The Dishonest Son and The ‘Ghost’ Doctor Mother

  White sulfur also sat up abruptly, the wound on his body was aching slightly.

  Nian Nianman pressed him back, "Don't move, I'll go take a look."

   There was another "bang". Before Nian-nian could stand up, the door of the room was kicked open suddenly, and a chilling air mixed with cold wind rushed toward her face.

  Nian-nian stood up suddenly, looking at a man in a harsh suit in the backlight.

  There was still bright red blood on the sword pinched in his hand.

  Niannian suddenly widened her eyes, blood?

   "Jiang Mosheng?" Baili could also see clearly who was standing at the door faster than Nian Nian. He clutched his chest again and sat up, holding Nian Nian's small hand tightly with his palm.

   Nian-nian's gaze followed the doorway to the person who fell on the ground, "How do you do to Mo Piao?"

  Jiang Mosheng walked inward step by step, smiling at the corners of his mouth, and said coldly, "Naturally, he is dead. Don't worry, I will send you to accompany her soon."

  After he finished speaking, the palm of his sword hilt suddenly flipped over, and the tip of the sword pointed at Niannian’s face.

  Bai Li's expression also changed drastically, and he subconsciously got out of bed to pick up his ultimate move.

  It’s just that Nian Nian moved faster, and pushed him back into the bed with a little tiptoe, and went straight to Jiang Mosheng.

  The tip of the sword deviated from her cheek by half an inch, without stopping at all, it pierced the white sulfur directly on the bed.

   The sneer at the corner of his mouth sank a little, "Bai Li, you designed to kill my uncle Jiang family, and you killed my dad with your own hands. I want you to pay for my life today."

  He said, the sword in his hand was no more than a finger from the white sulfur.

  However, it was too late to send it forward anymore. Nian Nian directly grabbed his hair behind her, and yanked back a few steps.

  Jiang Mosheng squinted his eyes, and quickly broke free from her hand, then sneered, "It seems that I can't do anything without killing you first. It's a pity that you have a flowery and jade look."

   Nian Nian Qingchi, "Thank you for your compliment. It's not up to you whether you can kill me or not."

  She caught him at the door again, forcing Jiang Mosheng to retreat to the door.

  Niannian was a little worried about Mo Piao, who fell on the ground. Bright red blood was already flowing out of her body, soaking the ground, which looked particularly shocking.

  It must be a quick fight! !

  Her movements became more fierce.

  But Jiang Mosheng is the young master of the four major martial arts families, and his strength is not small. How can he win it in a short while?

  Even though he had fought with Nian-Nian last time, from the current situation, he did not exhaust all his strength at that time.

  Niannian pursed her lips, avoiding the sword he swung over, and took two steps back.

From the corner of his eyes, Bai Li was also out of bed, and he was leaning against the bedpost, squinting his eyes to watch the two fighting each other, but his eyebrows were tightly furrowed.

   "Princess!" At this moment, there was a whisper from outside the courtyard, and after that, Awen rushed in quickly.

  Niannian's expression relaxed, watching him lift the sword and is about to come to help, hurriedly said, "Awen, go see Mo Piao."

  Awen was taken aback, and looked around, only to find Mo Piao lying on the ground. When he saw the blood under her, his face changed drastically, and he hurried to her side in two steps and turned her over.

  Sure enough, she was stabbed with a sword on her body, and it seemed that the wound was a bit deep.

  Awen hurriedly called her twice, "Mo Piao, Mo Piao."

  Mo Piao didn't react at all, Awen probed her sniff, still breathing, but a little weak.

  He went to pat her face again, and Mo Piao snorted and slowly opened his eyes.

  Awen’s eyes brightened, and he hurriedly yelled at Niannian, "She's okay."

  Mo Piao blinked, and when he saw Awen, he frowned slightly. Then, as if thinking of something, he hurriedly covered his wound and turned to look at Nian Nian.

   As if afraid of being worried, he said in a low voice, "I'm fine, I wisely avoided the vital parts at the moment of life and death, but it hurts a bit."

  Nianniankan, she was still in the mood to talk and laugh, and she couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

  However, I finally relieved my heart and began to concentrate on dealing with Jiang Mosheng.

  Awen then hugged Mo Piao into the house, Bai Li didn't look at them either, his eyes kept locked tightly on Nian Nian and Jiang Mosheng.

   Hearing the movement, he told Awen without looking back, "Throw the sword to Nian-nian."

   "Yes." Awen placed Mo Piao on the couch and fainted again when she saw that she took out the hemostatic medicine and took it down.

  Although I am a little worried, we still have to solve Jiang Mosheng first.

  He immediately stood up and saw that Nian-nian turned and approached him, and hurriedly threw his sword in her direction.

   "Shire, catch it."

   Nian Nian stretched out her hand and drew out the blade along the arc thrown by Awen, and kicked the scabbard in the direction of Jiang Mosheng.

  Jiang Mo violently turned around to avoid it. In the next instant, the point of Nian Nian's sword was already close at hand. He quickly bent back and took two steps backwards, very embarrassed.

  The shocking color on Jiang Mosheng's face has not faded since the beginning.

  Niannian's skill is not as unbearable as before, even with a sword in her hand, her movements become more fierce.

  He stepped back ten steps and asked, "What medicine have you taken that can boost internal strength?"

  Niannian felt that he was asking a stupid question, "I'm sorry, I've always been better than you, I was teasing you last time."

  Jiang Mosheng's face flushed red, and his staring eyes at Niannian were even more brutal.

   teasing him?

  His fingers on the hilt of the sword suddenly tightened, and he rushed towards him at all costs to destroy his mind.

   "Then see who is better."

  Niannian laughed, the sword in her hand flew, and countless sword flowers were drawn, and Jiang Mosheng's fierce sword strokes were picked up, and then he went to the left to make it cheaper. With his footsteps moved, a gust of wind came around behind him.

  Jiang Mosheng clearly felt the breath behind him, but just now, the sword was too strong, and he was too late and could not take it back at all.

  The corners of Nian-nian's mouth have been raised, and the sword in her hand pierced his back without hesitation.

  Jiang Mosheng spewed out a mouthful of blood, only feeling that his whole body was cold, and the whole world was still.

  He didn’t know that his final fate was actually in the hands of a woman he never looked down upon.

   Jiang Mosheng's head was like a machine, turning around, looking at Nian Nian who was standing behind him, the corners of his mouth opened, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

After a while, he asked hoarsely, "Why...when I was at the inn...I would rather be injured... rather than show strength..."

  Nian-nian raised her eyebrows, "Because your performance at the time... was too suspicious."

   Jiang Mosheng gushed out another mouthful of blood, but he couldn't figure out where he was abnormal at the time.