I saw that the ghost doctor didn't know when he took out a flute and played it intently.

The clean flute sound seems to have the magic of washing the soul, but it is like a breath of energy, which rushes straight to the dantian.

"Old eight, I'm so uncomfortable. After a while, Fangfang's face suddenly turned pale, and he was physically exhausted to support Qingmian.

Qingmian also noticed the subtlety of this flute sound, and his face turned slightly pale, "This flute sound is a holy sound, you and I are both people who study witchcraft, witchcraft is the most evil art in the world, and we must not be able to stand this flute sound." ”

"I see, I can't imagine that the ghost doctor has such a stunt. Fangs panted.

At this time, Mo Wuxian was obviously also disturbed by the sound of the flute, and the roar became more and more angry, after determining that the source of the flute sound was the ghost doctor, he suddenly turned his sharpness and turned all his attack power to the ghost doctor.

The ghost doctor is always focused on playing, but whenever an attack comes, he can always dodge it, and his body is extremely nimble.

"Old eight, I really can't stand it, let's withdraw quickly. "This flute is so strong, it's completely the nemesis of their witch clan, and the fangs can't stand it.

In contrast, Qingmian's internal strength is much deeper than that of fangs, so his endurance is also much stronger, he glanced at the sect leader and the ghost doctor who were in a stalemate in the air, and nodded, "Well, it seems that the ghost doctor can handle it alone, we can't help here, it will only be lost in vain, just withdraw first according to your wishes." ”

After speaking, his palm pressed against the back of the fangs, and the powerful true yuan continued to enter his body.

"Thanks, eighth. Fangs were suddenly shocked, and the two of them disappeared in mid-air in a flash.

On the other side, the ghost doctor caught a glimpse of them leaving, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, because this way he could concentrate more fully on facing the sect leader without worrying about hurting others.

His Forgetfulness Song is a trick to deal with the demons in the sect leader's heart, so Mo Wuxian will always arrange him by his side.

However, the Sect Master has not committed a demon in his heart for many years, who is it this time who can stimulate the demonic nature in the sect leader's heart to this extent?

The ghost doctor frowned slightly, and there was an ominous premonition in his heart.

It took twice as long as before Mo Wuxian regained his composure, his lost reason returned little by little, and the bloodshot in his dark eyes gradually decreased.

The song finally stopped slowly, and the ghost doctor took a long breath, withdrew the flute, and flew to him with light skills.

"Master, are you alright?"

Mo Wuxie's long hair was extremely messy, and his black eyes looked at the chaotic scene around him, and he couldn't help frowning in annoyance.

Damn, he's been controlled by the demons again!

Glancing at the ghost doctor, there was a tiredness in his tone, "Ghost doctor, thanks to you today." "Otherwise, I'm afraid that the consequences will be unimaginable.

The ghost doctor nodded slightly, and said in fear: "Sect Master, I will come later today, I am afraid that I will not be able to turn the tide on my own." ”

Hearing this, Mo Wuxie's eyes became dark, and the hands under the sleeves of the robe were secretly clenched.

I only heard the ghost doctor continue: "Sect Master, as the saying goes, heart disease still needs heart medicine, and if you don't solve your heart disease, the heart demon cannot be expelled for a day. ”

His heart was sick? His heart couldn't help but sink sharply.

"In that case, this sect leader will go and deal with it now!"

…………

Borderland.

"Childe, there's a letter from the imperial court!"

The little servant ran into the camp tent with the letter in his hand and an excited face, Fang Yunting's knife wound had healed most of the time, and he was already able to move normally, and he was standing in front of the desk at this time.

"What letter?" Fang Yunting's long and narrow eyes stared intently at the battle report spread out on the table, and his handsome face had no expression.

"Childe, take a look!"

Taking the letter in the little guy's hand, Fang Yunting glanced at three lines, and then his eyes were cold, and his big hand directly clutched the letter into a ball of waste paper.

"Childe, is there something wrong in the capital?" asked anxiously, the turmoil in the capital had already spread to the outside of the city, and now the people in the camp were panicking, and everyone was talking about it.

Fang Yunting let out a cold "um", his face was indescribably gloomy, and his thin lips only spit out three words, "Dugu." ”

"Huh?" the little guy was stunned, "Dugu...... Isn't that the famous Dugu King?"

