Chapter 256: Isn’t this a pretty colorful mix?

Inside the clinic, Doctor Xia, who had been busy for half a day, finally received the seriously injured Mo Lin.

"Captain Mo, why are you so badly injured today?" Xia Tianwu looked at Mo Lin, with a look of reproach on his face and an exceptionally gentle brow.

Mo Lin was stunned for a moment, then he heard Xia Tianwu say, "Take off your outer robe, I will clean your wound and apply medicine for you. Just taking pills won't heal you quickly."

Xia Tian brought the person into the inner room without saying anything.

Mo Lin felt a little strange, but he couldn't figure out why he felt strange.

Ever since he entered the secret realm, he has been killing evil spirits outside the city. However, the spiritual power here is weak, and most of his spiritual power is imprisoned. He also does not have his own natal spiritual sword.

But the people around him soon gave him the answer. In this secret realm, he seemed to be the captain of the guard team of the City Lord's Mansion in Wu City, and also the best master in the city. He was the best swordsman in the world. In order to protect Wu City from being invaded by evil spirits, he often went out of the city to kill the evil spirits. Under his protection, no one in Wu City had ever been invaded by evil spirits.

only……

Mo Lin awkwardly took off his coat, leaving his upper body naked, revealing his chest and back that were scratched by the evil spirit. The wounds were emitting a strange black aura. The woman's white hands grasped a gauze soaked in medicine and gently pressed it on her wounds.

Xia Tianwu looked at the wound and said, "Bear with the pain."

Mo Lin: ...something is even more wrong. What's going on?

He was like a naughty boy who hadn't been slapped for three days. He just couldn't get enough energy at the moment.

At this moment, all I could think of were, "When did my junior sister become so gentle?", "Why didn't she scold me?", "Isn't this way of treating the wound too gentle? I'm not used to it."

"You are seriously injured this time. I am afraid you will have a fever at night. You should rest here for the night. If you have a fever, I will take care of you in time. Now that you are well, I will go out to treat other patients first."

Mo Lin let out an "oh" and wrapped himself in gauze. He closed his clothes, took the medicine obediently and lay down.

What's wrong?

Xia Tianwu walked out of the inner room, and amid the booing, he remained calm.

"Why can Brother Mo enter the inner room but we can't?"

"Hey, Doctor Xia, didn't Captain Mo bring you flowers from outside the city this time?" The little boy in the clinic asked in surprise, looking at the things on the tray.

Xia Tianwu smiled and said, "I guess he was seriously injured, so I didn't take care of him."

"Everyone knows that Captain Mo likes you, Doctor!"

Xia Tian paused, "Stop talking nonsense!"

The little boy was not annoyed, "Doctor, you are so kind and your medical skills are superb. Everyone in the city likes you!"

"But things have been a bit uneasy in the city these days."

"The city lord has always governed the city well, selecting talented people and encouraging their abilities, and the people are loyal to him. I don't know how he will react to this divine punishment. I think the divine punishment is terrifying."

While delivering medicine, the little boy whispered about the abnormalities in the city.

In the inner room, Mo Lin, who had taken the medicine and was about to fall asleep, heard the intermittent words "Captain Mo likes you, doctor", and suddenly sat up in shock in his dying state.

What? What do you like? Who do you like? Junior sister?

Mo Lin stared with his big eyes that couldn't hide his thoughts, and he was at a loss.

He seemed to have a real fever, otherwise why would he hear talking in his sleep.

This secret place is really scary.

It’s fake, it must be fake.

The city lord who was being talked about was now in the city lord's mansion.

Huang Xuan looked at the young master who was handling affairs in front of him and liked him more and more.

He is well organized and concise. When someone comes to report something, Yue Han will give an extremely reasonable solution in the first time.

"Uncle Huang? What do you think?" Yue Han turned around. He had a beautiful face and his eyes always looked at people with clear kindness. Who would have thought that he was the mayor who planned and strategized in the city?

Huang Xuan was overwhelmed by this sudden happiness, and then he cried with joy in front of Yue Han, a tough guy shedding tears.

Yue Han:?

"The people in the shrine sent a message saying that as long as the people in the city obey the oracle, all their sins will be forgiven over time, and there will be no more evil spirits outside the city."

