Leaving the quiet room of the Linghu Throne, Ye Mo walked on a certain entrance corridor, and thousands of thoughts flew in his mind, thinking about various things. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Suddenly, there was a loud noise ahead.

Ye Mo looked up and saw a large number of monks with anxious faces, panicking and escorting more than a dozen injured monks to come quickly, but it turned out that some monks had been injured in the battle.

Ordinary monks can't be sent here, only monks with a lot of status are seriously injured, and it is difficult to recover with pills alone, so they will be treated and recuperated urgently.

"What's going on? Didn't you go to Formation 82?"

"Damn, those grandsons in the intelligence hall, Lao Tzu will go and skin them alive later, we are all ambushed by the army of the ghost clan!"

"Strip your mother! Send them for treatment, they are not lightly injured, and the body is afraid to be wasted, so save the Yuan Shen first. ”

"Why is this one injured? It's over, it's over, it's over! It's falling!"

......

The gossip kept rushing out, and the scene was chaotic.

In a trance, Ye Mo's eyes flashed, and he caught a glimpse of a snow-white palm stained with blood, holding his five fingers tightly, clutching an ice crystal sculpture, like a porcelain-like ice flying sword......

A flash of spiritual light suddenly hit Ye Mo's mind, causing his body to shake suddenly, his eyes as wide as eggs, and his eyes were about to split.

"Yan'er!"

With a wild shout, Ye Mo pounced violently, his hands were like sticks, and he fiercely pushed away a group of monks, and then his eyes fell on one of the stretchers, and the whole person was suddenly like thunder.

On the slightly dilapidated stretcher, a slender figure lay quietly on it, her hair was messily draped, delicate and beautiful, her pretty face was covered with bloodstains, and her eyebrows were dyed with blood like a distant mountain, tightly twisted together, as if facing a desperate horror, which was pity.

In the jade hand, he was holding the ice flying sword, and the slender snow-white arm was hanging down weakly, but the palm of the hand did not relax.

On the ground, drops of blood quickly flowed down, turning into a pool of bleak red, staining the stretcher, the ground, and Ye Mosen's cold eyes.

"Ye, Ye Mo!"

"What's wrong with this star?"

Although he was very angry when he was brutally blocked, no one dared to touch Ye Mo's moldy head.

Picking up Huangfu Yan at the waist, without saying a word, he rushed towards the emergency treatment area of the Flying Battleship, and the monks he met along the way were all pushed away by Ye Mo.

"Bang!"

Pushing open the door of the treatment area, Ye Mo glanced at it with red eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Save people." ”

Suddenly, the entire treatment area exploded, and a group of people surrounded him, took Huangfu Yan from Ye Mo's hands, and then entered a large quiet room, and closed the door with a "bang".

Ye Mo's heart also sank deep with the sound of the door closing, and a killing machine like destruction was brewing in his body.

A short time later, a large group of babbling monks also arrived, followed by a group of people who were sent to the ashram for emergency treatment, and a group of people waited anxiously outside.

Monks are generally able to recover from injuries with the help of pills.

But firstly, this speed was too slow, and secondly, some injuries were not something that ordinary monks could handle.

In this way, the healing area belonging to the monks was born, which can treat the monks' injuries with the highest efficiency, and can also restore the combat power of the alliance monks and immortal soldiers to the greatest extent and the fastest speed.

In this battle against the ghost clan, the healing area is naturally the top priority, among which there are countless monks who are proficient in spiritual and divine soul secret arts, and can treat divine soul injuries that ordinary monks cannot handle.

Time passed bit by bit in such a tormented wait.

A quarter of an hour has passed, but it seems like ten years have passed.

The Linghu Throne walked like a mountain, his face sank like water, and he came slowly, even though his daughter was seriously injured, he did not lose the composure of the master of the Hall of Merit.

Glancing left and right, Linghu Venerable looked at Ye Mo: "How is she?"

"The flesh was severely wounded, the back was cracked, the ghost qi entered the body, and the vitality was greatly damaged, but there was no danger to life. ”

Ye Mo said a little weakly.

Linghu Venerable nodded slightly, and didn't say anything, neither he nor Ye Mo were in the mood to speak at the moment.

After a while, another group of people came over from the entrance, all of them high-level members of the alliance.

With a muffled sound of "bang", a young monk with an unyielding face was pushed down and knelt on the ground fiercely, glaring at Pei Wuji, the head of the Pei family, with unwilling and sad eyes.

"Master Pei, what do you mean by this?"

Linghu Venerable didn't look at the young monk and said coldly.

