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Lian Bo came to the outside of Prajna's tent early and asked the female doctor about Prajna's condition.

"Big brother, if she hasn't woken up yet."

Lianhua is Lian Bo's own sister and the female physician accompanying the Prajna tribe, she didn't sleep well all night, and she and the other two companions have been staying by Prajna's side.

"Brother Lianbo, why don't we rest here for a day today? The holy maiden has not yet woken up, and there are still many warriors who are still wounded. ”

Mo Ling, Mo Xiang and the others walked over, just in time to hear what Lian Hua said,

"It's okay, anyway, there's still time, so let's rest here for another day."

Lian Bo thought for a moment and agreed.

Mo Xiang left to arrange breakfast, and by the way, he informed everyone that they didn't have to leave today.

"Put him down."

Lian Bo and Mo Ling entered the tent to take a look at the situation of Prajna, and then the two walked under a tree in the grove at the edge of the camp.

The warrior who was following them stepped forward and lowered the body of the gourd ball hanging from the tree.

Mo Xiang also walked over with Mo Feng and Mo Yu when he saw the situation here, and several people gathered around the corpse of the gourd ball to observe. They had been worried about Pranya last night, and they didn't have the energy to take care of the gourd ball, which had long since died, so they simply hung his body from a tree.

The gourd ball was cut with a large knife in the back of the long wound, and the bone was deep in it. The blood has long since clotted.

"Did you bleed to death?"

Mo Ling looked at the long knife edge on the gourd ball and asked.

"I guess so."

Moxiang pulled out his knife and rummaged through the corpse of the gourd ball. Then use a knife to cut the body of the gourd ball. After a few glances, he let out a sigh of surprise.

"Hey, the fatal wound is not the knife in the back. Rather, the viscera was violently shaken. Behold, his internal organs are broken. ”

Mo Xiang moved out of the way a little so that the others could see the inside of the gourd ball's corpse.

"Did anyone whip the corpse last night?"

Lian Bo took a closer look, and the internal organs of the gourd ball were indeed cracked.

"No, no one came here last night."

Mo Feng and Mo Yu glanced at each other and said, last night it was the two of them who led people to keep vigil. Didn't see anyone acting strangely.

"It's not a whipping corpse, you see that there are a lot of traces of blood clotting in the place where the internal organs are broken, and if it is an injury after death, there will not be so much blood. He was a man's entrail that was torn apart while he was alive. ”

Mo Xiang explained to the crowd as he pointed to the cracked internal organs of the gourd ball.

Someone cracked his internal organs while he was alive?

Everyone couldn't help but recall the scene of yesterday's battle. The gourd ball was slashed in the back, taking the opportunity to break through the encirclement of the two warriors of the Prajna tribe, and kicked away the Lianbo who rushed forward, and then held the already unconscious Prajna Holy Maiden hostage. Just when everyone was in despair, the gourd ball suddenly collapsed.

Is it the one that slashes in the back?

Mo fiddled with the wound on the back of the gourd ball. The wound was deep, but it was blocked by bones, and it couldn't have been the knife that had chopped through his internal organs.

Or did he suffer serious internal injuries in the battle before he was stabbed?

Mo Xiang shook his head again, although he was far away at that time, he could still clearly see that although the gourd ball was embarrassed at that time, it didn't look like it had suffered a serious internal injury at all.

The only time left that could have been when he could suffer serious internal injuries was the moment he rushed in front of the Prajna and turned behind her with a beautiful sideways step.

But between the lightning and flint, who gave the gourd ball the fatal blow? Is it the holy daughter of Prajna?

No way.

Not to mention that the holy woman of Prajna was already frightened and unconscious at that time. Even if she was in good condition, it would be impossible for her to inflict such serious internal injuries on the gourd ball. Although the gourd ball is inferior to Zhimo, it is definitely not something that a weak little girl like the Holy Maiden of Prajna can deal with.

After listening to Mo Xiang's analysis, everyone fell into deep thought. Only Lian Bo and Mo Xiang seemed to think of one thing at the same time and glanced at each other.

"Let's eat, everybody. The saint must not blaspheme, it must have been that this guy insulted Prajna with words before, so the great god Chiyou punished him in the dark. ”

Lian Bo said slowly.

"Brother Lianbo, I have a question I want to ask."

After settling down the large army, Lian Bo and Mo Ling walked to the side and muttered quietly.

"Brother Mo Ling, please tell me something."

Lian Bo probably guessed what Mo Ling wanted to ask.

"Is there a peerless powerhouse in your Prajna tribe who is secretly protecting the Prajna Holy Maiden? Of course, it doesn't hurt if it's inconvenient to disclose. ”

Mo Ling asked the doubts in his heart.

"Hehe, Brother Mo Ling, do you think there will be someone in this world who is so brilliant in hidden kung fu?"

Lian Bo was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Mo Ling to have such thoughts. He laughed and asked rhetorically.

"Yes, I know I'm a bit ridiculous. But..."

Mo Ling smiled bitterly.

He didn't know that he was really stupid to ask this question. It's just that he thought of Mo Li's bizarre death before. In addition, the sudden death of the gourd ball this time is directly related to the holy woman of Prajna. That's why he had this ridiculous idea.

"Brother Mo Ling, I know what you mean. You also remembered that Moli died, right? To be honest, our Prajna tribe simply doesn't have such a peerless powerhouse. And the deaths of these two people certainly have nothing to do with Prajna. When Mo Li died, we were not at the scene, so it was difficult to judge. But yesterday when the gourd ball died, although I was unconscious, so many of you saw it with your own eyes. How can there be any peerless powerhouse to shoot? ”

Lian Bo thought about it and said slowly.

"Brother Lian Bo is right, but I am thinking nonsense."

Mo Ling thought about it, and what Lian Bo said made sense. The gourd ball fell to the ground and died in front of everyone's eyes, if it wasn't for Mo Xiang dissecting his body just now, everyone wouldn't even know the real cause of his death, and would only think that he had died of blood loss.

However, although Lian Bo explained to Mo Ling like this, there were also some muttering in his own heart. Is it really the great god Chiyou who protects Prajna in the underworld? Although Lian Bo is a staunch theocratic supporter, he does not believe this argument in his heart. Neither Moli nor Gourd Ball's deaths looked like they were caused by the so-called divine punishment.

Could it really be that there is really a peerless master who is incomprehensible to ordinary people like himself guarding Prajna? As he himself said, if such a peerless master really exists, it would be too sensational. No matter what his combat effectiveness is, who can escape his assassination with this hidden skill alone?