Rong Luo's reminder reminded Mo Yunqian that she was still covered in blood at this time, and she didn't pay attention when she was nervous, but now she could smell the blood on her body without looking down, which made her frown, this bloody smell was really choking.

"Okay, I'll clean myself up first, and take a look at Qianzi and them by the way, my eldest brother and the old tea are still outside, and I don't know what happened to this old woman's subordinates."

Mo Yunqian leaned over and wiped the sweat from Rong Luo's face and said.

"Don't worry, they're all fine, Wu Ji's subordinates Lou Yue has already taken them out of the city, as long as they are sure that they are out of Sifang City, Qianzi and they will come back. You freshen up first, and then come and see Cangbo. ”

Looking at Cangyue, who was still in a coma, his face was pale with a trace of sorrow, Mo Yunqian felt sorry in his heart, but he couldn't comfort him. Because that is the spiritual pillar that has supported the master for more than ten years.

"The master finally took a woman of the same age as his little granddaughter to travel by Wu Ji's side, he restrained the hatred in his heart and the control and backlash of the heart-chasing Gu Zi Gu appeared in front of Wu Ji, and in the end, he realized that the little granddaughter he had been obsessed with for many years had already been harmed by Wu Ji, an old woman, this kind of despair that gives you hope and destroys it on the spot is really heartbreaking!"

As he spoke, Mo Yunqian raised his foot angrily and kicked Wu Ji, who was still unconscious on the ground after being used by them. If it weren't for Fang Cai Rong Luo saying that he wanted to keep this old woman in a breath, her two feet would not be on her body, but on her neck.

"Wu Ji was the daughter of a family who was sent to the palace back then, if there were no means, the family would not send her to the palace to strengthen the family's power."

"Hmm. It's just that I pity the little girl back then, she was still so young, and she was thrown off the cliff. ”

After sighing, Mo Yunqian left Cangyue's room.

At this end, Xue Qianzi followed Lou Yue and took those people to ten miles outside the city, and after making sure that these people who were already remnants of the defeated army had no intention of fighting again, Xue Qianzi sent someone back to inform Rong Luo and asked him to send the promised old woman back. Xue Qianzi and the others all knew that Wu Ji would not be able to live well in the hands of Rong Luo and Mo Yunqian, and with a good doctor and poisonous abyss, it would be merciful for that woman's life to be saved until she was sent to them.

Besides, this kind of thing is such a thing as letting the tiger return to the mountain, whether it is Xue Qianzi or Cha Lao and Mo Feng who came to supervise together, they will not be so stupid.

And why Lou Yue, a woman who has always been resentful of their family's shallowness and wants to replace her, chose that way at that time, these are not within their consideration. This woman must want to make people feel in front of Wu Ji's subordinates, and collect these disabled but not weak people.

They don't care what wishful thinking this woman has, they will eventually fail in the end, long before they pushed open the door of the Xue Mansion, the guy in the floating abyss gave them some colorless and tasteless poison, and now when the good news from Mo Yunqian's side comes, then her hand that has endured for a long time will not itch, and she doesn't need to think about what will happen after a gentle wave of her hand.

Chop the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows. Besides, the Red Mansion Killers, this batch of deaths, isn't it just the right thing to add strength to Mo Yunqian?

Rong Luo, who had already cleaned Cangyue with Fu Yuan in Xue's mansion, when he received the news from Xue Qianzi's dispatch, lifted Wu Ji, who had been tied up by him and blocked the acupoints with a unique technique, and kept throwing them on the ground, probed her pulse, and the corners of her mouth hooked a trace of cold arc.