Seeing the man disappearing in an instant like he was transformed into magic, An Xuetang pursed her lips. This man's light skills were probably above the masked man.

However, since his light skills are even better than those of the masked man, why are he still afraid of appearing on the masked man's territory?

He can do the weird formations that masked men can do. The masked men are already very powerful enough in martial arts, but this person should not be inferior to the masked men at all.

He also calls himself an old man. Judging from the sound of his speech, his age should be less than that of a masked man?

Can you succeed, are they brothers? Or are they the so-called brothers of the same school?

An Xuetang was thinking, and then the sound of Mo Yunjing coughing came from behind. She suddenly came to her senses and quickly turned back to Mo Yunjing.

"A Jing, you're awake."

She sat by the bed and carefully grabbed Mo Yunjing's hand.

Mo Yunjing slowly opened his eyes. Before he could see the face of the person in front of him, a faint smile that belonged only to her was already curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Because as long as she approaches him, he can smell the faint fragrance of medicine emitted from her body, which is the unique smell on her body.

"Yeah, I'm awake."

Mo Yunjing asked with a smile, and he wanted to get up. An Xuetang immediately took action to help him up, "A Jing, are there any uncomfortable things on his body?"

Mo Yunjing shook his head slightly, but as soon as he sat down, his expression suddenly sank, and he clenched his fists slightly, "Someone has come just now?"

“…”

An Xuetang was stunned for a moment, then reacted. She patted Mo Yunjing on the shoulder, "Ajing, don't be nervous."

Mo Yunjing looked at her with deep eyes, "Do you know that person?"

An Xuetang was about to explain something to Mo Yunjing, but she suddenly stopped and her expression became very serious in an instant. She squinted her eyes slightly, then looked at Mo Yunjing deeply, signaling him not to speak first.

Mo Yunjing looked outside the door and nodded slightly.

An Xuetang suddenly stood up, she took out a porcelain bottle on her body, opened it suddenly, and sprinkled it in the air.

In an instant, the room was filled with a strong and pungent smell, and Mo Yunjing narrowed his eyes slightly as she did.

Immediately afterwards, An Xuetang hurried back to the bed, took off her shoes and went to bed. She and Mo Yunjing face to face and began to untie Mo Yunjing's clothes.

Mo Yunjing's eyes gradually changed color, but now he knew that she had reasons for doing this. He just looked at her dotingly and did not stop her.

After An Xuetang took off his upper body, she poured out the colorless and tasteless water from the porcelain bottle, applied it to Mo Yunjing's wrist, and then applied it to his chest.

After she did all this, a successful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Just as she was about to put away the bottle, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open.

A black shadow flashed by, and then the masked man appeared in the room.

An Xuetang immediately turned her head and made a defensive posture. When she saw clearly that the person was a masked man, she patted her chest and made a look of obviously scared. After she reacted for a while, she glared at the masked man with vicious eyes and shouted angrily:

"I'm telling me what's wrong with you? Do you have no politeness at all? What do you want to suddenly break into someone else's room? After all, I am a woman. If I am changing clothes at this time, wouldn't you take advantage of me?"

Facing An Xuetang's roar, the masked man did not take it seriously. His cold eyes glanced at An Xuetang and Mo Yunjing sitting on the bed, and then turned to look at the roof.

Obviously, he is looking for something!

An Xuetang was very glad that he had the skill and could clearly hear the movements he came over, and was glad that he had just done the remedial work.

Sure enough, the masked man smelled the smell in the room, frowned, swept around the room, but saw nothing unusual, he approached the bed step by step.

His sharp eyes stared at the bottle in An Xuetang's hand, and now he knew that the pungent smell he smelled was coming from this bottle.

An Xuetang looked at him with a blank look, then looked at the porcelain bottle in his hand according to his eyes, and said dissatisfiedly, "What do you want to do?"

The masked man said nothing. He just stretched out his hand to An Xuetang, staring at the white porcelain bottle in An Xuetang's hand with both eyes.

An Xuetang and Mo Yunjing looked at each other, and An Xuetang immediately threw the bottle in his hand to him in anger, "Come on, show it to you! Show me hard!"

Faced with An Xuetang's anger, the man was indifferent. After taking the porcelain bottle over, he opened the bottle plug and put it under his nose to smell it. The pungent smell made him frown. He looked at An Xuetang, "What is this?"

Before An Xuetang could answer, Mo Yunjing's eyes were like a steel knife, and the cold light pierced the heart. He glanced at him coldly, "You are coming to me for something. What's the matter with bullying a woman like this?"

The masked man squinted his eyes and looked at Mo Yunjing, and suddenly sneered, "Ha, I don't need you, a 'man' who can only hide behind a woman to teach me how to be a human being!"

He deliberately bit the word "man" very heavily. An Xuetang narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly as he imitated him:

"What qualifications do you have to say about the King of Northern Xinjiang in order to save me? In order to save me, my King of Northern Xinjiang was hurt by myself. I would pay a heavy price to wake up to protect my concubine. What did you do for that beauty?"

"!"

When the man heard An Xuetang dared to talk to him like this, he was so angry that he wanted to get angry, but for some reason, he felt a little envy in his heart.

However, he would not reveal such emotions. He snorted coldly and threw the porcelain bottle in his hand to An Xuetang.

He looked at An Xuetang and Mo Yunjing deeply, then turned around and left!

The door is not closed either.

Feng Ming was standing outside the door now, and he lived next door, so he clearly heard everything that happened in An Xuetang's house. The person who came earlier did not feel the murderous aura, so he did not rush out.

However, this masked man came in a fierce manner, so he naturally wanted to come out and take a look.

Fortunately, nothing happened.

The masked man glanced at Feng Ming with cold eyes, but his steps never stopped.

As he left the yard, the footsteps became farther and farther away, until he couldn't hear them, Feng Ming walked into the room.

He smelled the pungent fragrance and shook his head slightly, "That man is too vigilant. What actions do we have next will be difficult to move forward."

An Xuetang curled her lips and smiled. While she tied Mo Yunjing's clothes, she said, "Brother, don't be so pessimistic. Things have not yet happened to the last step. It's not sure who will kill me."
Chapter completed!