"Jingcheng is lost, the news is blocked, I don't know that Xu Yingying is here, please don't blame it." Uncle Mo arched his hand and said.

"Uncle Mo doesn't have to be polite." Xu Ling helped Uncle Mo up.

"Your injuries?" Xu Ling asked with concern.

"I'm just a survivor, and this injury is nothing." Uncle Mo's expression was gloomy, "The city lord is in prison for me, resulting in ......"

Zhao Yuan held Uncle Mo's hand, "Uncle Mo, you don't blame you, if it weren't for you, maybe we would all have died at the hands of the invaders." ”

"I may have a way to heal Uncle Mo's injuries." Xu Ling said.

Uncle Mo's injuries were mainly due to the toxins left by the invaders on his wounds, which made the wounds difficult to heal.

As a Qi Refiner, Xu Ling's Source Eye has a strong vitality, coupled with the power of the field here.

Although Uncle Mo can't be reborn with a severed limb and remove the toxins on it, it's not a big problem.

"Really?!" Zhao Yuan was delighted.

Xu Ling asked Uncle Mo to sit down, and as Xu Ling's two fingers were bent together, the power of the surrounding field was condensed in his hand, the source eye in his body was shining, and the strong vitality was condensed on his fingers.

"The process may be a little painful, Uncle Mo, you bear with it." Xu Ling said.

Uncle Mo's evolutionary level is not low, before he was injured, he was almost at the level of the demon king, but it was precisely because of this injury that his evolutionary level continued to fade.

In the long run, without the power of evolution in his body, it will be difficult to resist this corrosive force, and in the end, he will not be able to escape death.

Xu Ling's finger was pointed at Uncle Mo's forehead, and vitality poured in, like a holy spring, along Uncle Mo's meridians, slowly condensing at the severed limb.

Zhao Yuan stared at Uncle Mo nervously.

Now that she has only one relative left, Uncle Mo, Zhao Yuan doesn't want Uncle Mo to die in endless torture.

Uncle Mo's brows tightened, and at this time, black mist continued to pour out from his severed limb, and he could vaguely hear something neighing in the black mist.

The cry was terrible.

But even though he was suffering such a huge pain, Uncle Mo was silent and silently endured.

He had a bruise on his forehead and looked hideous.

Xu Ling admired in his heart, but at the same time, he was secretly surprised in his heart, he underestimated this toxin.

This toxin seemed to have life, and at this time, it was actually resisting the vitality injected by Xu Ling.

"This toxin is so weird." Xu Ling's heart tightened.

His other hand stretched out, drawing more of the power of the terrain from the space.

The power of the terrain condensed in his hands, gradually forming a white flame that exuded a fiery aura.

As the flames condensed in Xu Ling's hands, the temperature of the entire space rose a lot.

Zhao Amaran was shocked, she knew very well that Uncle Mo's current state could resist such a blazing flame.

"It's okay, amaranth, I'm fine." Uncle Mo stopped him and reluctantly said, "Xu Xiaoyou, I can bear it, just come." ”

Xu Ling nodded, "Uncle Mo, you hold on." ”

After speaking, Xu Ling had no distractions and became extremely focused.

The flames he gathered turned into fiery snakes, wrapped between his five fingers, and slowly pressed towards Uncle Mo's severed limbs.

Just the moment of contact, Uncle Mo's flesh and blood were burned to a crackling sound, and a pungent smell came, which made the people around him feel shocked.

The flames scorched his body, and this pain was tantamount to Ling Chi.

But Uncle Mo was still silent.

Xu Ling increased the speed of injecting vitality, and the Source Eye in his body was running at full strength, and the intense vitality turned into mist and continued to pour into Uncle Mo's body.

In the confrontation between the flames and toxins, Uncle Mo's weak body couldn't bear it.

Xu Ling guessed correctly, this toxin was no longer simply attached to the surface of the wound, but had already invaded Uncle Mo's internal organs.

With the flame to the yang qi, it entered Uncle Mo's body.

It can be clearly seen that the blood vessels in Uncle Mo's neck have turned black, like a hideous centipede.

Zhao Yuan covered her mouth.

She underestimated the toxin, believing that she could get rid of it if she found a healing drug.

These Uncle Mo were afraid that Zhao Yuan would worry, so he did not tell him his true physical state.

Until an hour passed, Xu Ling's forehead was covered with tiny beads of sweat.

The vitality in his body slowly faded, and the flames attached to Uncle Mo's wounds dissipated.

"Uncle Mo!" Zhao Yuan immediately came to him and supported the weak Uncle Mo.

"Uncle Mo is okay, right?" Zhao Yuan asked Xu Ling anxiously.

Xu Ling breathed a long sigh of relief, "Recuperation for a period of time, there should be no big deal." ”

"Thank you, Xu Xiaoyou." Uncle Mo reluctantly opened his eyes and thanked Xu Ling seriously.

Another two hours passed, and the evolutionary power in Uncle Mo's body recirculated, and his mental state was much better than before.

"Xu Xiaoyou, what are your next plans?" Uncle Mo found a place to sit down with Zhao Yuan's support.

"I'm going to take advantage of the general trend of the mountains and rivers in Jingcheng to catch them off guard, and I've asked the people outside to prepare in advance, so that the big army will rush to this side." Xu Ling said.

"Do you need us to do anything?" Uncle Mo said.

In the base area, in addition to Zhao Yuan, there were more than a dozen surviving Great Xia evolutionaries, and they all stood up after listening to Uncle Mo's words.

"Xu Yingying, if you have any orders, just say it, go to the soup and go to the fire, and you will not hesitate." They all spoke sincerely.

After the battle of Jingcheng, they were full of hatred for the invaders in their hearts, even if the level of evolution was not high, they wanted to do their part.

Xu Ling looked at them and nodded, he understood what these people were thinking.

Guarding Great Xia has never been a one-person business, nor is it something that can be accomplished by one person.

Xu Ling found a pen and paper, centered on the unfinished building, roughly depicted the layout of Jingcheng, and marked several key places on it.

"In these places, I need you to place the field runes I carved into the exact directions." Xu Ling Zhengse said.

There can be no mistake in this.

In the next few hours, Xu Ling took out the jade that had been prepared in advance, and carved many intricate runes on it, each piece of jade was very crucial, and there was no room for the slightest mistake.

As long as the formation is completed, in Jingcheng, there is the capital to kill the leader of the forty-ninth team.

After doing this, Xu Ling contacted the patrol captain who was controlled, and asked him to apply for the next time to patrol the surrounding area and bury jade for Uncle Mo and them as a cover.

Xu Ling still needed to find out the situation, and after doing this, he left here.

Xu Ling looked at the direction of the leader of the invaders, and his figure disappeared into the moonlit night.

Just as Xu Ling was standing in a tall building, he suddenly felt a faint smell of incense.

"Incense deity?!" Xu Ling frowned deeply.

Under the moonlit night, a mist rose and appeared beside Xu Ling.