With the fall of Murong Chuyi, the wave from the Zhaoxue sword collided with the spirit whale of the TunTian staff for the last time in the air. Zhaoxue disappeared suddenly due to the defeat of its master, then TunTian was also taken back by Mo Xi. In the previous moment, there was a huge clash, then at the next moment, there was silence.
Murong Chuyi fell back to the ground from the top of the cave and Mo Xi went to him.
He was not sure whether Murong Chuyi was dead or in a coma, but even if he was not dead, he had been seriously injured. The bright red blood had soaked his white clothes. He lied there, not angry at all, like a broken lifeless puppet.
Those bamboo warriors which fought in the top and bottom corners of the cave lost their master's control and fell to the ground one after another.
The crisis seemed to be over. Xiao Lan'er who survived the disaster was sobbing. Yue Chenqing had exhausted all his spiritual power and suffered heavy damage to his body. At this moment, he could no longer use his lightness skills to cross the blood pool. Fortunately, Jiang Yexue had the skills of his machine armour. He invited his own bamboo warrior to pick up Yue Chenqing, the dying ghost on the stage.
"Ge..." Yue Chenqing vaguely said as he reluctantly raised his head and coughed up blood foam.
After speaking this, his eyes slowly turned to Murong Chuyi. As soon as he saw his fourth uncle lying on the ground, his face jerked violently.
"..."
He couldn't say anything, and he didn't know how he was feeling at the moment. For one night, it was like his flesh was torn apart from his bones and crumpled into mud.
Finally, Xiao Lan'er pushed Jiang Yexue's wheelchair back, and the three people held each other together.
"It's ok… It's ok… You have done a good job, Chenqing... " Jiang Yexue comforted in a low voice.
But no matter how comforted he was, Yue Chenqing was shivering the whole time.
His injury was too severe. Murong Chuyi and his family had to go to heaven as soon as possible. After a short hug and comfort, they went to Murong Chuyi's haunted side.
"Xihe Jun… Thank you… Without you today, I'm afraid everyone in my family will die in this hole."
As for Jiang Yexue's thanks, Mo Xi didn't answer, just shook his head.
Yue Chenqing was close. He couldn't help but look at Murong Chuyi again. Seeing Murong Chuyi's uncertain life and death, he didn't know whether he hated more or hurts more. All he felt was that his spine had been torn apart. Bent down with pain, his delicate face was dripping with cold sweat.
Xiao Lan'er was supporting him. She felt that he was shaking more and more. Look at him and Murong Chuyi, she whispered, "Chenqing Gege, if you have anything else you need to ask him… Here… I am… I have life sustaining medicine here… It's my father who made me put it on my body to keep it safe..."
Then she carefully took out a pill from her pocket and said in a whisper, "I just don't know if it's still useful..."
She was half supporting Yue Chenqing, and her small body was already loaded with weight. For a while, she couldn't move to give Murong Chuyi the medicine.
At this time Mo Xi suddenly said, "I'll come."
He took Xiao Lan'er's medicine, went to Murong Chuyi and took the pill to the him with his back to them. Then he got up, and when everyone thought that he was going to take Murong Chuyi and leave Huntian cave with them, they saw Mo Xi suddenly raise his hand——
The only way out of the cave was blocked by the array from Mo Xi.
The other three were stunned.
Yue Chenqing: "Xihe Jun…?"
Xiao Lan'er also said in a daze, "Xihe Gege?"
Jiang Yexue frowned and looked at him with a light cough.
Mo Xi did not explain, but suddenly said, "I'm sorry. I have three other questions for you."
The three people didn't know why he is suddenly in trouble. They were all stunned.
Mo Xi first turned to Jiang Yexue. "Jiang Xiong, where was our first meeting after I returned to Chonghua?"
Jiang Yexue had doubts, but he still replied. "Yes… Flying Jade Terrace? What's the matter?"
