Invincible Kungfu Healer

He guessed that the illness should be a congenital disease, and he was born without knowing the reason for it. He called it the body of killing. Moreover, this constitution is extremely rare. He read a large number of classics, and there is no record of this disease. It is very likely that a case of Mo Donger has appeared in history.

Such a disease cannot be cured at all. I can only watch Mo Donger step by step towards extinction. Mo's pain can be imagined.

But what he didn't think of was that the girl named Mo Qingge had exactly the same illness as Mo Dong'er-the innate killing body!

At that moment, he even had a strange feeling, Mo Qingge was his sister Mo Dong'er, otherwise everything would be exactly the same.

When he stood up just now, he stumbled upon Mo Qingge's hair, covered with a dark red blood light, and the light was very faint, even hard to distinguish with the naked eye.

But Emo asked how familiar he was with that thing, how could he not find it, that breath, that symptom, could never be wrong.

The body of killing is usually the same as ordinary people, and only the month near the outbreak will show signs. Mo Qingge should have reached the time when the killing gas erupted, ranging from a month to a week, and the killing gas in her body will completely erupt.

If it can't be resisted, then the only ending is Xiang Xiaoyu!

"Where am I sick?"

Mo Qingge smiled, her voice was still indifferent, except that Mo asked the moment when she was sick, there was mood swings, it was always calm like autumn water.

"Your killing body may happen once soon, so don't you worry?"

Mo Wen looked deeply at Mo Qingge. Her personality was exactly the same as Mo Dong'er. No matter when, she was indifferent, Gu Jing was unwavering, and she would never have too much emotion.

Maybe respond to that sentence, the cathode is positive, and the object is the opposite. A person with a killing body symbolizes the extremes of killing, violentness, destruction, and blood, but his character is as good as water and immobile.

When the killing gas does not break out, Mo Donger is indifferent, peaceful, and quiet at any time. The purity of the soul is untouchable and rare in the world.

"How did you know?"

Mo Qingge's voice finally got a little mood swing, and for the first time stayed on Mo Wen's face.

"Because I have seen people like you." Mo asked softly.

"People like me?" Mo Qingge lowered his eyes and raised his head after thinking a little, "Is there really anyone like me in the world?"

"Yes, exactly like you, regardless of appearance, character, temperament, or physique, they are exactly the same as you."

Mo Wen smiled, his eyes kept watching Mo Qingge's eyes.

He knew that the people of the killing body were not born indifferent, but because of the reason of the killing body, they caused their hearts to be empty, unstained, and absolutely determined.

Otherwise, there will be more inner thoughts, more magical thoughts, and uncontrollable emotions. Once the killing body erupts, it can't resist the terrible desire to kill.

On the contrary, the people who kill the body are usually clear-hearted and persistent. Once a friend is identified, it will be very firm.

"Wouldn't you be me?"

Mo Qingge smiled indifferently. What Mo asked said was really mysterious. How could she easily believe that a person exactly like her? And everything is the same, I am afraid that cloning can not do it.

But for Mo Wen to know her physique, she is still curious. No one outside will know her things. How can Mo Wen know?

"Let me tell a story for now."

Mo asked and smiled, and naturally told Mo Qingge the story of him and his sister, and said in a tone of storytelling.

Mo Qingge put down the book and listened quietly, but respected the story that Mo Wen told her.

For a long time, Mo Wencai finished the story. The ending of the story is that the elder brother still didn't save the life of the younger sister, and put a tragic ending to the story.

"Sister in the story, died in the end?" Mo Qingge asked with a low eyes,

"Don't know, maybe alive, maybe dead."

Mo Wen asked a wordless wry smile. He didn't know the ending of the story. From the moment Mo Wen entered the misty forest, the following story was broken.

But the probability that Mo Donger can survive is too slim, that is the pain in his heart forever.

"I will die in the end, just like Mo Donger."

Mo Qingge looked at Mo deeply and asked, saying that he would die, but he had no emotions, and he seemed to have long ignored life and death.

"I will try to keep you alive." Mo Wen took a deep breath and said firmly, "Sure."

"You can tell a story very much, thank you for your story; I also hope that I can have a brother who loves her like Mo Donger, but unfortunately you are not my brother."

Mo Qingge stared at Mo and asked, then stood up quietly and picked up the book and left the reading room.

Mo asked Mo Qingge's back, his heart was full of speechless emotions, Mo Qingge? Mo Donger? Why are there two people in the world that are so similar?

No matter what, he will never let Mo Qingge die in his eyes. In that lifetime, he has not defeated the killing body. In this lifetime, he will continue to fight. No matter how difficult it is, he will not give up.

Walked out of the library, Mo asked the mixed feelings in his heart, met Mo Qingge, I really don't know whether it was a coincidence, or a fate in the dark.

Mo Dong'er, the younger sister of that life, finally did not know what fate would be.

It was exactly noon, Mo asked to go to the cafeteria to eat habitually.

However ~ www.readwn.com ~ A cold light flashed and went straight to Mo Wen's throat,

At the same time, a figure swept through the grove on one side and soon disappeared in the grove.

Mo Wen hummed, and cut off the cold light, which was a two-inch flying knife.

Above the flying knife, there is a piece of paper hanging on it, which says: "Friend, let's talk about the woods."

"What a ghost, a ghost, a snake."

Mo asked with a sneer, and inserted the flying knife into the big tree beside him, but ignored the things on the note and walked to the cafeteria.

Mo asked if it was old rivers and lakes, how could he just listen to other people's words, a guy with a hidden head, what can be good.

If he is strong enough, he would n’t mind looking at the past to find out who was hitting him. But now, he will not be easily placed under a dangerous wall.

In the depths of the woods, a young man stood cold under the big tree, his eyes gloomy and cold.

Behind him, there were still four people standing, including two middle-aged people and two young people.

They stood quietly in the forest with their hands down, like a servant.

"Master Su, why is it so troublesome to deal with a student, I can just grab him."

A young man took a step forward and asked to take the initiative.

"That person is not simple, it should be an ancient warrior, and the cultivation base is not under you."

Su Boyu glanced at the young man, and said indifferently.