The increasing blurring of consciousness made Wang Zihao regret it now, regretting that he didn't kill the woman directly, and regretting his carelessness.

Situ Moran's gloomy eyes became more and more bloody, and it seemed that only continuous blood could soothe the restlessness in his ice eyes, and it would be difficult to soothe the coldness and anger in his eyes if he killed him directly.

And such a big incident naturally spread to the Wang family very quickly.

Wang Zihao is the eldest grandson of Elder Wang, and this concubine is deeply rooted, so he is naturally a treasure.

When he heard that Wang Zihao was being bullied on the main street, he didn't even ask whether it was right or wrong, he picked up the guy and led a group of domestic servants to start rushing to the place where the incident occurred.

In his thinking, only they bullied others in front of their Wang family, and they were not allowed to bully their Wang family in the slightest, which was also the most critical reason why he had not broken through in the Medicine Treasure Pavilion for many years and was not welcomed.

Too short-guarded, indiscriminate, impetuous, and alchemy, the most feared is impetuous, if it weren't for his good talent and no big mistakes, it is estimated that the Medicine Treasure Pavilion would have expelled him a long time ago.

And Mu poured affection here, Wang Zihao was already angry, the purple hideous face was not only unwilling but frightened, his eyes were round, and almost the bloodshot eyes were about to fall out.

Situ Moran's bloodthirsty scarlet eyes didn't seem to be relieved at all because he was about to lose his breath, the cold and bone-chilling cold did not weaken at all, and the domineering spirit of the strong man was undoubtedly revealed, as if he could surpass the world.

Mu stood quietly aside, a flash of fear flashing in his clear eyes.

This is the real Situ Moran! It's terrifying.

And at this moment, Elder Wang, who was anxiously coming, almost fainted when he saw the scene in front of him.

The eldest grandson he loves so much, not only is his whole body bloody, but he is missing one leg, and he is about to die when he is just in the palm of his hand.

Anyone who looks at it like this can't stand it.

Elder Wang was distressed and angry, his face was even more gloomy and terrifying, and a cold spear man had already roared with thick strength and aura before he arrived.

Situ Moran's gloomy eyes didn't even move, and he threw away Wang Zihao in his hand with a 'bang' like throwing garbage.

With a casual wave of his sleeve, the shot containing anger and heavy murder was lightly redirected and shot to the wall on the side.

And Wang Zihao was like a kite with a broken string, flying out without any life, hitting the wall on the side, and his soft body was considered to be on the ground.

Although Elder Wang was full of pity and anger in his heart, he was not a reckless person.

Although he was born in alchemy, but his cultivation was also reluctant to say the early stage of the general, this cold and violent man in front of his eyes can actually be resolved at will, and the cultivation is absolutely impossible for him to defeat in the slightest, and if he rushes forward, he will only be sent to death.

As soon as the sharp spear came out, he came to Wang Zihao's side in a flash, and the pity and anxiety in his eyes turned into thick anger, and his subordinates hurriedly checked the pulse.

Although the qi pulse is weak, there is still a trace of breath.

Wang Zihao is really hard to die, and even Mu Qianqing didn't expect him to be dead.

However, this is exactly what Situ Moran did on purpose.

insulting his girl like this, he will never let her die lightly.

Elder Wang, his heart was relieved a lot, but his hand did not stop, he hurriedly took out an emerald green porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a pill that exuded a rich and quiet medicinal fragrance, broke Wang Zihao's mouth, and forcefully took it.

This pill is the life-sustaining pill of the Medicine Treasure Pavilion, as long as there is still a trace of breath, taking this pill is considered to save a life, and the rest has to be slowly recovered.

Over the years, only the pavilion master can refine it, and the medicinal materials consumed are extremely difficult to find, and the auxiliary medicinal materials are even less pitiful, so he has been an elder for decades, and he has a cheeky face to come to such a one.

After sending the medicine, he told the family to send it back to the palace, and then turned to Situ Moran on the side with a gloomy face.

At this time, Situ Moran had slightly faded the bloodlust and scarlet in his eyes, but the bottom of his eyes was still cold to the bone.

Wang Zihao naturally let him go on purpose, otherwise not to mention an Elder Wang, he didn't even pay attention to the entire Medicine Treasure Pavilion.

Elder Wang saw the two people opposite, the fierceness in his eyes became more and more obvious, he had naturally seen that woman, although she wore a veil, her body shape and temperament were exactly the same, he didn't expect to collide with that girl.

Situ Moran just glanced at him casually and coldly, and then his cold eyes retreated slightly, the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a wicked and enchanting smile, and he picked up Mu Qianqing's slender soft thorn standing on the side, and said in a low and slightly gentle voice: "Girl, wait a minute, let's go!"

Mu didn't say anything, but he had never followed the footsteps of a demon so obediently.

It was a little shocking, but it wasn't frightening.

Looking at the two people who used him as air, Elder Wang almost exploded his lungs, his face was as red as a pig's liver, and he trembled slightly, and he picked up his spear and shouted: "Stop, you want to leave without an explanation, Your Excellency doesn't take the old man seriously." ”

He knew that he was not the opponent of the person in front of him, but he was so despised, he naturally couldn't hang his face, and he was already angry, even if he fought hard now, he must not let people look down on him so much.

Situ Moran stagnated slightly, put down the little hand holding Mu Qianqing, the corners of his mouth rose evilly, and said in a low voice: "Wait for this king." ”

After speaking, before Mu could say anything, he had already strode in the direction where Elder Wang was.

The domineering and noble temperament of the king on his body deeply shocked people's hearts, and naturally also deterred Elder Wang.

Elder Wang pretended to be calm and on guard, but he didn't know that the man who was walking slowly trembled slightly in his heart every time he took a step forward.

He didn't know who he had offended now, but he knew more and more in his heart.

This man must be the one he cannot afford to offend.

It's not just his terrifying cultivation, it's not hard to judge from the aristocratic aura he exudes.

What surprised him was that he was ready for a bloody battle, but the other party had no intention of making a move.

He just walked closer, condescendingly, looking down at it, and the deep and sharp eyes were already terrifying.

Elder Wang's eyes flickered a little, but after all, he had lived for more than half a hundred, and he had experienced a lot, so he naturally had to hold on, and his words were mixed with a hint of panic and coldness: "What do you want." ”

Situ Moran was silent, and Yu turned out a Xuanpai engraved with the word Yu in his hand, leaned over to his ear, and his voice was casually low: "Heal him well, this king will go to take his life later, if he dies early, your palace will be buried with him." ”