After the Tiger Clan left, King Zhantan looked at Mo Wuxian and asked, "Dongfang Lan, who do you think they look like?"

Mo Wuxian pretended to ponder, stood up and walked two steps, and said: "The cultivation of the Tiger Berth is unfathomable, it is very likely to be infinitely close to Emperor Wu, and the figure is a little similar to that person, but I'm not sure if it's him, how it is, it still needs to be obtained by King Zhantan!"

In fact, this time he completely diverted his attention, threw all the spearheads to the Tiger Clan, and let the Tiger Clan be the substitute ghost. He could also see that until now, King Zhantan hadn't checked his red-clothed cannon, otherwise he wouldn't be so calm!

King Zhantan had already shifted his target to them, but at this time, after Mo Wuxie's ambiguous identification, he immediately turned his suspicion into certainty. This is the decisiveness of being the head of a clan.

"In that case, please go back first, I'll inform you if there's something!" King Zhantan gave an order to expel guests, and Mo Wuxian hugged his fists and walked out of the meeting hall.

"Patriarch, what do you say, kill?" the Great Elder made a gesture to wipe his neck!

King Zhantan stood up and said: "Tiger Da Niu is the treasure of the Tiger Clan, killing him is equivalent to angering the Tiger Clan, you need to know that the Tiger Clan is a crazy race, once you are completely angry, you will lose your humanity, and when the time comes, we will face a civil war!

The Great Elder nodded, and asked again: "Then what about this Tiger Berth?" I see, this person's cultivation seems to be a few points more powerful than Dongfang Lan said, otherwise it would be impossible to hurt our Martial Saint powerhouse with one move, and successfully attack our Ancestor!"

Speaking of the old ancestor, King Zhantan's aura was unstable again, he grabbed the arm of the chair, and his cold eyes revealed a strong murderous intent, and said, "Find a way, kill the tiger berth first." I want them to lose a fierce general!"

The Great Elder was a little worried, and said, "Who are we going to send? Eight capable people can't just leave their posts!"

King Zhantan laughed sinisterly and said, "Borrow a knife to kill!"

Mo Wuxian returned to the guest room of the Little Prince's Mansion.

At this time, the people of Zixuan Sect did not come back, so he took the opportunity to enter the tomb of the gods, and naturally he had to be considerate of Qu Yuan, Qu Yuan cultivated here alone, and it was a lie to say that he was not lonely. In particular, Mo Wuxian was by her side, but she couldn't feel it, she couldn't see it, and the feeling of waiting was both sad and expectant. Mo Wuxian came back, making her involuntarily throw herself into his arms.

Mo Wuxian and Qu Yuan warmed up for a while, and then told her about the recent events.

She knew that in order to avoid suspicion and not being in Zhantan City, he couldn't come in for too long.

Even so, he stayed for an hour. She said: "Innocent, you play with them and applaud them like this, so I don't worry that it's fake!"

He smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have my own scale for everything, and I will come in whenever there is danger!"

Qu Yuan listened to the intimate words, tears unconsciously rolled in her eyes, and said: "You have always been by my side, I feel very content, you can rest assured to do your thing, I will support you!"

He hugged her back tightly, holding her closer to her chest, and said, "I really hope everything will be resolved soon, and we will go back well!"

She said, "It will pass, I believe you! You should go back, or you will be suspected!"

Mo Wuxian kissed her lightly on the forehead and said, "If you feel bored, study and study this red-clothed cannon, but unfortunately there is no magic core now, and you can't exert its power!"

She thought for a moment and said, "The disappearance of the demonic beasts in the Apocalypse Mountain Range has a certain relationship with their collection of magic cores, and they must have magic cores in their hands!"

He was stunned for a moment, if it wasn't for her reminder, he would have ignored the magic core in their hands until now, it seems that he was looking for some opportunity to find out where the magic core is!

Leaving the Divine Tomb, before he could open the door, he heard a noise outside, and he pushed open the door and saw Dongfang Li.

At this time, Dongfang Li was seriously injured, with a fatal injury in his chest, and his entire chest almost collapsed, and his life was in danger.

"Senior Brother, hurry up and save Senior Brother Rescue!" Dongfang Boda just flew in from outside with Dongfang Li in his arms, and shouted anxiously when he saw Mo Wuxie.

At this moment, another seven blue lights settled, and it turned out to be the other seven martial saints of the Zixuan Sect, and they all looked at Dongfang Li together, all showing a look of concern.

Mo Wuxian asked Dongfang Boda to carry Dongfang Li into the house, and then checked his injuries.

With his medical skills, there are still very few people who can't be saved, and the Dongfang Li in front of him is already in a coma, and his breath is intermittent, if it weren't for him, maybe no one in this world can really be treated.

The eight of them all looked at Mo Wuxian nervously.

"Senior brother, how is it?" asked Dongfang Broad eagerly.

He was very worried, because this was the person he brought out, if someone died, it would definitely be difficult to explain it when he returned, and he was the most anxious to count the anxiety, and the others clenched their fists nervously.

Mo Wuxian said solemnly: "His situation is very dangerous!"

"Boda, which bastard? I'm going to kill him!" a martial saint exuded a dangerous aura all over his body.

Looking at their murderous intentions, Mo Wuxian knew that there was a change in Zhantan City.

"Calm down for Lao Tzu, now is not the time to find someone to take revenge, but to save the vitality of the junior brother, now give me a go, without my orders, no one can leave the door half a step!"

His tone was stern, Dongfang Boda clenched his fists and stopped talking, and he had to take the lead and walk out of the city, and the others followed! The eight of them lined up outside, even if the king of heaven and Lao Tzu came, they would not let him in!

Mo Wuxian looked at Dongfang Li, sighed, and said, "Your life is really big, if you don't meet me, you will definitely die!"

After speaking, he connected his fingers to Dongfang Li's body, sealing his pain nerves. Dongfang Li, who was in a coma, was still convulsing all over his body, but after these few fingers, he immediately eased up, and his pale face was quiet.

He pinched Dongfang Li's chest for a while, and then he kept rubbing, and after a while, the broken sternum was brought back to its place.

He picked up Dongfang Li, sat behind him, put his palms against the back of his heart, and output Xuan Qi, helping him push the blood through the palace and sort out his functions.

Suddenly, Dongfang Li coughed up a mouthful of blood, splashed more than two meters away, and fell to the ground shockingly.

He breathed a sigh of relief and finally saved his life.

Now, if he wants to recover quickly and come to his senses, he needs some medicinal herbs. Fortunately, he had the most medicinal herbs, so he took out a large number of medicinal herbs from the divine tomb, and then used Xuan Qi to crush the medicinal herbs into powder, and neutralized them with boiling water and applied them on his chest. After doing all this, he walked out of the room.

The eight people of the Zixuan Sect immediately asked about the injury, and Mo Wuxian told the truth, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

He said a few pairs of medicinal herbs and asked his companion to purchase them, and this matter was over!

He didn't use his own medicinal herbs, because if he had made all the herbs himself, it might be speculated, so he didn't allow any clues to be caught, and everything had to be handled carefully.

After buying the medicinal herbs, he decocted the herbs himself, and then poured them into Dongfang Li's mouth. In this way, he believed that in less than one day, Dongfang Li would wake up.

After closing the door and walking out, Mo Wuxian looked at Dongfang Boda and asked, "Boda, what's going on?"