"In the past few days, the people in the city have been in a panic. I heard that Captain Mo was seriously injured because the evil demon suddenly became powerful. It's really worrying."

"I think with the blessing of the gods, it would be a good thing if my people could live long and be blessed. What do you think?"

Yue Han thought that Huang Xuan was old and had a problem of crying when exposed to the wind. After explaining this, he handed him a handkerchief and said, "Uncle Huang, are you not feeling well? Why not ask Doctor Xia to come and take a look?"

Huang Xuan took the handkerchief and wiped away her tears. "No, no, no, I'm just... too happy."

Yue Han deeply believed this, "A miracle is a blessing for us in Wucheng."

As night fell, the miracles did not stop, and shrill shouts pierced the silent night.

The two people who were sleeping together in the ruined temple woke up at the same time and went out at the same time.

Yuan Ye looked in the direction of what happened, "Master Junior, another miracle has happened."

That whole day, ever since they arrived in the south of the city, as if by some strange rule, they could not find anyone else. They could only mingle with the crowd and chat about things happening in the city. Gradually, they discovered the strange divisions in this world.

The oracle was posted in the shrine, and Lin Du and Yuan Ye mingled with the crowd and figured out the basic structure of the city.

Lin Du couldn't help but complain, "This is a broken secret realm. The residents in the city are ordinary mortals, but the city lord's mansion has a swordsman who can kill evil spirits, and the doctors in the clinic can produce elixirs that never fail. There are many strange people in the city lord's mansion, and there are evil demons outside the city. Now there is a divine pavilion. This is quite colorful, isn't it?"

Eight people are indeed too many.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen Senior Brother and Yan Qing yet, whether it's real or fake." Yuan Ye said in a low voice.

Lin Du was silent for a moment. "Don't worry, they will eventually come out. When they realize that the person in front of them is not someone they know, they will eventually run into him."

"Master Junior, do you mean that only when they realize that the familiar people they meet are not real people, will real people meet us?"

Lin Du lowered his eyes, "I'm not sure, it's just a guess, it may not be correct."

Yuan Ye was certain that the guesses made by his junior master were generally correct.

The person who was being talked about woke up in the middle of the night, sweating profusely, and met a pair of soft eyes in the candlelight. The cinnabar mole under the eye was also shockingly bright.

"You had a fever." Xia Tian said in a gentle voice, "It just went away."

Mo Lin stared at the woman wiping his sweat for a while, "Tian Wu?"

"Yeah." Xia Tianwu blinked, "What's wrong? Are you still feeling uncomfortable? Do you want some water?"

Mo Lin hesitated for a moment and nodded.

The flickering candlelight cast soft lines on the young man's tough and handsome face.

The young man lowered his eyes, his feathery eyelashes casting shadows under his eyes, until there was a hint of coolness on his lips.

It's the edge of the teacup.

Mo Lin drank the tea from Xia Tianwu's hand. When Xia Tianwu wanted to get up and put the cup down, he suddenly raised his eyes and grabbed the person's wrist through the cloth. His eyes were burning, and his voice was hoarse because of the fever, and it carried a hint of temptation for no reason.

Xia Tianwu was stunned for a moment, his heart beating like thunder.

"Where's my sword?"

…

Xia Tianwu was stunned for a moment, "There."

Mo Lin turned over and sat up, went straight to his sword, and then made a sword flower with his hand, "Can I practice sword?"

Xia Tianwu nodded, "Be careful."

Mo Lin smiled, "If the wound breaks open, won't Tian Wu still be there for you?"

Xia Tian sat down at the table without hearing anything.

Mo Lin picked up the sword and began to practice sword moves. Under the candlelight, his shadow was like a swallow or an eagle, revealing an indescribable determination and unrestrainedness.

I don't know how long it was, the sword energy suddenly swept across the candle on the table in front of Xia Tianwu.

The flames went out with a pop, and the room was dark. The cold scabbard was pressed against the man's neck.

"My junior sister never let me practice swordplay indoors, let alone watch me practice a thousand swordplays when I was injured. She wanted to hit me on the head with the sword and tie me up."

"Who are you, a monster, to dare to pretend to be my junior sister?" The young man's voice was as firm as a sword drawn from its sheath.