Changed color

Under the dim light, Chen Mo stepped forward, and Ning Shuang'er quickly stepped aside.

Chen Mo sat down by the couch and asked, "Where is she injured?"

"I...I don't know either?" Ning Shuang'er whispered.

"Um?"

"After the assassination attempt on Yan Fei failed that day, my aunt took me to escape from Chunfeng Tower, but the people behind me kept chasing me and didn't give us any time to rest.

After that, the Jin Yan Sect sealed off the whole city and sent an army and Jin Yan Sect disciples to vigorously search for him. My aunt could only take me to different hiding places, and there was no time to check the injuries."

Ning Shuang'er lowered her eyes and said sadly.

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows and had no choice but to check her himself, and then said to Ning Shuang'er: "The situation is urgent, and you can explain it to your aunt later."

With that said, Chen Mo took off the belt on Wen Qingwan's black tights, opened the skirt a little, and checked his neck and shoulders a few times.

Then he began to take off Wen Qingwan's black clothes.

Ning Shuang'er finally understood the meaning of what Chen Mo just said.

His cheeks turned red inexplicably.

Although Wen Qingwan was unconscious, her body moved instinctively a few times, as if to express resistance.

Chen Mo continued to move and took off Wen Qingwan's black clothes, revealing a monotonous white tube top. It seemed that the tube top was one size smaller, wrapping the courage tightly and even leaving traces.

Chen Mo looked at it carefully. There were many small wounds on his skin like snow, but they were all harmless. The most eye-catching thing was that there was half a purple-black wound under the tube top, and the remaining half was

,it goes without saying.

Chen Mo frowned, turned Wen Qingwan over again, and found a black palm print on the smooth and jade-like back.

Others are intact.

But Chen Mo reached out to detect it and found that although the wound was serious, there was no trace of energy left. Obviously, this was not the cause of Wen Qingwan's fainting.

After a simple treatment to resolve the bruises, Chen Mo turned Wen Qingwan over again.

Then in front of Ning Shuang'er, she took off Wen Qingwan's black pants.

Immediately, the round and white legs were exposed in front of the two of them, as well as the smooth lower abdomen without a trace of fat.

"Nice figure." Chen Mo couldn't help but comment.

Ning Shuang'er next to her pursed her lips and said nothing.

Chen Mo was not Brother Chu, so at this time, he didn't have any extra thoughts to appreciate it, but inspected it carefully.

But no wounds were found.

But I found a red flower with an unknown name on my thigh?

"Huh?" Chen Mo was stunned.

"That's called Hongque, which represents... chastity. It's used by the Wen family..." Ning Shuang'er lowered her head and said.

Although Ning Shuang'er didn't explain clearly what she said later, Chen Mo still recognized that she was the so-called Shou Gong Sha.

"Your aunt hasn't left the cabinet yet."

Chen Mo glanced at Ning Shuang'er curiously. Ning Shuang'er was already a three-star master and was about twenty-three or four years old.

So as Ning Shuang'er's mother, even if she got married early, she would still be fourteen or five years old.

And as Ning Shuang'er's aunt, her mother's sister, why can't she be more than ten years older than Ning Shuang'er...

He is still a baby.

"Auntie... is my grandfather's daughter who came late, and is only seven years older than me." Ning Shuang'er said softly.

"How old are you..."

Chen Mo suddenly asked.

"Why do you ask?"

Ning Shuang'er looked at Chen Mo.

"Curious." Chen Mo said.

"...twenty three."

Ning Shuang'er hesitated for a while, but for some reason, she still said it.

...

After a while of silence.

Chen Mo said: "The reason why your aunt is in coma..."

Chen Mo pointed to the place where Wen Qingwan was wrapped in a tube top: "I just checked my whole body, except for some small wounds, and found energy residues from those wounds, so the only possibility is this."

"So... do you want to untie it?" Ning Shuang'er said.

"Um."

Chen Mo nodded.

"Then...then come on, since you have seen all of my aunt's body, it's not bad."

Ning Shuang'er muttered.

"Well……"

In order to prove that he was a gentleman, Chen Mo had to explain, "I was just following the situation in a hurry. I didn't mean to see her naked. I just checked her wounds."

"I believe."

"How about you come and I'll guide you."

"Then this isn't meant to be seen..."

Ning Shuang'er said in her heart, and then said: "It's better for you to do it, I believe in you."

After taking a deep look at Ning Shuang'er, Chen Mo shifted his gaze to Wen Qingwan again, and then slowly took off his tube top.

Maybe it was because the restraints were too tight. As soon as the tube top was lifted, my courage jumped.

At the same time, the courage to change color on the left side shocked both of them.

"Is it so accurate..." Chen Mo sighed.

There was a flash of golden light, and Ning Shuang'er didn't see it clearly. She only saw a golden light hitting her aunt, and immediately asked anxiously: "What should I do now?"

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows and raised his palms slightly. The next moment, a ball of blue flames rose up. The hot flames made the temperature in the room suddenly rise a lot.

"This is..." The appearance of blue flames startled Ning Shuang'er, and then she said in an uncertain tone of horror: "Is it a strange fire?"

Chen Mo did not answer, but held his breath and concentrated. He used his soul power to split a trace of strange fire, and then wrapped in the soul power, he entered the changed color of courage.

"Ahem..."

Wen Qingwan coughed violently several times, with thick pain in her brows, but she did not wake up.

a long time.

Wen Qingwan's delicate body was trembling, and she was sweating profusely. The purple-black color on her courage quickly faded, and a little blood appeared on her face.

After feeding Wen Qingwan another pill, Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and after taking a few glances, he suddenly felt a surge of energy and blood. He quickly covered himself with a quilt, and Chen Mo stood up.

Ning Shuang'er quickly asked: "Mr. Chen, how is my aunt?"

"It's nothing serious, just take good care of her. Give her the bottle of pill I gave you before, take one on time, and she will wake up almost tomorrow," Chen Mo said.

"Thank you Mr. Chen for saving your life. If you don't dislike me, Shuang'er is willing to serve you as a slave and maid in the future."

Ning Shuang'er hurriedly bowed to Chen Mo and said sincerely.

Life-saving grace.

A blood feud must be repaid with grace.

Even if you pledge your body to each other, it is not an exaggeration.

Moreover, the other party is young, a strong master of Douzong, and an alchemist.

If she really wanted to be his slave, Ning Shuang'er would still make a profit by climbing high in the final analysis.

"...Ahem, it's just a matter of effort, girl, don't worry about it."

Chen Mo coughed dryly and said immediately: "By the way, what's the grudge between you and the Jin Yan Sect?"
Chapter completed!