"Have you heard of this person?" Fang Yunting suddenly asked.

"Of course, there should be no one in the world who doesn't know about him. The little guy replied without thinking, "It is rumored that Dugu is the supreme Hun king of the desert, acting with an iron fist, and the country and the people who govern the desert at a young age have won the hearts of the people. ”

After speaking, Fang Yunting was silent, and the little guy said with great interest: "By the way, I also heard that he is extremely handsome, and I don't know how many women in the world dream of getting his favor——"

The last word just came out of my mouth, just listen - bang!

A loud bang sounded suddenly, almost scaring the little guy to death!

After taking a closer look, he found that Fang Yunting had slammed his fist on the table, and suddenly a big hole was smashed out of the table.

"Childe, what are you doing?" the little guy shouted in horror, seeing that blood was already coming out of Fang Yunting's fingers.

Oh my God, Childe is hurting himself!

Fang Yunting's face tightened, his narrow eyes were already full of turbulent waves, and he slowly withdrew his hand, ignoring the blood on his hand, as if he couldn't feel pain.

The little guy hurriedly found a towel to wipe it for him, lowered his head, and suddenly a cold sentence came from the top of his head:

"Dugu is a chaotic minister and thief, this capital disaster is caused by him, as a famous courtier, I have the obligation to kill him and be loyal to the country. ”

The muscles in the forehead of the little guy jumped suddenly, "Childe, what do you mean?"

Fang Yunting narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Pass my order, rectify the army, and intercept and kill Dugu." ”

"Yes......"

…………

"Sister Xinya, who is Mo Wuxie, why did you stay for him?"

Mu Xinya thought about their relationship carefully, "Hmm...... To be exact, he is one of my elders. ”

Well, this answer seemed to be very reluctant, and even Mo Lan, who had been silent since just now, looked up at her.

"Elder?" Jade Poria lifted her chin in realization, "Oh, no wonder those subordinates just now called you so respectful." ”

"Huh. Mu Xinya bit her lip and laughed embarrassedly twice, and suddenly found that Mo Lan's eyes had changed drastically past her.

When I turned around, I found that Mo Wuxian was already standing outside the door, looking at them incomprehensibly.

God, when did he come?

Also, his demons are under control?

Thinking of this, she secretly observed with her peripheral vision, and finally settled down after discovering that he had indeed regained his composure.

"Sect Master Mo, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come unharmed. Mo Lan took a step forward and said to Mo Wuxian with a calm face.

Mo Wuxian also recognized her at a glance, raised his thick eyebrows, and said in a deep voice, "Aunt Mo Lan." ”

Mo Lan turned her face away, not wanting to see his face again, "You are here to see the little princess, the little princess has suffered a lot since she was a child, I hope you can treat her well, even if it is ...... It's for the sake of the eldest princess's thin face. ”

Mo Wuxie's eyes darkened, and he was silent for a long time before he spit out a sentence, "Auntie, don't worry, Mengyun's daughter, I will- treat it as my own." ”

Even if it is the child of the woman he loves the most and another man......

Hearing this promise, Mo Lan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head and nodded silently to Mu Xinya.

At this time, Mo Wuxian also turned his gaze to Mu Xinya, and after taking a look at her, he walked out of the door, noticing his eyes, Mu Xinya immediately understood what he meant, and walked up to follow.

Under the willows, the cool breeze is blowing.

Mo Wuxian stood on the armrest, with his back to Mu Xinya, and the ghost doctor was far away.

"I don't know what happened to the Mo Sect Master?" was speechless for a long time, and finally Mu Xinya couldn't help but break the silence.

The wind was blowing her hair, tickling, and she couldn't help but reach behind her ear.

"If you haven't said it before, let's go on. Mo Wuxian said lightly.

Go on?

Mu Xinya hesitated a little, if he was as demonic as before, then wouldn't she suffer?

"Don't worry, with the ghost doctor here, I won't get out of control. ”

Being peeped at, Mu Xinya pulled the corners of her mouth in embarrassment, rolled her eyes, and finally made a decision: Just say it!

"What do you want to hear?" she asked softly, tilting her head.

