The sickle of death in Douluo continent

"Don't ask, little friend, you should be able to see Ling'er. If she wants my life, you can hold my head to see her. I just hope she won't hurt her."

When Yun Deguang left Fengwei Village, he memorized the path along the way. He thought that by remembering the road, he would be able to return to Fengwei Village and find Feng Ling'er. But only then did he understand that the moment he left Fengwei Village, it was a farewell forever. No matter how much he searched for it, he could never return to that place. He went to the southwest more than thirty times in his life, and came back disappointed every time.

"Mr. Yun, that Feng Ling'er may not want to kill you. I'm afraid there is something fishy at this time. Your purple-blue flower is a mature purple-blue flower. I'm afraid it has hundreds of years of medicinal age. If she wants to use the purple-blue flower If the flower poison kills you, I’m afraid you would have died a long time ago.”

Mo Wen shook his head. Ziqinghua had been kept in the Yun family for so many years, and Yun Deguang was fine. Instead, he had been poisoned recently, which was obviously abnormal. When Feng Ling'er gave the purple and blue flowers to Yun Deguang, she should have sealed the flower poison of the purple and blue flowers. It was only recently that the seal disappeared.

"Doesn't she want me to die? Doesn't she hate me very much?" Yun Deguang's body trembled and tears fell from his eyes.

"Mr. Yun, the purpose of my coming here is just to inform you of Xiaoman's whereabouts. As for rescuing Xiaoman, now is not the time." Mo Wen said calmly.

"It's not the right time yet. When is that? What if it takes too long, Xiaoman?" Yun Deguang suddenly became anxious. After knowing that Yun Xiaoman fell into the hands of the Wu clan, he was on pins and needles and wished he could fly to Fengwei Village immediately. Fly to Fengling'er. How could he make his granddaughter suffer for the mistakes he made as a heartless grandfather?

"Don't worry, Xiaoman is safe now. She is participating in the Witch Clan's Moon Girl selection, which is not necessarily a bad thing."

Since Mo Qingtian said that Yun Xiaoman was safe now, Mo Wen naturally believed it. He told Mr. Yun about the selection of Yue Nu, but he only said good things. Try not to mention the bad aspects and just tell him that Yun Xiaoman is safe now.

"I have a plan in my mind about rescuing Xiaoman. Mr. Yun, don't be impatient. This matter is not a trivial matter and cannot be rushed. By the way, don't think about going to look for Fengwei Village by yourself. It is impossible for you to find it."

Fengwei Village is in the secret realm of ancient witches, and he cannot break into it, let alone Yun Deguang.

"Don't ask, little friend. The old man knows that you are a powerful person and will definitely find Fengwei Village. I have a favor to ask. When you go to the secret realm of the ancient witch, can you take me with you? I am already fifty I haven’t been back there for years.”

A trace of unforgettable longing flashed in Yun Deguang's eyes. He didn't know how many dreams he had dreamed of returning to that place, dreaming of the beautiful Feng Ling'er, as if everything was still around him. However, everything has gone away, time has taken away too much, perhaps only memory is eternal.

"Let me think about it at this time, and we'll see what happens when the time comes. Since there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."

Don't ask yourself whether you can enter the secret realm of ancient witches by infiltrating the Tianhua Palace mission. He is not sure whether he can bring Yun Deguang with him. He can only tell when the time comes.

A flash of disappointment flashed in Yun Deguang's eyes. However, Mo Wen did not refuse immediately, which showed that there was still hope. He knew that Mo Wen was this type of person. I don't like that kind of worldly dealings, so I don't want to persuade him to stay, so I get up and see the guests off in person.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the door, a figure slammed the door and barged in, almost hitting Mo Wen.

She was a beautiful young woman who appeared to be in her thirties and had an unusual aura about her.

"Li Xian, why are you so rude?"

Yun Deguang frowned. He was receiving guests in the study, and he didn't ask for such distinguished guests, but his daughter-in-law bumped in so recklessly.

"Dad, I'm sorry. Mother Wang just said that Xiaoman's whereabouts have been found. Is that true?"

The beautiful young woman looked pale, with fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and looked very haggard. She was none other than Yun Xiaoman's mother, Yu Lixian. The days when she was missing were so slow that she almost went crazy. She was Xiaoman's only daughter.

While speaking, the young woman fixed her eyes on Mo Wen. She obviously regarded Mo Wen as a life-saving straw. She was so excited that she almost grabbed Mo Wen's hand and held on.

"Li Xian, don't ask about this." Yun Deguang sighed softly. Although he got Xiaoman's whereabouts, he was not optimistic.

Mo Wen nodded slightly to Yu Lixian, and then walked out of the study. Yu Lixian reached out to grab Mo Wen and wanted to say something, but Yun Deguang glared back.

Walking out of Yun's house, Mo Wen found that he seemed to have nothing to do in a short period of time. He was just waiting for the martial arts conference next month. Wang Yinru would take care of this matter. He didn't have to worry about it. However, with the current ability of the generous faction, it would be a bit difficult to participate in the martial arts conference. Reluctantly, not to mention those mysterious ancient martial arts forces that Mo Qingtian mentioned, I am afraid that among the known warrior sects on the surface, the Dafang sect is not assigned a number.

