That's what my father said. Mo Yunfeng said respectfully.

"Well, after research, the Great Elder said that this girl's old injuries have not healed, so the efficacy of the blood is greatly reduced, and her internal injuries can be repaired in a short period of time with the Xuan Ling Fruit. Mo Zixu handed over a small brocade box, "You sent the Xuanling Fruit to that girl." ”

Mo Yunfeng stuffed the small brocade box into his arms, and finally asked a question that was entrenched in his heart: "Father, this Miss Su, what attitude should we have towards her?"

Mozi smiled coldly: "It depends on whether she knows how to lift or not." If she knows how to raise and voluntarily becomes the blood medicine person of Weiyang Palace, Weiyang Palace will naturally not treat her badly. ”

As soon as Mo Yunfeng heard this, he felt unreliable.

Su Luo's temperament is not unclear to him, how can he automatically ask Ying to be the character of a blood medicine person in order to survive? This will definitely not work.

Mo Zixu understood as soon as he saw Mo Yunfeng's expression, and the corners of his mouth were indifferent: "If she doesn't know how to lift, the elder will use her spiritual power to manipulate her, and when she becomes a puppet, how can she choose?"

Mo Yunfeng's heart tightened slightly, it seemed that the worst thing was going to happen.

He hesitated for a while, but still asked, "If Master Rong Yun knows...... So what to do?"

Master Rong Yun's strength is unfathomable, even the strength of the old ancestor is below him, if Master Rong Yun goes crazy, the entire Weiyang Palace will suffer at that time.

Who knows, a strange smile appeared on Mo Zixu's face: "The old ancestor is now in a critical juncture of retreat, if he can succeed in breaking through this time, why is he afraid of Rong Yun?"

Mo Yunfeng suddenly realized. It's no wonder that my father is not as in awe of Master Rong Yun as he used to be, and he is about to break through if he dares to love the old ancestor!

After understanding this, Mo Yunfeng confidently took the last Xuanling Fruit of Weiyang Palace to the side courtyard.

This Xuanling Fruit has been stored for a hundred years, and it has been passed down as a treasure from generation to generation, and now it has been passed down for four generations.

Seeing Mo Yunfeng coming, Beichen Ying glanced at him coldly, and said with a smile: "If you don't have anything to do, you will go to the Three Treasures Palace, what's the matter, what instructions does our Venerable Second Young Master Mo have?

Mo Yunfeng smiled faintly: "Brother Beichen is strict, the previous incident was the rude of Weiyang Palace, isn't this to compensate?"

"Compensation? The blood that fell from our family is the most precious elixir in the world, what do you use to compensate? It's almost the same as compensating with your family's Xuanling Fruit. Zi Yan glared at Mo Yunfeng angrily and smiled coldly.

Back then, the old ancestor of Weiyang Palace cultivated so well that he planted the only Xuanling Tree from the very center of the dark forest to Weiyang Palace, and set up a formation for this.

If it weren't for the medicinal effect of the Xuan Ling Fruit, Mo Yunfeng would not have been able to advance to such a desirable height as the Ninth Order at the age of his twenties.

Beichen Ying's smile was as gorgeous as a summer flower, her eyes were shining, and she stared at Mo Yunfeng with a slight smile: "Ziyan is right, and your family's Xuanling Fruit is qualified to compensate, so take it." ”

As he spoke, Beichen Ying spread out his palms.

All of them are robbers who don't suffer a loss. Mo Yunfeng secretly darkened in his heart.

But in the face of this group of robbers, Mo Yunfeng had no way at all, he hatefully took out the brocade box from his arms and threw it into the palm of Beichen Ying's hand.