Mo Xi didn't answer, but asked the second question to Yue Chenqing. "Chenqing, what was the stall you most often ate at when you lived in the north?"
Although Yue Chenqing was puzzled, he replied hoarsely. "I'm sorry… It's pancakes."
Mo Xi looked at Xiao Lan'er.
The little girl stood in a daze, with wet and clear eyes, looking up at Mo Xi. "Xihe
Gege..."
Mo Xi asked, "You once sent your Gu Mang Gege something, do you remember what it was?"
Xiao Lan'er bit her lips and thought about it for a while. She whispered, "I, I don't remember..." She said with some trepidation, "Do I have to remember? Then, I'll think about it!"
"It doesn't matter if you can't remember," Mo Xi said. Let me ask you another question. Where was your first meeting with me?"
"I..."
"You won't have any impression of that."
"..." Little Lan'er faltered and couldn't answer for a moment.
The color of Mo Xi's eyes darkened. His shadow flashed and he caught the girl's neck suddenly!
Xiao Lan'er screamed and panicked. "Wuwuwu, I… I..."
Mo Xi raised his other hand and held a white pill between his narrow fingers. It was Xiao Lan'er who handed it to him before and wanted him to give Murong Chuyi the "life sustaining pill."
Mo Xi asked, "This medicine, do you think I really can feed it to Murong Chuyi?"
At that time, he had already suspected and had switched the medicine quickly in his sleeves, before giving it to Murong Chuyi.
"You say it's a life sustaining pill… But I want to see if there's anything else in this pill that can take one's mind and soul away from life!"
Mo Xi's fingers twisted, and rubbed the white pill into powder. Sure enough, there was a small worm squirming inside.
-
Sure enough!!
Mo Xi's face instantly changed. "Speak!"
He clenched his teeth and held Xiao Lan'er's tender throat. His eagle eyes stared at her.
"Who are you under this disguise?"
Little Lan'er cried, "I don't know what you're talking about. Help… Help! Chenqing Gege, sir... "
Seeing that she was still unwilling to admit it, Mo Xi was unwilling to talk with her any more, and his palm urged to explore her spiritual power. When he looked at her, he found that although she seemed to have a turbulent spiritual energy, she had only a thin layer of illusion attached to her body, which was not surprising
——
Her spiritual core had dried up…
She was a puppet, too!
Over the years, the intuition of fighting with people made Mo Xi suddenly retract his hand, but it was still too late. A layer of black gas began to spread to his fingertips, which was the poison of the corpose grass of Liaoguo!!
"You --"
"... It's really embarrassing for me." Xiao Lan'er broke away from the grip and stepped back a few steps. A sweet smile suddenly burst out on her young face. "Mo Xiong, why can't you pretend to be stupid? Must you go after the root and dig the bottom?"
Such a tone seemed to no longer belong to a six or seven year old child.
Mo Xi wanted to suppress the miasma on his fingertips, but it was useless. The poison of corpose grass was extremely domineering and spread rapidly. In a short time, the paralysis had spread to most of his body.
He panted slightly, facing the light and shadow of Huntian cave, looking at the little girl standing quietly by the blood pool.
The girl smiled with a look totally different from her age. "I was going to let you be a witness, but you are more willing to be a dead man."
"Mo Xiong," she sighed, her voice fading away.
And just at this time, another voice came out from the dark behind Mo Xi.
"It's true that there's a way in the world. If you don't go, you have to break through hell without a door..."
Mo Xi, suffering from the pain of the spread of the poison of the corpose grass, suddenly turned back.
He saw Jiang Yexue sitting in a wheelchair. His face was still stained with blood, but there was none of the weakness from before.
He folded his hands, looked at Mo Xi in his spare time, tilted his head, smiled and said, "You know too much. You can't blame me for killing you."
Mo Xi felt a sharp pain in his heart, but it wasn't because of the poison reaching his heart.
