In these few short minutes, Mo Qingtian walked back and forth between heaven and hell several times.

This kind of stimulation is a big blow to Mo Qingtian's heart. Mo Qingtian was about to say something, but suddenly the corners of his mouth twitched violently, and he slowly fell down holding his chest.

Mo Jiu could see the cause at a glance, a condition like his, if he was not rescued in time, he would lose his life in an instant.

A group of guards gathered around and hurriedly moved Mo Qingtian to the carriage. Mo Yunchen finally came back to his senses and said to Mo Jiu: "Big brother, I heard from my mother that your medical skills are good, save your father." ”

Mo Jiu's lazy sitting posture on horseback has not changed, and his expression is indifferent.

"Healed? I'm not a god, but not everyone can save me. Since the Messenger is here, why don't you beg him? ”

The commotion on Mo Qingtian's side was so big, it was impossible not to find it, not to mention that Wuchen had always been half-floating in the air. But Wuchen's expression was always light, and the appearance of this matter had nothing to do with him.

Wuchen's eyes have always been on Mo Jiu, and suddenly when he heard him say that he would let the messenger heal, Wuchen's eyes became a little deep, and he couldn't distinguish the emotions in it.

"You want Ben to save him?"

Wuchen's words were said to Mo Jiu, a pair of phoenix eyes were deep, and his gaze was on Mo Jiu's somewhat lazy face.

Mo Jiu's eyebrows raised slightly, thinking about what Wuchen meant. What does it mean for her to let him save? If she really wanted to save it, why should she pretend to be someone else's hand?

Mo Jiu suddenly curled his lips and smiled, and said, "Then it will be troublesome to the envoy." ”

She suddenly wanted to see how Wuchen would react. Is it because of her words against her heart to save Mo Qingtian or not.

Mo Jiu believed that Wuchen should be able to save Mo Qingtian, and whether to save or not was just a matter of his thoughts.

The dust-free dark eyes reflected the crooked Mo Jiu of the eyebrows. Mo Jiu's smile seemed to contain a touch of exploration that he couldn't see through.

Wuchen raised his hand and threw an object to Mo Yunchen on the side.

"There are two pills in the porcelain bottle. The small one is taken orally, and the large one is crushed and applied to the face. ”

Mo Yunchen didn't have any hope at all just now, and he didn't think that the envoy really provided life-saving medicine. You must know that the messenger wants to come and do his own thing, and he will save anyone who will not intercede for anyone.

Mo Yunchen hurriedly gave Mo Qingtian medicine according to what Wuchen said.

At this moment, Wuchen suddenly fell from mid-air and rode on the back of the horse that Mo Jiu was riding. Wuchen sat behind Mo Jiu, because the horse's back was not big, and the two were very close.

This sudden approach made Mo Jiu's back tense involuntarily.

Wuchen lowered his voice and said, "According to your wishes, the human envoy has also been saved, should we set off?" ”

I don't know how Wuchen did it, although the distance between the two is extremely close, Wuchen and Mo Jiu don't have any contact.

Finding this, Mo Jiu became interested, leaned back slightly, and leaned his shoulders on Wuchen's body.

Wuchen's body stiffened visibly, and the next moment, an invisible force gently straightened Mo Jiu's posture.

The corners of Mo Jiu's lips hooked slightly, and he smiled: "We? Does the envoy mean to accompany Mojiu to the Black Underworld Forest? ”

Wuchen's voice was faint: "You can also understand it that way." Ben Jean watched you enter the Black Underworld. ”

At this time, Mo Qingtian had woken up slowly, and he looked in good spirits, but his mouth and eyes were still crooked, and he could not be considered a complete recovery.

As soon as Mo Qingtian woke up, he thought about interceding with the messenger, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed. It was only as soon as I opened my mouth that I noticed the anomaly.