not only will those of lower levels be unable to withstand it.

Can't even beat him.

It can't be hidden no matter what.

Are we just left to wait for death?

Li Ruozhuo lay on Chan's chest, slowly closed his eyes, and used his fingertips to control his true energy, desperately trying to hold on and not be forced to ejaculate.

Mo Li held out his hands to reveal an empty space.

"Now." He crossed his hands up and down as if holding a ball in front of his chest.

In an instant, a reddish eagle mark appeared between his pale eyebrows, and a strong wind rose around him, the wind carrying warmth.

Chan and the others, feeling unsteady from the wind and their faces burning, began to retreat, calling out, "Sister!"

But Li Ruozhuo was still clinging to her. As she walked, Li Ruozhuo suddenly lost her support and fell to the ground. Her internal energy broke down and her brow was burning hot.

"Damn it." Li Ruozhu slumped to the ground, too ashamed to look up, thinking, "There's no escaping it."

Then a whooshing sound was heard: "Who goes there?" Mo Li shouted angrily.

Then came the sound of weapons being drawn one after another.

The suffocating feeling that made Li Ruozhuo want to vomit disappeared.

who is it?

Who broke Mo Li's skill?

It's equivalent to saving her life.

Li Ruozhuo turned around and saw a line of light flying towards Mo Li. The closer the line got to Mo Li, the clearer Li Ruozhuo realized it was a precious sword infused with true energy.

The sword's white surface was tinged with a hint of orange, making it exceptionally dazzling.

"A seventh-level expert!" someone in Mo Li's group shouted. "Sir, get out of the way!"

Mo Li swung his left hand and leaned to the right, using all his strength to barely dodge, but he still groaned inwardly, probably because he was injured.

Turning back, the sword swung back and stabbed at his back.

Their momentum had diminished and they were no longer as aggressive as before.

He leaped and dodged the sword in a flustered manner, then rushed towards the door of the west wing, whereupon it was sheathed.

"Who goes there? How dare you obstruct Wang Wei's investigation?" Mo Liren turned all her attention to the west wing, adopting a defensive posture.

Knowing that the other party was a seventh-level expert, they dared not step forward.

Chan Shi helped Li Ruozhuo up from the ground: "Sister, are you alright? Even if I hadn't abandoned you, I wouldn't have been able to control myself."

Li Ruozhu burst into tears.

Chan kept comforting her.

However, no one can hear what the two of them are saying.

Without a lamp lit in the west wing, by the moonlight, I wonder what the people under the eaves look like.

He pressed his hand to his shoulder, his brow furrowing as he called out to the steward, "Don't you have no servants?"

The steward knelt down, his knees buckling, and said, "Sir, you two are not from our estate; you are guests passing through."

"two?"

The housekeeper's wife also knelt down: "Two men."

Mo Li looked up at the west wing entrance: "A friend of mine dares to ambush me with a sword, do you think I dare not speak up? Who exactly are you?"

Li Ruozhuo already knew who that person was—the Bloodthirsty Swordsman Yu Rang.

Only Yu Rang is a seventh-level master.

Yu Rang's sword strike was clearly intended to kill his opponent, but since the opponent was a sixth-level expert and had accomplices to help him, he wouldn't die so easily.

But the fact that he always sought to kill people when he made a move might be the origin of his nickname, "Bloodthirsty Sword."

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