The moment Han Mo kissed Yan Xueji on the chest, Yan Xueji had already had murderous intent, and thought Han Mo wanted to take advantage of others' danger and invade her. But she immediately understood that Han was frivolous, but wanted to suck poisonous blood for her. At this moment, only in this way can the poisonous blood on her chest be quickly excreted, and only in this way can she save her life.

Yan Xueji was very aware of the toxicity of this poisonous blood. Even if she was, she had to use her full strength to resist it, so as to prevent the poisonous blood from entering the body. Once the poisonous blood produced by the Guigu hand entered the body, even if it was a peerless master like Yan Xueji, it would only die.

Han Mo's drug use is actually an extremely dangerous thing. Once a trace of blood flows into his mouth and enters his body, the consequences are really unimaginable.

"You...this blood is poisonous..." Yan Xueji said softly.

Han Mo took a mouthful of blood, then picked up the wine glass next to him, spit the poisonous blood into the cup, looked at Yan Xueji who was a little surprised, and said lightly: "Don't misunderstand that I'll take advantage of you!" Continue to take drugs.

It is undeniable that kissing Yan Xueji's plump white flesh that emits frankincense always makes people feel impulsive, but Han Mo also knew that even Yan Xueji's poisonous blood is extremely toxic. He must be careful, otherwise he will not save people and lose his life. That is not a good deal.

Yan Xueji's beautiful eyes showed an extremely strange look.

In her heart, Han Mo was a very cunning person. His seemingly pure face was filled with a cold breath. But he didn't expect that at such a moment, at the most dangerous moment, this man would take drugs for him regardless of his life.

If it was just for beauty, there was no need for Han Mo to do this. There were many beauties in the world. With Han Mo's identity and strength, if you really want a beautiful woman, you can undoubtedly get a lot.

Yan Xueji is of course the most beautiful beauty in a thousand ways, but it is undeniable that there are definitely many women in this world who are better than her.

A person like Han Mo cannot take risks for a mere beauty.

It seems that Han Mo saved himself from his sincerity, and he really wanted to pull himself back from the gate of hell.

The small pavilion was silent, only Yan Xueji's breathing gradually calmed down, and Han Mo also sucked out the poisonous blood on Yan Xueji's chest little by little. The originally dark palm print was sucked out bit by bit as the poisonous blood was sucked out bit by bit, and the color gradually became lighter.

Time flowed, and after a long time, sweat oozed out of Han Mo's forehead. He had to take drugs, but he had to be careful not to touch Yan Xueji's sensitive area, and he had to be cautious about poisonous blood entering his body. He was really very careful. He also had to do a lot of effort to suck this poisonous blood.

Sucked out the last poisonous blood, and the blood flowed out was bright red. Han Mo knew that the poisonous blood on Yan Xueji's chest was probably sucked away by herself.

He spitted poisonous blood into the wine glass, which was full of wine and blood, and it was even scarlet and scarlet.

After doing all this, Han Mo took out a pill from his arms and placed it to Yan Xueji's mouth, and whispered: "This is a disinfection pill that can protect the heart meridians!" Yan Xueji did not hesitate, put it in her mouth and swallowed it.

Han Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead, took the strapless breast, covered Yan Xueji's snow-white chest, then returned to the chair and sat down, took a deep breath, and asked, "Is it better now?"

Yan Xueji nodded slightly, but did not immediately stop the work.

At this moment, he heard the knock on the door. Han Mo and Yan Xueji were both shocked. They looked at each other and heard He Xuezhi's voice coming from outside the door: "Nephew Han Shi, can you rest?"

Han Mo frowned, but quickly took off his clothes, leaving only the underwear inside. He even stepped forward and stuffed Yan Xueji's black tight-fitting clothes into the brocade quilt, and then replied: "Who?"

"It's me!" He Xuezhi said with a voice: "I'm disturbing my nephew."

Han Mo asked, "Is it uncle? Is it so late, is there something wrong?"

