Chapter Eighty-Eight: Dark Incense
/p> Mo Chan's fingers curled up slightly spasmodically, and her face changed. She gently folded the boy's cuffs, looked at the exposed forearm, and fell silent.
Injuries of this magnitude...... There are also wounds of this nature......
What is the benevolence of a doctor, Mo Chan thinks that he does not have it. But the young man in front of her at this moment really aroused her only remaining conscience.
Before she came, she was wondering that people like Ji Mu would also have friends who were willing to send them with a green sparrow? The life that Ji Mu wants to save is more likely to be - he wants to continue to torture his hot hands, and he doesn't want people to die easily!
Ji Mu saw her stop and said, "How is it?"
Mo Chan closed her eyes and said, "I can't save it." β
"Impossible!" Ji Mu's voice became cold, and he said, "He can survive in a more dangerous situation than this before, and it makes no sense that he can't be saved now." β
"You still know ......!" Mo Chan took a deep breath and said coldly: "Ji Mu, I won't go around in circles with you." I don't have the heart to find out who this person is, but I can't save it, it's the truth. And ......"
Ji Mu pursed his lips and stood in the shadows, unable to see his expression clearly.
Mo Chan didn't look at it either.
She said in an accentuated tone: "No matter what grievances you have with him, you have tortured people to such an extent, it is really beyond measure, it is impossible to do it any more! β
"You wake him up and discuss it together. Ji Mu said, "The medical skills of the two of you add up, and it's fine." β
Mo Chan was irritable and said, "It's not just a matter of adding up who is at all...... Don't you know how badly this person was injured? I see that you didn't want to keep people alive in the first place, and now don't ask anyone to save them!"
"It's not me," Ji Mu said coldly, "Those fatal injuries on his body were already like this before I met him, you don't push anything on my head." β
"That can't be. Mo Chan didn't believe a word. The young man's arm obviously had traces of their Fengtianfu torture, Ji Muzhen couldn't see it, but Mo Chan changed her words and said, "If that's the case, it's impossible to maintain his life with your half-hung medical skills...... Huh?"
Halfway through her speech, she suddenly realized that she had overlooked the most important pointβsuch a serious injury, which had dragged on for so long, even a cultivator should have died a long time ago! This young man was still alive?
I couldn't help it, Mo Chan's fingers pressed the young man's wrist vein again, and gathered a trace of aura to explore deeply......
"Mo Chan, haven't you noticed it yet?" Ji Mu smiled coldly and said, "He is not human at all. β
And at this time, Mo Chan also discovered the inner dan in the young dantian!
β...... Demon Clan?" Mo Chan frowned. But the boy didn't have any demonic energy on his body, and his pulse was not obviously different from that of a human! She said to herself, "Is it a half-blood?...... Will it be like this for a half-breed?"
"What do you care about him!" Ji Mu was impatient and said, "Treat it directly!"
Mo Chan laughed angrily. She didn't even know the race, what kind of treatment should be followed? But she also knew that Ji Mu was not a reasonable person, so she asked a different way: "Before I came, how did you give him a life?"
"Then you still need to ask?" Ji Mu didn't think twice, "Of course I fed him the demon pill." β
Mo Chan paused and said, "No wonder those little demon cultivators in the Spirit Alliance have disappeared so much...... I see that you have destroyed the corpse and destroyed it. β
Ji Mu sneered and did not deny it.
Mo Chan fell into deep thought.
She knows more, the demon clan devours the same kind of demon pill, although there is a chance to continue life, but it is also quite dangerous.
The demon clan is purely determined by the merits of the bloodline, if you recklessly devour the demon pill that is higher than your own bloodline, not only will there be a danger of failure and backlash, but the appearance of the body will also be affected and mutated. And in order to survive, devouring a large number of demon pills is even more taboo, which will make the body's breath become turbid and mixed, and even go crazy directly...... Because the demon pill often carries fragments of original memories and dying resentment.
As for the young man in front of him......
He was unconscious, and it was not clear whether his mind was impaired. But Mo Chan can at least be sure that the aura on his body is still pure, not at all like he has taken a large amount of demon pills.
So the only answer is...... The blood in the young man's body is far higher than all the demon clans he devoured!
At this point, Mo Chan finally sighed in her heart and thought of a name-
An impossible name!
Mo Chan raised her hand violently and directly removed the mask!
He, he's ......!
Mo Chan's expression was blank for a moment, and then slowly fixed his gaze on the bright red blood pact mark on the center of the young man's eyebrows.
......
......
The last time she saw this face was before entering the ancient battlefield.
Mo Chan still remembered that she was standing by the window of Linjiang at that time, like everyone else, with curiosity and awe, carefully peeking into the true face of the nine generations, and was surprised that Cheng Yuan, who had done all the evil things in the rumors, turned out to be such a delicate and gentle young man.
And then the boy looked at herβ
Clear spring and bright moon, breeze and fine snow.
- She had never seen a pair of eyes cleaner than then.
"Ji Mu......" Mo Chan trembled a little when she heard her voice, "You are so bold." β
Ji Mu said: "So what?"
Mo Chan muttered, "...... It's going to die!"
Once the matter is exposed, the Spirit Alliance ...... Especially the Feng Clan, they will definitely go crazy! That is the nine generations that the Spirit Alliance has been waiting for for 10,000 years, and it is the most noble bloodline of the Feng Clan! Blood Contract? How dare he Ji Mu!
"You saw it too. Ji Mu leaned on the stone wall with his arms crossed, his eyes drooped, and said, "I have already made a blood contract with him, so he belongs to me." As long as I don't want to be lifted, none of them can help me. Unless you don't want to take his life anymore. β
Mo Chan couldn't reason: "This kind of thing...... Even the Martial Sect can't protect you! The people of the Spirit Alliance can arrest you and go back and slowly extract a confession until you can't stand it anymore and give up!"
"I'm not afraid of that. Ji Mu smiled, his voice was extremely calm, "Even if they dismantle me and destroy Fengtianfu, I will never let go." β
β...... "Crazy," Mo Chan said, "you're a complete lunatic!"
"That," Ji Mu's eyes narrowed dangerously, and he smiled, "Are you cured or not?"
"Of course I-"
The woman spoke slowly, smiling, and a touch of frenzy suddenly rose on her face, "It's impossible to let go of this opportunity!"
She cherished the young man's cheek to the extreme, and said quietly: "If I miss this time, I'm afraid I won't have the opportunity to practice with the people of the Feng clan again in my life!"
"Wow, you know you're thinking about this. Ji Mu's face relaxed, and he said with a smile: "You can toss as much as you want, as long as I save his life." β
Mo Chan smiled, and then said solemnly: "That's all for the future, his situation really can't be delayed any longer." You give me ...... first."
Ji Mu waited intently to hear what she was saying, and as the woman spoke, she naturally raised her hand to arrange her sideburns and broken hair, and the dark purple wide sleeves swayed with it.
"Prepare ......"
Mo Chan smiled softly, her fingertips were light and intertwined, and the refreshing aroma of poison exploded in the cave in an instant!
β...... Go to hell. She laughs.
(End of chapter)