Mo Wuxian thought for a moment, "All." ”

He wanted to know everything about Mengyun, bit by bit, and didn't let it go.

Mu Xinya was slightly stunned, and then nodded clearly, "Okay." ”

Then she began the long story. Starting from her biological father Mu Chengtian, to the eldest lady, Mu Luorou, bamboo roots, bamboo leaves, none of them were left behind.

After finishing speaking, Mu Xinya took a long breath and wiped the moist corners of her eyes.

"Why are you crying?" asked Mo Wuxian after a long time.

"The wind was so strong that it was just blinding. Mu Xinya deliberately looked away with her red eyes.

"Mu Chengtian, is it?" Mo Wuxian suddenly mentioned this name, and his voice contained an indescribable emotion, "What do you want me to do with him?"

Mu Xinya's eyes flashed, "He must die." ”

"What about the others?"

"Everyone in the Mu family deserves to die. ”

"She is worthy of being a woman from the Helian family, and she has momentum. Mo Wuxian laughed, "From today on, I will order the entire sect, from the disciples to me, I will assist you, just do what you want." ”

"Really?" Mu Xinya asked in disbelief, a little excited in her heart, doesn't this mean that she will have great rights?

"It's true, you go and prepare. Mo Wuxian suddenly gave an eviction order.

Mu Xinya was stunned for a moment, then understood what he meant, nodded and turned to leave.

Mo Wuxian had his back to her from beginning to end, and he couldn't see what expression was on his face, maybe the world's No. 1 cult leader was weeping in the wind......

Mu Xinya quickened her pace, hoping to get help from Mo Wuxie's subordinates as soon as possible.

Her enemies, look, she Mu Xinya has come back from the dead!

Dugu, wait for me, and soon I will lead the disciples of the cult to the capital to help you break the siege!

It's just that when she passed by the ghost doctor, a pair of black eyes under the ghost mask seemed to stare at her faintly, but she didn't pay much attention to it and walked over.

Just walked around a corner, suddenly a person called out to her.

"Miss Mu, please stay!"

Turning his head, he saw the ghost doctor standing not far away.

Mu Xinya was taken aback, watching him slowly approach her, and asked politely, "Is there something wrong with Your Excellency?"

She felt that this ghost doctor's ability was quite great.

"Miss Mu, you have a witchcraft curse on you, you should know. The ghost doctor stopped at a step away, his voice coming through the ghost mask ethereal and unreal.

Remnant curse?is it like that time when Zhugen used a bell to control her in Huaqing Palace?nodded, "I know." ”

The ghost doctor paused slightly, stretched out his palm, and a black pill lay in his hand.

"This is?" Mu Xinya looked over.

"After taking this medicine, the witchcraft in Miss Mu's body will be completely eliminated, and she will not be trapped by it for the rest of her life. The ghost doctor explained.

How could such a small pill have such a powerful effect? Mu Xinya felt incredible.

"If you don't believe it, Miss Mu can go and ask the two elders, Qingmian and Fang, to see if what the ghost doctor said is true. ”

Mu Xinya's eyes rolled, she took the medicine and took it down, and said happily: "I believe it." ”

The ghost doctor didn't expect her to take the medicine so easily, and couldn't help but be surprised.

"By the way, since you are a ghost doctor, do you know Chu Han and Xuan Yi?" Mu Xinya asked curiously.

"Chu Han, the world's first divine doctor, Xuanyi, the world's first poison doctor, and the world's first ghost doctor are me, do you think I recognize it?" replied with a chuckle.

Oh, and this kind of ranking, the rivers and lakes are really varied.

Mu Xinya smiled, "The first two have names, so who is your ghost doctor's surname?"

Hearing this, the ghost doctor smiled faintly, "The Buddha said that you can't say it." ”

Still playing tricks, Mu Xinya pursed her lips, thanked him and was about to leave, the ghost doctor looked at her beautiful purple back, retracted his gaze, and prepared to leave.

"Ghost doctor, I think I know you, we must have met before!"

Suddenly, a clear voice came from afar, and when she turned around, she turned her head and shouted to him, and after shouting, she left without looking back.

The ghost doctor couldn't help but be slightly stunned until her back disappeared from sight, and a low laugh came out from under the ghost mask.