"Linghu Daoyou, this time Yan'er's niece was injured, we are also very anxious and sad, I immediately ordered a thorough investigation of the entire intelligence team, and found out this person, it was his intelligence mistake that caused Yan'er's niece to be seriously injured, how to punish it, Linghu Daoyou, you can look at it. ”

Pei Wuji's face was pale, and there was even a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"What is going on in this matter, this seat will check it by itself, the head of the Pei family doesn't need to worry, please." ”

Linghu Venerable Throne now has a heart on his daughter, how can he be entangled in these conspiracies, and his face is cold.

"Linghu Venerable, although you are the master of the Hall of Merit and have a high position, you can't refuse the kindness of the alliance Daoist friends so bluntly, right?"

A Venerable beside Pei Wuji sneered.

"Don't push me to do it. ”

Linghu Venerable didn't look at the Venerable, just stared at Pei Wuji's eyes, and said lightly.

The words were light, but Pei Wuji heard a faint hint of murderous intent, and he didn't dare to anger the Linghu Throne anymore, waved his hand and turned around and said, "Since Linghu Daoist doesn't appreciate it, then I'll leave." ”

A group of people immediately turned around, but the Venerable who spoke sneered, and slapped a palm on the head of the young monk kneeling on the ground in front of the Linghu Venerable Throne, smashing his Yuan Shen on the spot and falling on the spot.

"It's getting more and more unscrupulous. ”

Ye Mo looked at the group of people expressionlessly.

Linghu Venerable didn't say anything, sat back in the chair, and waited for Huangfu Yan to come out.

......

Half a moon later, in the morning.

Ye Mo came to the quiet room where Huang Fu Yan was recuperating as usual, and there was no one else in the quiet room at this time except Huang Fu Yan.

Huang Fu Yan was refining the medicinal power and recovering from her injuries, Ye Mo gently put down the things in his hand, hugged his chest and looked at the face of the beautiful woman in front of him.

I don't know how long it has been, Huangfu Yan seems to have a feeling, slowly retracts her work, opens a pair of clear and arrogant eyes and looks at Ye Mo, the two of them just look at each other quietly, and no one speaks.

After a long time, Huang Fuyan gently skimmed her head and said in a cold voice: "Have you seen enough?"

"Not enough. ”

Swift and incredibly responsive.

"Flim Flam. Huangfu Yan sneered, her beautiful eyes glanced at the things on the table beside Ye Mo, and then said: "Ignorant and naïve, everyone is not mortal, what's the use of this? Are you afraid that if I recover my memory, you will never have a chance again?"

"I'm just telling the truth. ”

Ye Mo shrugged his shoulders, didn't care about Huang Fuyan's attitude, then picked up the things on the table and came to her bedside, sat down gently, and said softly: "Even if it is an immortal, it is also cultivated by people, although you will not be hungry, but isn't it very comfortable to drink a little porridge in the morning? It is also good for your injuries." ”

Huang Fuyan didn't speak, and wanted to take it, but there was a sudden sharp pain in her back, and her pretty face turned slightly white, but she still stubbornly stretched out her hand to take the big bowl in Ye Mo's hand.

Grabbing Huang Fuyan's hand and pressing it gently, but without refusal, Ye Mo scooped up a spoonful of spiritual rice porridge boiled by the elixir: "Open your mouth." ”

Huangfu Yan was helpless, and her pretty face couldn't help but be dyed with a touching flush.

In her memory, except for her relatives, no one has been so close to her, let alone a man, and what is even more odious is that her father and mother actually allowed this person to do what she did, so that she was injured in vain, so she was fed like this for half a month.

Ye Mo said while feeding carefully: "I admit that I have the intention of being close to you, but I am not afraid that I will not have a chance after you recover your memory, it's just that ...... It's just a matter of getting used to it. ”

Listening to Ye Mo's bland words, Huangfu Yanfang couldn't help but soften somewhere in the depths of her heart, as if she had been touched, and her face looked bitter and hateful, drinking the spiritual rice porridge that Ye Mo had boiled with her own hands one by one.

When the spiritual rice porridge was drunk, the door suddenly opened, and the two figures came into view, which turned out to be Huangfu Qiuyu and Huangfu Fat Cow.

"Wow, Sister Qiuyu, we seem to have seen something that shouldn't be seen. ”

Huangfu Fat Niu's ten fingers were opened, and he covered his eyes with both hands and laughed.

Huangfu Qiuyu's beautiful eyes darkened slightly, and then he smiled and said, "Brother-in-law, do you want me and the fat cow to avoid it?"

The flush on Huangfu Yan's face has spread to the root behind her ears, and she can't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, and she hates Ye Mo to death in her heart, how can she maintain the majesty of her eldest sister in the future?

"There's nothing to avoid, come in, you're done fighting?"

Ye Mo did not deny the title of Huangfu Qiuyu, and greeted the two, so that he showed a little bit of "brother-in-law", and Huangfu Yan on the side had nothing to say, so he was simply silent.