He Xuezhi said: "Although it is a bit rude, I really have to discuss with the nephew. Don't be surprised by nephew. I came to disturb me because it was a big deal!"

Han Mo frowned even more. At this time, He Xuezhi came here, and he could easily think that the other party must have been suspicious of Yan Xueji, so he came over to check it out.

If you hide it at this time, it will make He Xuezhi even more suspicious.

Yan Xueji's injury proves that He Xuezhi still has extremely terrifying strength behind him. If He Xuezhi really wants to doubt it, he is afraid that it will be extremely unfavorable to Yan Xueji, and even this makes He Xuezhi have great doubts about himself.

He looked at Yan Xueji, but saw that Yan Xueji had already stopped her work and nodded to him.

Han Mo then walked to the front door and gently opened the door. He Xuezhi was standing in front of the door with a strange expression on his face. Seeing Han Mo open the door, He Xuezhi bowed and said, "Don't blame me if you disturb me, don't blame me!"

Han Mo looked a little tired because he had just taken drugs for Yan Xueji. In He Xuezhi's eyes, it seemed like a sign of indulgence.

"Uncle Shi, it's so late, you haven't rested yet?" Han Mo smiled and said, "But I don't know what Uncle Shi has to give?"

He Xuezhi hurriedly said, "Well, an assassin entered the mansion just now, and many people were injured. I was worried that there was something wrong with the emperor, so I came to see that the emperor was safe now, that would be great."

Han Mo said with gratitude: "Shibo cares, Han Mo is very grateful. Yes, the assassin can be caught now, do you want Han Mo to help?"

He Xuezhi laughed and said, "You are polite. If you can't even get rid of the assassins on this land, then I don't have to stay here." While speaking, he seemed to have no intention of walking into the room, took Han Mo's hand and said intimately: "I am very grateful for this kind of love. I just worried that the assassin would take the opportunity to attack the assassin, so he rushed back...!"

He looked at Han Mo with a smile, but his steps kept on his feet were not stopped, and he just walked to the screen and walked around inside. According to common sense, this was already very rude, but it also made Han Mo understand that this old guy must have suspected Yan Xueji, so he wanted to come in and see what Yan Xueji was doing.

"In this way, did the assassin run away?" Han Mo said without hesitation and frowned: "Does Shi Bo know where the assassin came from?"

He Xuezhi had already taken Han Mo's hand and turned to the back of the screen. His eyes swept to the bed at the first time, but he saw that there were messy clothes under the bed. On the bed, Yan Xueji was facing outward, covered with a brocade quilt, but she showed a small piece of snow-white and warm back. Her black hair was loose, which contrasted with her crystal-like skin. She was clearly black and white. Looking at the back of the small piece, she was already fascinating.

A look of doubt flashed through He Xuezhi's eyes, and he quickly turned his eyes to other places, sighing: "The assassin is not weak in martial arts, and he really escaped. However, the assassin was seriously injured, and I'm afraid he won't live long. Don't worry about his nephew!"

Han Mo's face was covered with clouds, and he made a gesture of unity against the enemy, and sneered: "Those people are really rebellious. They dare to run to Chunyuan to assassinate. If I know where he is, I will definitely lead the Yuliner Lang to wipe out!" He said, but his attention was not relaxed. When he heard the slight sound from the roof, he knew that there were many people ambushing the roof. He would really be able to see that Yan Xueji was an assassin. The shadow guards who were ambushing the roof must appear and kill Yan Xueji with all their strength.

Although Yan Xueji has now been eliminated, in order to prevent the poisonous blood from invading the body, his energy is greatly damaged. This is the weakest time. If the dark shadow guard of the He family really wants to kill with all his strength, Yan Xueji will probably be unable to resist.

He Xuezhi seems to have a nice smile, but in fact he is a murderous intent step by step.

Han Mo was also on guard. The energy in his body had already been circulating. He only hoped to be able to successfully dispel He Xuezhi. Otherwise, Shadow Guard would really take action. He really didn't know whether he should help Yan Xueji at this time.

A small impatience will cause a big plan. At this time, from the overall perspective, it is really not appropriate to turn against He Xuezhi head-on.

