Divine doctor son Ben Hongzhuang

Chapter 123 Only One Room Left

Mo Jiu suddenly started to cough violently, and his already thin shoulders shrugged along with the coughing.

Wuchen unconsciously stretched out his hand to help Mo Jiushun, but suddenly stopped, frowning slightly, his eyes darkened.

At this moment, Mo Jiu, who was choked by the cough, tilted his head and began to cough, but because he moved too much, he couldn't control his strength, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The mouthful of blood sprayed out was evenly sprayed on Wuchen's robe.

After coughing up blood, Mo Jiu stopped coughing, and said apologetically, "Master Messenger, please forgive me, Mo Jiu didn't mean it."

I thought that I would see all kinds of strange and unique manifestations of cleanliness in Wuchen, but after waiting for a long time without getting any response, Mo Jiu turned to look at Wuchen.

Wuchen looked down at the blood stains on the sleeves of his robe, his slender eyelashes were half down, covering the emotions in his eyes, he seemed to be in a daze, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The blood on Wuchen's purple robe looked like blossoming plum blossoms, which added a different kind of beauty to him.

This made Mo Jiu, who was doing it deliberately to provoke him, feel very bored, turned his head in embarrassment, and didn't look at him again.

Wuchen didn't know what he was thinking, and didn't speak again, the atmosphere between the two was a bit delicate.

At dusk, the two arrived in front of an inn, Wu Chen was the first to dismount from his horse and walked into the inn.

Mo Jiu considered the possibility of fleeing on horseback, sighed softly, got off his horse and entered the inn.

"Treasurer, come to two first-class guest rooms."

Before Wu Chen could speak, Mo Jiu proudly threw out a silver coin.

The shopkeeper of the inn is a middle-aged man with a small beard. Seeing Yin Zi's eyes glowing, he also expressed distress: "My guest, the shop is full today, and there is only one room left."

Such a coincidence?Mo Jiu couldn't help frowning.

"Okay, got it."

Wuchen's face remained pale, making one suspect that the words just now were not spoken from him.

The shopkeeper was actually very afraid that this wealthy object would leave because of dissatisfaction with a room.As soon as I heard that the other fellow in the same room objectively agreed to a room, I was afraid that they would go back on their word, so I immediately called Xiao Er to show them the way.

Just as the shopkeeper was going to get the ingot of silver, the silver was collected by Mo Jiu.

"Shopkeeper, this is the money for two rooms..."

Before Mo Jiu could finish his words, an ingot of silver flew over from the table in front of the shopkeeper, and landed in front of the shopkeeper impartially.

"Add another quilt to the room and make a floor bunk. The money should be enough."

Mo Jiu thought that since Wu Chen wanted to make the floor, and he paid for the money, he didn't say anything, and followed Xiao Er to the guest room on the second floor.

The room is small, but clean.But Wuchen frowned after seeing the room.

I saw him flicking his sleeves lightly, and the room instantly became as spotless as if it had been washed with water.

Not even a speck of dust could be seen on the quilt that Xiaoer carried in to lay on the floor.

What kind of sorcery is this?With spiritual power, you can even save laundry?

Seeing the astonishment on Mo Jiu's face, Wu Chen said, "It's just a simple cleaning technique."

Mo Jiu went straight to the edge of the bed and sat down, making a gesture to take off his shoes.

"I said, Master Messenger, you are so powerful, teach me to practice. Is it dangerous to enter the Black Forest without any spiritual power? After all, Mo Jiu is Emperor Zun's disciple. He really died in the Black Forest. The old people don't want to see it either?"

"stand up!"

Wu Chen's voice was slightly cold, and he was already close to the edge of the bed, looking down at Mo Jiu from a height.

(End of this chapter)