"A big win. ”

Huangfu Fat Cow slammed the two lumps of fat on his chest, like a proud rooster, and Huangfu Qiuyu nodded politely.

"Okay, from today on, Qiuyu, you take care of Yan'er, I have something to leave. ”

Ye Mo said.

After that, without waiting for Huangfu Qiuyu and Huangfu Fat Niu to ask, they packed up their things and left the quiet room.

When it comes, it is like a cloud, and when it goes, it is like the wind.

Looking at Ye Mo's figure disappearing at the corner of the door, inexplicably, Huang Fuyan felt a sense of loss and a little gloomy.

Leaving the Ice Lotus Palace Flying Battleship, Ye Mo turned around and came to the Heavenly Dao Sect Flying Battleship, and only after several tosses and turns did he come to a huge refining room.

"Ye Daoyou, are you here? you wait, I'll go and get the things for you." ”

A sharp voice sounded, and a figure disappeared into a door in the refining room.

After a while, a sharp voice sounded again, and at the same time, a thin figure also walked out quickly: "This is your eight-series flying sword, it almost failed to be perfectly refined, but it is finally in danger." ”

"Thank you. ”

Ye Mo took the storage bag, his divine sense entered it, and then nodded with satisfaction, and said secretly: "The first refining wizard of the Heavenly Dao Sect is indeed worthy of its name. ”

At this moment, a sharp voice came again: "Ye Daoyou, how can you say that your little maid also followed the old man and me to learn refining weapons, you must take care of me if you have any good business." ”

Ye Mo raised his head, looked at this strange looking old man with a little embarrassment, and said with a smile: "Even if there is, I'm afraid you won't dare to refine." ”

"Joke! There are still old men in this world who I dare not refine?"

The old man waved his hand, his face disdainful.

"Oh, can you dare to refine the Netherworld Ghost Weapon?"

Ye Mo said with a smile.

"Gloom...... Are you crazy?"

The old man was about to scoff, but suddenly reacted, glared at Ye Mo like a ghost, and scolded unceremoniously.

"Can or can't, believe it or not, Daoyou think carefully, Ye is not in a hurry, there are not many materials in hand now, and I will ask Daoyou to help when I have materials in the future." ”

Ye Mo didn't explain much, said something with a smile, and left with the eight-series Great Divine Power Flying Sword.

Then, Ye Mo came to another place on the Heavenly Dao Sect Flying Battleship, and a blazing light flew out of his sleeve and flew to the door, and soon, the door of the room was wide open.

"Ye boy, aren't you about to go, what's the matter?"

Huang Mu Shenjun was facing a chessboard, playing against himself, and he didn't look back.

"I think of some things to tell the Linghu Hall Master, but now he is not on the Ice Lotus Flying Battleship, so I ask the Yellow Wood Divine Monarch to tell him on his behalf, which is also to discuss with the sect. ”

Ye Mo said after seeing the ceremony.

Hearing Ye Mo's words, Huang Mu Shenjun immediately put down the black chess in his hand, turned around and said solemnly, "Say." ”

"Ye would like to ask the high-level leaders to suspend the plan to stop the fighting. ”

"Let's not say how long I waited for the discussion and controversy to come down before deciding, just to change this article every day, you need to give me and the high-level of the sect an explanation. ”

A cold light flashed in Huang Mu Shenjun's eyes, and he frowned.

Because of this incident, the three giants of the sect were fighting red-faced, and they almost started fighting, and it was finally decided to settle down, and now this kid said that there is no need to stop the war, and he will take the three giants to start the fight?

"I'm worried that once the truce is stopped, or even joining forces with the ghost clan, there will be unpredictable changes, which may lead to two evil consequences, one is that they are aware of our plan, strengthen their defense, and speed up their pace, and the other is that they find out that something is wrong and go directly to the last step, causing the alliance to collapse directly. ”

Ye Mo's face was worried.

Hearing this, Huang Mu Shenjun's breathing couldn't help but become a little heavier, and he was silent for a long time before he said, "Why didn't you say it earlier." ”

"A wise man must make a mistake in a thousand thoughts, and immortals may not be exhausted, let alone a kid. ”

Ye Mo said with a wry smile, this is also what he thought of later.

"Hmph, it's good that the plan hasn't really started yet. ”

Huang Mu Shenjun's face looked better, he snorted coldly, and said, "The old man will discuss this matter with the high-level, you go, and you must pay attention to protect yourself." ”

Ye Mo immediately saluted and left, flew out of the Heavenly Dao Sect Flying Battleship in a blink of an eye, turned around and returned to the Ice Lotus Palace Flying Battleship, and came to the room where the mustard was hidden, and after staying for a while, Ye Mo came out and returned to his room.

And the Tibetan mustard flew away from the station of the flying battleship and headed south.