Empress: The Old Emperor's Way to Pursue His Wife

Chapter 47 Injured (5)

But at this moment, as for the master and apprentice who are always standing behind their backs, they have not noticed the eternal situation where the majestic king of a country goes to the house to catch the eagle.

Mo Yanxiao's drink was already very shallow, so he drank a few more glasses on the spur of the moment, and he felt dizzy and headache, and staggered if he didn't check his feet.

Seeing this, Xiao Shu hurriedly held his arm to support him, secretly annoyed: "It's all my fault, I'm used to drinking with the brothers in the army, and I forgot how deep it is. Master Mo, do you want to invite the imperial physician to come and have a look?"

"No, it's just a little smoke, it'll be fine after a while." Mo Yanxiao stood up straight by himself, looking at the proud disciple in front of him whose height was similar to his own at some point, after a while, a faint glint appeared in his dark eyes. He lowered his eyelids and smiled, and murmured in a low voice: "Time flies so fast. When I first saw you, it was only up to my chest. In a blink of an eye... it was so high in a blink of an eye... ..."

Xiao Shu was taken aback.

When we first met, I was obviously only a head shorter than him.

The one on his chest should be his younger sister.

Suppressing the silent sigh and supporting Mo Yanxiao, Xiao Shu softly said: "Master Mo, you are drunk."

"Well, I seem to be a little drunk." Mo Yanxiao pressed his fingers on his forehead, took another look at the sky, and smiled: "Zheng Yan, please go and get me a hangover decoction."

"it is good."

After Xiao Shu left, Mo Yanxiao stood leaning against the rough green pine tree trunk for a while, and turned around when the discomfort subsided, his expression was calm except for a slight blush on his cheeks.

He closed his eyelids for a moment, then opened them again, his pupils were deep and serious, as if he had made up his mind.

Stepping up, walking slowly to a room, seeing Xiao Yi standing there, holding her breath and looking up, with a little joy, she couldn't help but follow along, but her complexion suddenly turned pale, and the color on her cheeks suddenly changed. faded.

Xiao Yi was lying on the ridge of the roof like a gecko, taking advantage of the thick snow, and almost without any movement, he slowly approached the unaware young eagle, still half an arm away.

Then he straightened his upper body slowly, stretched out his hand, and slammed forward. When his fingertips barely touched the feathers, his knees shook suddenly, the roof collapsed, and dust flew up.

Eagles fly, people fall.

Xiao Yi was shocked, and subconsciously rushed over. Just as she jumped up, a huge beam suddenly hit her head.

Before her body shape could change, she felt a tightening of her left hand, and her whole body was taken half a step sideways. At the same time, a thin figure turned to her original position and hugged her.

There was a muffled hum, accompanied by the crisp sound of bone cracking.

Xiao Yi couldn't see, but felt some pain in her hands.

Because it was held so tightly that it seemed that a person's whole body, or should be said, all the power of life, was used between five fingers.

In fact, with Xiao Yi's current skills, even if the house collapses, he won't be injured.

And with Xiao Yi's kung fu, even if a few more giant trees were thrown together, it would not be damaged at all.

All in one thought.

This thought, perhaps corresponds to what Mo Yanxiao said——
Do impulsive things for the people you care about.

(End of this chapter)