The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Only a few puffs were heard, a large number of guards were punched through their bodies with fists, their stomachs were broken, blood was splashing in front of them, and the thick **** air spread arbitrarily in the mountains and forests.

A few minutes later, a large number of guards fell, and the corpses in front of them were already piled up like a mountain, large swaths of blood flowed to the bottom of the feet, and the entire forest seemed to be turned into a tomb of death.

Seeing Dongtang's late madness, the remaining guards were so frightened that they did not dare to step forward. As Dongtang slowly approached, they held their guns tightly and retreated a little bit.

At this moment, Dongtang turned his head slowly, and suddenly looked at Mu Chenbi. Then, he strode over and swung his fist towards Mu Chenbi.

Mu Chenbi's eyes were quick, and he grabbed the guard next to him and blocked him. Dongtang Chi You punched through the body of the guard, and his fist still hit Mu Chenbi's lower abdomen.

Mu Chenbi's body flew directly out for several meters, and fell heavily to the ground, a big mouthful of blood spurted directly from his mouth, he was holding his abdomen in pain with his hand, and he was almost unconscious.

Dongtang Chi You still wanted to walk towards Mu Chenbi. Suddenly, as if he had sensed something, he turned his head and looked in one direction.

"Ayou?"

Yun Ci shouted in Dongtang's ear.

But Dongtang Chi You unexpectedly did not respond, just staring stubbornly in that direction.

After a few seconds, a figure appeared from that direction.

Yunci looked intently, and the person who came was surprisingly Huo Baiyuan.

Dongtang Chi You stared at Huo Baiyuan with a pair of blood pupils. Wherever Huo Baiyuan went, Dongtang's Chi You's eyes followed, as if being led by him.

Huo Baiyuan walked to Mu Chenbi's face,

Mu Chenbi gave a slight support, Mu Chenbi leaned on

Come in. "

Ye Jiao pushed the door in, still holding a glass of milk in her hand.

Mu Chenbi raised his eyes and glanced at her without speaking.

Ye Jiao asked, "Aren't you taking a rest this late?"

Mu Chenbi replied faintly: "Handle some things before going to sleep."

Ye Jiao walked to the desk and gently put the milk in his hand next to him: "Drink some milk, your body hasn't recovered yet, so you can't be so tired."

Mu Chenbi picked up the milk casually, took a few sips, almost drank half of it, and put it aside.

Ye Jiao stared at Mu Chenbi firmly, observing his situation. Two minutes later, he saw him curl his eyebrows, rubbed his temples with his hands, and shook his head, seeming a little uncomfortable.

Ye Jiao hurriedly walked over and asked, "Are you okay?"

Mu Chenbi's voice was weak: "I'm a little sleepy."

"Why don't I help you rest for a while?" Ye Jiao supported Mu Chenbi.

Mu Chenbi did not refuse either, letting Ye Jiao support herself on the sofa aside.

After lying down, Ye Jiao helped Mu Chenbi cover with a blanket, and soon he was seen closing his eyes. He seemed to have fallen asleep. Ye Jiao still felt uneasy, pushing Mu Chenbi twice, and then tentatively shouted. : "King? Are you still awake?"

Mu Chenbi on the sofa did not react at all.

It seems that the medicinal effect is working.

Ye Jiao stood up immediately and took a laptop from the study. A few minutes later, she came to Yunci's room, holding a tray with some fruits on the tray.

There were two guards guarding the door. When they saw Ye Jiao, they asked a little vigilantly: "Sister Jiao, are you still going to rest this late?"

Ye Jiao raised the tray in her hand: "The king asked me to give her some fruit."