Chapter 340: She Died Herself, Why Should Mo Yatou Be Responsible?
Mo Qingwei looked at Li Suxue's face covered with hideous wounds, and sighed softly, "Yan'er should indeed be responsible for your face." I'll let her heal you. β
The conversation between them did not deliberately avoid Mo Yan and the others.
The corners of Mo Yan's mouth hooked up a mocking smile.
Hua Hongfei also looked at the pavilion master who seemed to have become another person speechlessly.
If this Li Suxue hadn't faked Mo Yan at the beginning, how could she have been disfigured by Jun Muhan?
She died by herself, why should Mo Yatou be responsible?
"Yan'erβ"
Mo Qingwei was about to open her mouth to Mo Yan, but suddenly, the entire carriage body shook slightly, and it had already landed.
"Miss Mo, Donghuang Kingdom has arrived."
The sound of the Dark Guard Wind sounded outside the car.
Mo Yan didn't pay attention to Mo Qingwei anymore, directly lifted the curtain and jumped out of the carriage.
But as soon as his feet landed, he suddenly stepped on something.
Mo Yan lowered his head, and found himself stepping on a blood-red arrow under his feet.
This thing looks familiar.
Mo Yan raised his eyebrows, bent down and picked up the blood arrow on the ground.
"God-killing blood arrows?"
The color of Dark Guard's eyes changed slightly.
Mo Yan Dingqing glanced at the blood arrow lying quietly in his hand, and sure enough, it was the god-killing blood arrow that Yeli used to shoot Jun Muhan that night.
At the beginning, after she easily stopped the blood arrow with the blood whip conjured up by the Phantom Lotus Bracelet, the blood arrow fell to the ground and lay quietly without moving, Sikong Xing also said at the time that it was a fake god-killing blood arrow.
"Why is this thing here?" A trace of incomprehension crossed Mo Yan's eyes.
Speaking of which, it should fall in the Xicang King's Palace, right? Now it has inexplicably appeared in the territory of Donghuang Kingdom? Xicang and Donghuang are thousands of miles apart, and if it weren't for the flying dragon horse left by Jun Muhan, she would not have been able to reach Donghuang in such a short time. But ...... this arrow?
I remember that the situation was very chaotic, as if she hadn't paid attention to the bloody arrow since she knocked it down.
"Hey, I've finally caught up with you, but I'm tired of my old bones."
A familiar voice, a familiar figure, when that familiar face appeared in front of Mo Yan, Mo Yan was speechless.
"Sikong senior?"
As soon as Sikong Xing saw Mo Yan, it was no different from seeing a ghost, his eyes widened, and his face was frightened.
"I'll !! Little girl, why are you again? β
When he saw Mo Yan now, he couldn't wait to take a detour.
Originally, he wanted to pit her strength and silver needle stunt, but as a result, the skills of his whole body were pitted by this monster-like girl.
At the beginning, the terrifying spiritual power caused him a great psychological shadow, he couldn't even care about chasing the goddess, as soon as Jun Muhan lifted his ban, he immediately slipped away.
Who would have thought that it would actually ...... Again, bump, meet, meet.
Sikong Xing suddenly felt that he had nothing to love.
"Little girl, I don't have anything left for you. It's true. β
Sikong Xing cried with a sad face, at this time he did not change his appearance, handsome eyebrows and starry eyes, looking like a handsome son of a family.
"The seniors are here to chase this arrow?"
Mo Yan sent the arrow in his hand in front of Sikong Xing.
"Yes, yes! I'm here to chase this broken arrow. β
Thinking of what happened before, Sikong Xing felt that he could write a history of blood and tears.
When the broken arrow was lying on the ground and no one picked it up, he picked it up and studied it. As a result, the broken arrow, which was quiet a few days ago, suddenly flew away as if he was crazy, causing him to chase half to death, and several flying beasts were tired and killed in the middle before he barely caught up with this broken arrow.
He had given up the idea of asking Mo Yan for the power of the divine soul and the silver needle stunt, and now he just wanted to get a treasure to comfort his wounded heart, why was it so difficult?
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