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When Mo Yunkai rushed back from outside the city, it was already approaching.

After he entered the city, he changed into a carriage and went around all the way back to Zuiyue Tower.

Before he could wash the dust, he went directly to the conference hall, and at the door of the conference hall, Leng Xiangfan had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Lord." Leng Xiangfan saw Mo Yunkai coming back, and stepped forward to salute.

"Well, what's the situation?" Mo Yunkai pushed open the door of the council hall and asked as he walked, casually placing the burden and the blood-stained black sword on the table.

Leng Xiangfan's eyes fell on the sword, and he moved away again silently.

He replied calmly: "The situation is not optimistic, my subordinate just used a needle for her, maybe she will wake up tomorrow." ”

Mo Yunkai looked slightly stunned, sat down expressionlessly, glanced at Leng Xiangfan, and said: "I actually forced you to use the Seven Souls Death Needle, she can be regarded as picking up a life this time, and she has worked hard for you." ”

"The subordinates just did their duty, and the lord is serious." Leng Xiangfan replied with a bow, and his words were soft.

Seeing him like this, Mo Yunkai still had a cold face, and he didn't say any more greetings, and directly opened the burden and took out a brocade box, and handed it to Leng Xiangfan's hand.

said: "I'll give you this thing, as for how to use it, you should know it very well." ”

Leng Xiangfan took it silently, opened the brocade box, and a blooming snow lotus exuded a faint fluorescence, lying quietly in the brocade box, and there were still a few drops of snow dew on the flowers and leaves.

"It's ...... The silver snow lotus at the top of the Tianshan Mountains? Leng Xiangfan couldn't help but show joy on his face, if he woke up and took this substance, most of the cold poison and internal injuries in the body would be expelled, although the effect was not as good as the Kunlun snow kite, but it was also a rare precious medicinal material in the world.

"In just five days, you can go back and forth in the Tianshan Mountains, and you are worthy of being a lord." Leng Xiangfan said happily, with heartfelt admiration and gratitude in his heart.

You must know that this place where the silver snow lotus blooms is said to be guarded by a large number of fierce snow wolves, and the lord is actually ...... within a few days

He looked at the blood stains on the black scabbard on the table again, and he could guess that those snow wolves were probably all killed by this sword.

Hearing Leng Xiangfan's heartfelt praise, Mo Yunkai still had a cold and calm face, and only nodded slightly.

"It's not early, Doctor Leng, let's go down first, and I'll leave the matter to you." He said.

"Yes, the subordinates are retired, and the lord is asked to rest early." Leng Xiangfan took a step back and retreated with the brocade box in his hand.

He exited the council hall and went straight to his alchemy pharmacy, he had to prepare the introduction of the medicine with Xuelian, and let her take the medicine as soon as he woke up tomorrow morning, so that it could have a good effect.

In the chamber, only two lights were on.

In the silent and empty hall, Mo Yunkai sat alone at the table, and most of the coldness on his face had been removed.

He took out the silk silk from the side, dipped it in wine, and wiped the blood stains off the sword little by little.

For five days, he traveled without sleep, and many of his brothers died under the claws of the snow wolves in the Tianshan Mountains, and he encountered bandits from time to time along the way.

He couldn't count how many times he swung his sword and how many brothers he lost along the way, but as long as he could retrieve Snow Lotus, the loss was worth it.

In any case, he couldn't let Wu Yu die.

Ten years ago, he experienced the pain once, and ten years later, he never wanted to experience it a second time.

He placed the freshly wiped sword on the weapon rack, freshened up, and changed his clothes before going to the Ruthless Pavilion alone, he didn't want to give her a trace of blood.

When I opened the door, the room was very dark, except for a bright light next to the bed in the back room.

At this time, Wuyou was still lying quietly on the bed, the pain before she fell unconscious was still there, her delicate eyebrows were slightly twisted, and her face was as pale as paper, which made people feel unbearable when they saw it.

Mo Yunkai sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at her fixedly for a long time, and her eyes were like ice, gradually dyed with the warmth of a candle.

He reached out and gently touched her cheek, and the slightly cool and silky touch came, which made his heart soften.

He withdrew his hand, the sourness and throbbing in his heart disturbing his bounds.

He turned around angrily, and suddenly left Ruthless Xuan in a hurry, he couldn't accept that his indifference had faded layer by layer for her.

He came to the edge of the blue lotus pond again, where there was an old grave, where the old people were buried.

But the face imprinted in his mind at this moment is no longer the person he was at the beginning.

Shouldn't I hate her?

If it weren't for her back then, he and Mu Xue would not be separated forever.

But as time passed, his hatred gradually became unclear and uncontrollable.