"This is the Divine Doctor Mo Wei?" In front of the Shenxiao Palace, Shi Rong whispered to Shen Yuning, "Really young!"

Lord Shen pouted: "I'm old, what's young......

Mo Wei raised her eyebrows to look at her, and Lord Shen immediately squeezed out a polite smile: I didn't say anything.

At this moment, the man who sent the coupling had already jumped down from the roof of the Shenxiao Temple, respectfully called Master, and then stood beside Mo Wei.

"I'll wait for the Jiangnan Boat Gang disciples to meet the Ink Divine Doctor! Thank you for the medicine that saved my boat of six!" As one broke the silence, the others also chimed in, rushing to see the divine doctor.

Listening to this tone, most of the people present have received the life-saving grace of the divine doctor.

"It's annoying, it's annoying!" Mo Wei covered her ears and walked quickly to the Shenxiao Temple, and everyone behind her was reluctant to keep up.

The man who came with Mo Wei hurriedly stopped them: "Master likes to be quiet, don't do this!"

"But we really want to thank Doctor Mo in person!"

"That's right! At the beginning, I thought that I would die soon, but the ink doctor gave me such a needle, okay! It's all right!"

"That's right, that's right! I have to thank you in person for saving my life!"

Shen Yuning said impatiently, "Enough! Half of the people in the world have been saved by the divine doctor, and the other half have been saved by his apprentices! If everybody had to give thanks, wouldn't the divine doctor have calloused ears when he heard!"

When the alliance leader spoke, everyone naturally didn't dare to say anything more, and in turn begged the alliance leader to bring their gratitude to the divine doctor.

Shen Yuning, who was angry, also turned around and went towards the Shenxiao Palace.

What she just said is not an exaggeration at all, the disciples of the Divine Doctor Moge are all over the world, and for many years, they have been hanging pots to help the world and save people, and they don't know how many lives they have lived. There have also been several large-scale plague plagues that have survived safely under the prescriptions developed by Moge, so everyone in the world owes Moge a favor.

In the Shenxiao Temple, Mo Wei stood in front of Ji Feixuan's coffin with his hand, the ice coffin was cast from the thousand-year-old ice underground, which made the entire Shenxiao Hall cold in June.

"You died first." Mo Wei shook his head and sighed helplessly: "You have been conceited all your life, but in the end you died so disgracefully, you must not be able to swallow this breath underground, right?" But don't worry, whoever kills you ......."

Everyone in the hall looked at him expectantly, only to see him set his eyes on Shen Yuning, who entered the door: "Lord Shen will definitely give you an explanation!"

Lord Shen stumbled under his feet and silently wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

"Woohoo, mourning, Ji Feixuan!" Mo Wei sighed heavily, but the face of the young man showed many vicissitudes that did not match his age.

From now on, the Shaoyang Sword Immortal is no more, and the legends of their generation are gradually withering!

Mo Tiyun said, "Speaking of which, Shaoyang would like to thank Miss Qin, a disciple of the divine doctor, for examining the cause of his father's death, and also helping to save his dignity for the last time the heroes can meet."

"Miss Qin?" Mo Wei looked at the man next to him suspiciously: "Which one?"

The man also seemed to know that it was indecent to mention Miss Qin's name in public, and only told him in a voice that two people could hear.

Doctor Mo suddenly realized: "It turned out to be strong! How did she get to Gangnam!"

Crowd: "......"

"It's a long story, the seniors of the divine doctor have worked hard all the way, why don't you go and rest first?" Shen Yuning persuaded people.

Mo Wei nodded: "That's right, I have something to tell you too!"

Shen Yuning arched his hand and smiled: "I would like to listen to the teachings of the ink god doctor!"

Mo Wei also looked at her and smiled, looked the person up and down, and made Shen Yuning's hairs stand on end.

Ji Ji had just settled the ink god doctor in the wing room with his front foot, and he didn't take two steps with his back foot when he heard the screams of the Shen League Lord from inside the room, and he was so frightened that he almost rushed in.

Bai Yu stopped in front of the door and looked at Ji Yun with a smile: "It's okay, Doctor Mo and the leader of my family alliance are friends who have forgotten the New Year, and they haven't seen each other for many days, so they miss it very much, and it is inevitable that they will be a little excited."

"Ahhh Whoa!"

Ji Yun was anxious: "No matter how you listen to it, it's not an excited voice!"

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Yu's smile did not change, but the long sword was unsheathed, flashing with a silver light.

Senior Brother Shaoyang swallowed his saliva: "Okay...... Well, if there's a place to go, you speak!"

"Thank you!"

Ji Yun turned around and walked away step by step, and from time to time he heard the screams of the Shen League Master, and he would stumble under his feet!

"Would you like to go in and have a look?" Shi Rong also looked worried.

Bai Yu waved his hand indifferently: "No, the alliance leader can handle it himself!"

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" In the inner room, Shen Yuning was grinning and asking Mo Wei to reveal the fake scars on her face.

Mo Wei simply made a force, she screamed again, covered her chin and took a few steps back, tears forced out.

"It's been a long time since you've changed, and this human skin is almost growing on your face!" Mo Wei angrily threw the fake scar aside, and beckoned to her again: "Come here, old man, take a look!"

Shen Yuning stepped forward with tears in her eyes, and when she saw him raise her hand, she subconsciously wanted to hide.

"It's all taken off, what are you afraid of!"

"I'm afraid you'll poke me with a golden needle again......

This reminded the Ink Divine Doctor, and he saw that with a turn of his wrist, two golden needles of cold light were already caught in his fingertips: "But I really stabbed you!"