He looked at Jiang Yexue's face and couldn't say a word. His vision began to blur.
Yue Chenqing was almost mad. "Ge...?"
Jiang Yexue murmured "en" and smiled - Yue Chenqing suddenly collapsed.
Trembling all over, holding his head, he could not believe it, let alone think about it. "No… It's impossible… Can't! How can it be!"
"Fool. What is absolutely impossible in this world?"
Jiang Yexue smiled and then calmly got up. He stood up from the wheelchair and walked towards them.
Yue Chenqing's pupils were constricted and his face was blank. "You… You
just..."
Jiang Yexue was dressed in lotus-white clothes. He was tall and had flowing clothes. He looked like a gentleman and was as warm as jade. Where was the injured cripple?
"Yes, I'm already healthy, but I hadn't told you yet," Jiang Yexue said. He raised his hand, and a cluster of white and gold flames were kindled between the fingers and palms like porcelain jade. It was the glow of Xiao Lan'er's spiritual core.
With move to kill the incantation coagulated in the palm, Jiang Yexue took his eyes away from Yue Chenqing and turned to Mo Xi.
"Xihe Jun, I'm sorry. I'm going to start with you."
Nothing else, split instantly!
The fierce battle before with Murong Chuyi had consumed a lot of Mo Xi's spiritual power. At this time, he was poisoned by the corpse grass, which could make people numb and stiff in a very short time. At last, he couldn't move. Mo Xi reluctantly parried. With the strong collision of spiritual energy, he panted to raise his head.
"It's you… Took her spiritual core... "
"Oh. You feel it when you fight?" Jiang Yexue's smile was still as gentle and elegant as before. "Yes, Xiao Lan'er's violent spirit core remained in her body only because of her latent disease, but after I absorbed its power with secret method, it can be used by me, become my sharp weapon, and cure my crippled leg."
As he said that, the golden light in his hand was becoming stronger and stronger, and he pushed it down towards Mo Xi.
"Or why do you think I took her in? I don't like children at all, especially those who like to cry…"
Against each other, the dazzling brilliance shone so brightly on the beautiful face of Jiang Yexue. But Mo Xi had never felt this face was so strange like today.
"Jiang Yexue… You are out of your mind!"
"People take snake gall as medicine, I'm just looking for a prescription for my leg disease," Jiang Yexue said. "What's more, when I asked her to come back from the school, she would have been deprived of the power of her spiritual core because she could not control herself. What's the difference between the school palace seizing it and me seizing it?"
Spiritual power met spiritual power.
Weak and strong, Jiang Yexue controlled Xiao Lan'er's spiritual power, and gradually suppressed Mo Xi.
"Don't be stubborn, Mo Xiong. You've expended too much energy. At this moment, you won't be my opponent at all." Jiang Yexue was right. The sweat seeped out of his forehead, and the black miasma of the corpse grass had climbed up a little bit, eroding his wrist and arm.
Mo Xi couldn't even bend to summon TunTian for a second time.
But at this time, he suddenly heard Yue Chenqing beside him. He was extremely sad and angry. He said in a hoarse voice, "Ghost soldiers -"
He wanted to mobilize those monsters who had not yet returned to the blood pool to stop Jiang Yexue from killing!
Jiang Yexue's eyes were sharp. Although Yue Chenqing's spiritual strength and physical strength had reached the limit at the moment. It was not only impossible to use this kind of forbidden technique, but more likely that he would die directly here. However, compared with Mo Xi who was controlled by the corpse grass, Yue Chenqing was obviously more dangerous at this time.
Then, Yue Chenqing, coughing blood, had not yet read "from order!" At the second word, Jiang Yexue suddenly withdrew the force exerted on Mo Xi, and flew with wide sleeves to Yue Chenqing.
He gave Yue Chenqing a hard blow and knocked him down.
Jiang Yexue squinted at the ground with black and merciless eyes. "Why do you always love to find something for me, Yue Chenqing."