Surrounded by mountains, Mochen Jun sat at an altar and placed the acceptance on the forehead of Tian Zeye.

No, it should be on the forehead of the corpse of Tianze Night.

A trace of air flowed around him, and Blade Fengli and the black shadow watched quietly, lest something go wrong.

After a few more minutes, Mo Chenjun finally put down his hand, and the air flow around him dissipated little by little. He breathed a long sigh of relief and smiled at the two of them, "The injury is indeed very serious, but it can barely be cured." After speaking, Mo Chenjun raised his hand, and a thin needle appeared in his palm.

Mo Chenjun unbuttoned Tian Zeye's clothes, took a closer look at the hideous wound on Tian Zeye's chest, and frowned slightly.

After a few moments, as if he had decided what to do, he picked up the unthreaded needle and stitched it up little by little.

Jian Fengli looked at the hideous scars on Tian Zeye's body, and said coldly: "Lord Ling Fei's ability to see people is not very strong. ”

The black shadow could hear the faint provocation in Blade Fengli's words, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and retorted with a smile: "This kid is much more noisy than you think, so if you come to see it, you may not be able to see it very well." ”

"Yes. Blade Feng Li nodded slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a moment, Mo Chenjun raised his head: "The fatal wound has been stitched up." ”

While treating and smelling the strong smell of gunpowder from the two, Mo Chenjun couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

It only took Mo Chenjun half an hour, but he stitched the wound so that he couldn't see any traces of a day, and the so-called "magic hand back to the sky" is probably at this level.

"Small wounds are hard to sew and may take a little longer. ”

"Exactly. The dark shadow nodded, "I want to talk about something, too." ”

"Oh?" Mo Chenjun smiled slightly, and Jian Fengli also guessed what he was going to say, and asked seemingly unintentionally, "What is it that provokes Lord Ling Fei to pay so much attention." ”

The black shadow looked at the two who were secretly scheming, and asked with a sneer: "The day before the Midyear Festival this year, that is, the day before Xiao Yeye's birthday, what is that blood wave?"

When the other two heard this, their expressions couldn't help but dim a little.

"That thing, I've been investigating. Feng Li touched his chin, a little weak.

After all, that blood wave only appeared after the mission he assigned to Tian Zeye, and Tian Zeye also happened to be seriously injured at that time.

However, he did not think that these strange things had anything to do with him.

"The death toll, I think you both should know. ”

Jian Fengli and Mo Chenjun glanced at each other, and came up with the answer in unison: "Ten thousand." ”

"That's right. The dark shadow nodded, "You two know what that number means." ”

"The first foundation of blood. Blade Feng Li frowned slightly

"But the blood has always been planned by Lord Ling Fei, and the Three Realms can't be inserted without being alive, and Lord Feng Li and I don't have that ability. Mo Chenjun was still stitching up his wounds for Tianze Ye, but at this time, he looked like his breath was different.

"In other words, which third party is manipulating the blood?"

Although Mo Chenjun's voice was not terrifying, this terrible conjecture made Feng Li break out in a cold sweat.

"Now what third party dares to go against me, Tian Lingfei. The black shadow didn't think so, shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and asked, "Who was the target of his mission that day?"

"It's Tianxi's pet, the wolf king Jiuyin. "But since that day, he has disappeared directly, almost like the world has evaporated......

"Oh, it's the little brute. The black shadow still disagreed: "By the way, this year's Midyear Festival, what is my family's birthday?"

"It stands to reason that it should be 18, right?" Mo Chenjun was a little puzzled.

"No, it's not 18!" Feng Fengli denied without hesitation: "He's only 17 years old now! 18 is a false age used to hide people's ears! His file is recorded every year!"

"17......?!" This time, even the black shadow was no longer calm: "The foundation of the blood will be built at least until the age of 18...... Other words...... He's starting early......"

The air suddenly froze, and the three of them, you look at me, I look at you, and the expressions on their faces can't calm down.

Don't...... Is there really a third party who plays them in the palm of their hand......