"That's what my father said." Mo Yunfeng said respectfully.

"Well\uff0c, after research, the Great Elder said\uff0c, this girl's old injuries have not healed\uff0c, so the effect of the blood is greatly reduced\uff0c, and using the Xuanling Fruit can repair her internal injuries in a short period of time." Mo Zixu handed over a small brocade box\uff0c: "You send the Xuanling Fruit to that girl." ”

Mo Yunfeng stuffed the small brocade box into his arms\uff0c\uff0c, and after that, he still asked a question that was entrenched in his heart: "Father, my lord\uff0c, this Miss Su\uff0c\uff0c, what attitude should we treat her?" ”

Mozi smiled coldly: "It depends on whether she knows how to lift or not." If she knew how to raise \uff0c and voluntarily became the blood medicine person of Weiyang Palace\uff0c, Weiyang Palace would naturally not treat her badly. ”

As soon as Mo Yunfeng heard this\uff0c, he felt unreliable.

Su Luo's temperament, he didn't know \uff0c, how could he automatically ask Ying to be the character of a blood medicine person in order to survive? This is absolutely not going to work.

Mo Zixu understood as soon as he looked at Mo Yunfeng's expression\uff0cThe corners of his mouth were indifferent: "If you don't know how to lift\uff0c, the elder will use her spiritual power to manipulate \uff0c and wait for her to become a puppet\uff0c, how can she have a choice?" ”

Mo Yunfeng's heart tightened slightly\uff0c\uff0c\uff0c\uff0c\uff0c\uff0c\uff0c\uff0c\uff0c\uff0c\uff0c\uff0c\uff0c\uff0c\uff

He hesitated for a while\uff0c and asked, "If Master Rong Yun knows the truth...... So what to do? ”

Master Rong Yun's strength is unfathomable\uff0c, even the strength of the old ancestor is below him\uff0c, if Master Rong Yun goes crazy\uff0c, then the entire Weiyang Palace will suffer.

Who knows\uff0cA strange smile appeared on Mo Zixu's face: "The old ancestor is now in retreat, and at a critical junc\uff0c, if he can succeed this time\uff0c, why is his old man afraid of Rong Yun?" ”

Mo Yunfeng suddenly realized. No wonder my father is not as in awe of Master Rong Yun as he used to be\uff0c dare to love the old ancestor, and he is about to break through\uff01

After understanding this, \uff0c Mo Yunfeng confidently took the last Xuanling Fruit of Weiyang Palace to the side courtyard.

This Xuanling Fruit has been stored for a hundred years\uff0c has been passed down as a treasure from generation to generation\uff0c has been passed down for four generations now.

Seeing Mo Yunfeng coming\uff0c, Beichen Ying glanced coldly\uff0c, and said with a smile: "If you don't have anything to do, you can't go to the Three Treasures Palace\uff0c\uff0c\uff0c, what instructions do our honorable Second Young Master Mo have?" I didn't even bring a bowl this time? ”

Mo Yunfeng smiled faintly: "Brother Beichen is serious\uff0c, what happened before was Weiyang Palace's rudeness first\uff0c, isn't this to compensate?" ”

"Compensation? The blood that fell from our family is the most precious elixir in the world\uff0c, what do you want to compensate for? It's almost the same to compensate for your family's Xuanling Fruit. Zi Yan glared at Mo Yunfeng angrily\uff0c and smiled coldly.

Back then, the old ancestors of Weiyang Palace cultivated so much that \uff0c insisted on planting the only Xuanling Tree from the very center of the dark forest\uff0c to Weiyang Palace\uff0c, and set up a formation for this\uff0c\uff0c, for countless years\uff0c, the Xuanling Fruit has delivered countless masters to Weiyang Palace.

If it weren't for the medicinal effect of the Xuanling Fruit, Mo Yunfeng would not have been able to advance to such a height as the ninth order at the age of his twenties.

Beichen Ying's smile was as gorgeous as a summer flower\uff0c's eyes sparkled\uff0c's eyes sparkled\uff0c's smile stared at Mo Yunfeng: "Ziyan is very right\uff0c, and your family's Xuanling Fruit is enough to compensate for it\uff0c." ”

As he spoke, Beichen Ying spread out his palms.

All of them are robbers who don't suffer a loss. Mo Yunfeng secretly darkened in his heart.

But in the face of this group of robbers\uff0c, Mo Yunfeng had no way at all\uff0c, he hatefully took out the brocade box\uff0c and threw it into the palm of Beichen Ying's hand.