In order to disrupt all his plans in order to make Yan Xueji disturbed. Deep down, he felt that this was not a very worthwhile thing and an unwise choice.

And even if he really takes action, Han Mo was not sure that he could really defeat the shadow guard of the He family. After all, this was in Chunyuan. The elite strength of the He family must be concentrated in this luxurious garden with flowers and flowers. Moreover, according to Han Mo's judgment, there was a strong opponent in this yard. Once he took action, he was afraid that he would not be able to save Yan Xueji, so He Xuezhi would take the opportunity to kill him.

He Xuezhi's appearance of friendship is just to hope that Han Mo will not act rashly in Yichun and that everyone will spend this period peacefully. However, if Han Mo showed an attitude of hostility to the He family, Han Mo believed that He Xuezhi would not show mercy to his subordinates.

People like Han Mo and He Xuezhi, once they form enemies and face each other head-on, will definitely kill each other!

But if there is an opportunity, there will be a killer!

This is a truth that Han Mo, who was in a noble family, understood very early, because only in this way can he protect himself. The rules of this game are to die!

He Xuezhi listened to Han Mo's words with a little teenager's fire, smiled and said, "I'm not polite to use the imperial guards of my nephew. Although I don't know the identity of the assassin, I know that the assassin... is a woman!"

When he said this, his little eyes shot out sharp light and looked at Yan Xueji in the brocade quilt again.

Yan Xueji remained motionless and had no reaction.

"Woman?" Han Mo frowned and sighed: "It seems that women in this world are sometimes more dangerous than men."

He Xuezhi smiled slightly, suddenly slapped his head and said to himself: "Look at me... Alas, don't blame me. As he was talking, he couldn't help but come here. It was really abrupt, but I forgot that Miss Mei Niang is still here. Well, has Miss Mei Niang slept?"

Han Mo sneered in his heart, but went to the edge of the bed and said softly: "My grandmother, it's He Shiwei!"

Yan Xueji's delicate body moved slightly, but she just said "um" with charming voice, rubbing your voice and said in a delicate voice: "Master... I'm rude... It's not convenient to get up..." Her voice was full of softness, with spring, and the lazy meaning after the joy just now.

A strange color flashed through He Xuezhi's eyes. Originally, this Mei Niang was the most suspicious in his heart, but at this time, he heard her voice without any pain or powerlessness after being hurt. She was as soft as water, and her voice was fascinating. It seemed that the judgment was wrong.

"My Madam, serve Nephew Han Shishi." He Xuezhi smiled and then walked out, apologizing as he walked: "Nephew, don't blame me for being abrupt. Because of the assassin, I was nervous and then I was so angry...!"

Han Mo sent him to the door and smiled and said, "What's the matter with Uncle Shi" lowered his voice: "I'll stay here tonight, but see if the assassin dares to come."

He Xuezhi laughed and said, "Don't worry about the assassin, just accompany the beauty well." Han Mo bowed and walked out of the door. Seeing him out of the yard, he closed the door, bolted the door, returned to the couch, and whispered, "Are you okay?"

Yan Xueji turned her face, her face turned pale, and she whispered: "Blow out the candlelight and come up!"

Han Mo came out of the candlelight, went to bed, lay down beside Yan Xueji, and whispered: "The old fox is here to test it, but fortunately he didn't see the flaws. Boss Yan, are your injuries better?"

"I can't die." Yan Xueji sighed, "I haven't encountered such a powerful opponent in many years!"

"Who? He Xuezhi?"

"He is not worthy!" Yan Xueji said coldly: "I don't even look at what he is."

"Then who are you talking about?" Han Mo asked softly.

"The person who injured me!" Yan Xueji whispered: "I still underestimated him. I didn't expect his martial arts to be so powerful!"

Han Mo frowned, turned around, and lay face to face with Yan Xueji. He smelled the fragrance of Yan Xueji's body and asked softly: "Who is he? Who has such martial arts skills? Is he He Xuezhi's person?"

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