Shen Yuning hurriedly stepped forward, but the golden light flashed in front of her, and the two golden needles had already pierced her upper star and the second acupoint of the Divine Court, and she looked depressed.

"Oh, it's all red!" Mo Wei looked at her chin carefully, "Sanjin, bring aloe vera gel."

"Yes!"

The man who came with him took out a small jar of black gel from the medicine bag he carried with him, and dipped it in ink and applied it to Shen Yuning: "Didn't I tell you, for the sake of realism, this scar is made of real leather! Although it is not human skin, it will be disadvantageous if it is pasted for a long time, or it will be inseparable from its own skin, or it will invade the texture, so it should be changed often!"

"Got it...... It's just not convenient for me these days."

Coated with aloe vera gel, Shen Yuning felt that her chin was not so hot.

Mo Wei handed the small jar to Sanjin, and looked at her with a smile: "How? How's the investigation of your brother's death?"

"Since the seniors have seen it, they still ask me what to do......

She carefully moved to the edge of the table and sat down with the two golden needles on her head, not daring to move.

"Senpai, I found that the death of the Sword Immortal senior is very similar to that of my brother, I doubt it...... It's the same person who did it."

Mo Wei was puzzled: "But didn't you say that those two murderers have already been killed?"

"So I thought, could there be a third person? And those two were not brothers' opponents at all when they fought their brother for the first time, so how could they still kill their brother later?"

"If they killed your brother for the sake of the Legacy of the First Emperor, then what did they kill Ji Feixuan for?"

Mo Wei didn't know the secret of the "Last Record of the First Emperor", and Shen Yuning didn't know whether to tell him or not for a while.

"Senior, do you know Meng Tang? Title Moon Sect, Meng Linxiao."

Mo Wei was slightly surprised, and then quickly coughed dryly, "No, I don't know."

"You lied!" Shen Yuning frowned and looked at him: "You obviously recognize it, I heard Sister Ganglie say that the Meng family invited you to see him before!"

"Is there one?" He dodged his gaze and asked Sanjin, "I have seen this person?"

Sanjin laughed softly, "Master has saved tens of millions of people, who remembers so clearly."

"That's it!" Mo Wei said angrily: "Maybe there is, maybe not, I can't remember!"

"I'm skeptical...... Could it be the poisonous hand of the Rank Moon Sect against the Sword Immortal's predecessors......

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Shen Yuning looked at him in astonishment: "Why do you trust him so much? Have you forgotten that you just said you don't know him?"

「……」

Mo Wei simply sat next to her and said bitterly: "Okay, I admit it, I know that Meng Tang, he is Ji Feixuan's most proud apprentice, I have heard Ji Feixuan say it a few times. How could he kill his master, and how could he gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes when this was spread?"

"Senpai, you are your own light

Ming Weizheng is not everyone is like this! There are more despicable villains in this world! That Meng Tang's reputation was not very good when he was in Junbei! What a woman is cunning and cunning! Ruthless! Despicable means! Murderous like hemp!"

"Okay, okay, don't scold......" Mo Wei hurriedly raised her hand and pulled out her golden needle: "You can suspect whoever you want, but let's not curse until there is definite evidence...... If you scold you, you'll feel distressed......

"What's distressed?" Shen Yuning's heart was weak, and he looked at him carefully: "Do you know...... What?"

"Ahem! I, what, also, don't know......" Doctor Mo also followed with a weak heart.

The two of them sat still, silent on each other.

After a while, Shen Yuning changed the topic again: "I, I didn't expect that the first time I came to Shaoyang to meet the Sword Immortal seniors was to say goodbye. The scene where the sword immortal senior bragged to me that he could get countless good swords in his life seems to be ......yesterday."

"Oh, he's not bragging."

"......" Shen Yuning said again: "He also said that he is a kendo master, a martial arts master, and after eternity, his sword will be offered, and the price will also rise, but I didn't expect it to become a prophecy."

"Oh, did you take the opportunity to ask for a few more?"

"It's coming, it's coming!" Shen Yuning's eyes lit up: "Fortunately, I had the foresight to take away a lot of swords in advance! If the price of Water Mirror City rises and it is sold and it is sold, the Martial Arts Alliance will be rich!"

"Okay!" Mo Wei also said happily: "It is worthy of Xiaolong'er's sister! The brain is the light! In this way, Ji Feixuan's death will also fulfill you!"

"yes, yes!"

If it weren't for the death knell outside, the two would almost have to fight each other, and celebrate Ji Feixuan's death.

Mo Wei was a little embarrassed and said, "Actually, I'm quite sad too."

"Hmm...... I see it."

Mo Wei said again: "Really, I wrote the couplet myself, what?"

Sanjin replied with a smile: "Lift the sword and pass the gods to crown the nine heavens, if the ghosts and gods come to avoid the pride."

"Yes! I bought a hundred horses of white silk cloth just to write a big one, so that all the people in the rivers and lakes could see it!"

Shen Yuning recalled the couplet of the three golds hanging on the Shenxiao Palace, and the upper and lower couplets seemed to be one each: "Do you need so much cloth?"

"Don't you have to practice the words a few times first, there are still words written incorrectly, there are winds in the middle of writing, the ink sticks together, and the birds poop on it when drying, otherwise I can come earlier."

「……」

Shen Yuning tried her best to convince herself that the ink doctor must be joking, after all, he is the ink pavilion doctor, unparalleled in the world, splashing ink, the pen walks the dragon and snake, the pen is like a god, chic and free!

After writing, I have to scream to the sky! Yes, it must be! It must be so!