He originally wanted to summon some warriors with good cultivation from the Qinggu Secret Realm, but after all, the Qinggu Secret Realm is just a small inner world with limited abilities, which is far incomparable to other large inner worlds. Moreover, most of the strong men in the Qinggu Secret Realm have been registered and recorded in Tianhua Palace. This type of people cannot participate in martial arts conferences.

Tan Qiyue, on the other hand, has no family or sect. He has lived in seclusion for hundreds of years and has long been cut off from the sects in the Qinggu Secret Realm. He can be said to be a warrior in the main space, but Tianhua Palace has no way of verifying it, so it is easy to get away with it.

Tan Qiyue is a peerless expert in the second level of Wuzong. Mo Wen may not be able to defeat him now. Originally, a martial arts conference in the main space called him to come. There were some great talents. Mo Wen already felt that even if he was called, he might not be able to defeat him. There is no guarantee of victory.

He wrote a handwritten letter and sent someone to the Qinggu Secret Realm, asking Tan Qiyue to handle the matter personally. The Ming Palace is a very broad force. Although there are not many extraordinary strong men in it, there are always some warriors with extraordinary cultivation who can escape the investigation of the Tianhua Palace, and the number of them is probably quite large. After all, the entire Qinggu Secret Realm is under Mo Wen's control, which is an advantage that other sects do not have.

The storm is about to come, the martial arts competition is getting closer and closer, and the entire Chinese martial arts forest is becoming more and more active. Compared with the usual battles between warriors, the battles between warriors have increased in a straight line, even if they are ten times more than usual. towards. Moreover, many criminal cases across the country suddenly increased in large numbers, and many of them were not investigated at all, and the murderer could not be found at all.

In Jinghua City, a residential area, a newly opened clinic suddenly opened in the past few days. The clinic is not big, but although it is small, it has all the internal organs.

Mo Wen was sitting on a rocking chair in the clinic, leisurely drinking a cup of hot tea. It was the twelfth lunar month of winter, and the wind was biting outside. Pedestrians were walking on the road huddled in their big cotton-padded jackets. The New Year is coming soon, and although the weather is very cold, it is very lively outside.

The clinic is opened by Mo Wen. This is his fourth day here. For ordinary people, opening a clinic may be very troublesome. It requires a doctor's qualification certificate and various business licenses. Even if you meet the conditions, you want to complete all the procedures. It will probably take at least a month to process it. But for Mo Wen, it was easy.

However, in four days, Mo Wen did not receive a single patient. Perhaps the newly opened clinic has a sense of strangeness. People always do not trust unfamiliar things. Many sick people do not come to him even if they go far away. .

But it doesn't matter, Mo Wen's purpose is not to cure diseases.

On the surface, he was sitting on a chair drinking tea, but his mind was already wandering. Episodes of experiences in treating diseases and refining alchemy flashed through his mind, and he was absorbing and digesting them bit by bit.

Ji Wuya's inheritance was too huge, and Mo Wen could not absorb it all in a short period of time. During this period of time, he was practicing while absorbing Ji Wuya's inheritance, and at the same time preparing for the martial arts competition.

As for this clinic, he just found a corner for the time being.

While Mo Wen was closing his eyes in reverie, there was a sudden noise outside. Several police cars and an ambulance passed by the entrance of his store, roaring all the way into the community.

"Three incidents happened in four days. Is it possible that the world is so unstable now?"

Mo Wen slowly opened his eyes. His clinic was at the entrance to the community. Everyone who entered the community had to pass by his clinic. In the four days since he had been here, three people had died in the community, and none of them were normal deaths.

Mo Wen's mind moved slightly, extending one kilometer in an instant, and the scene of the incident in the community clearly appeared in his mind. Downstairs of a residence, a large group of people gathered around, mostly nearby residents and the police who had just arrived. Several people in white coats came down from upstairs carrying a stretcher.

The white cloth covered the person on the stretcher, but Mo Wen's consciousness penetrated directly. Inside was a female corpse. The female corpse had no clothes and was covered with scars. It was obvious that she had been subjected to violence. Moreover, the female body was shriveled, her skin was pale, and all the blood in her body had been sucked dry.

"Another person died in the community. What's going on?"

"Today's world is getting more and more chaotic. Whose girl is this time? It has been five days since the first murder. Why haven't the police solved the case? Several murders happened in the community. They must be from the same family. It’s a personal thing.”

"It has just been confirmed that the deceased is the daughter of the Xiao Yang family. I know his daughter. She was smart and cute since she was a child. When she grew up, she became even more prosperous. She was a good student in school. She has always had top grades. She just took the exam the year before last. I went to Hua Xia University, but I didn’t want to suffer such a cruel attack and destroy such a good girl.”

"The murderer who was killed by God is simply inhumane."

"No, and this time, the girl died so tragically, even more miserably than the previous two. I live across from her house, and I've seen her before. She was absolutely inhuman."

Mo Wen slowly opened his eyes, a cold look flashed in his eyes: "Vampire"