Ancestor of Magic

When Mu Fengchen and Bai Mohan arrived, the flags of the Wang family had already been replaced with the symbol of Meng Ziyi's red moon.

Mu Fengchen and Bai Mohan could only sneak in quietly. Along the way, they hid and avoided the search of Mencius Yi's men.

When he saw the corpses piled up one after another, Mu Fengchen's eyes were cold, his hands were clenched tightly, and he even took a step.

Bai Mohan, who had been noticing Mu Fengchen all the time, pulled him back and shook his head helplessly at him.

Mu Fengchen retracted his foot, just staring at the proud man sitting on the big chair.

Suddenly, Wang Tianming's body was dragged over by the two, and it was thrown in front of the piled up corpses like trash.

This scene is like the Mu family decades ago.

This kind of similar scene kept repeating before his eyes, bit by bit swallowing his calmness.

Bai Mohan also knew about it, so he held him tightly, and whispered in his ear: "Mu Fengchen and the others are numerous and powerful, they are going at this time, and they have no intention of sending them to death. His body was stolen."

Mu Fengchen suddenly looked at the lower right corner of Meng Ziyi, and saw Luo Li sitting slumped on the ground, unkempt, with empty, dull eyes, but still alive.

So, under the stimulation of blood, Mu Fengchen completely ignored Bai Mohan's words, shook his hand away, directly pulled out the phantom, and quickly killed him.

Everything came unexpectedly, Meng Ziyi was not prepared at all, and Mu Fengchen came so quickly.

Although, Seto Yao was the first to react and went up to meet him, but at this time, Mu Fengchen was not something he could stop.

Before he could make a move, Mu Fengchen slashed past his ear, and the sword directly slashed Meng Ziyi's arm, and stood in front of Luo Li.

Lai Yao froze on the spot, with an expression of disbelief. Last time he saw Mu Fengchen and Meng Ziyi's contest, but Mencius Yi's speed was even more comparable to his, and Mu Fengchen's speed was unexpectedly There is no chance for him to make a move.

At this time, Meng Ziyi also looked at the wound he was covering, looked at Mu Fengchen with a sneer, and suddenly laughed evilly, and said evilly: "Mu Fengchen, you are here, but I am getting more and more I appreciate you, but this time you seem to have come a bit late, and missed a good show."

Mu Fengchen sneered, and said coldly: "What a show, this mountain of corpses, is it just an understatement in your mouth?"

Meng Ziyi let go of the wound, looked at the pile of corpses with a sneer, the dilapidated houses, and the blood all over the floor, and stared at Mu Fengchen disapprovingly, "Otherwise! In my eyes, they are not as good as Luo Lingyi." strands of hair."

Mu Fengchen did not expect that Meng Ziyi would go into such a state of madness because of Luo Lingyi. If he had the chance, he would really want to ask those who had died, but he regretted everything he did back then.

After Mu Fengchen went out, Bai Mohan couldn't hide anymore, so he faced Laoyao.

Just like that, the four of them stared at each other vigilantly, for fear that in the blink of an eye, the pair would disappear before their eyes.

No matter if it was Layao or Bai Mohan, when they were ready to strike, Meng Ziyi had no intention of making a move at all.

Suddenly, Mu Fengchen groaned, with a painful expression on his face, Bai Mohan stared at Mu Fengchen even more surprised.

Mu Fengchen opened Luo Li with a palm, then stabbed the ground with his sword, supported his whole body, and looked at Luo Li in disbelief.

Bai Mohan immediately wanted to step forward, but was entangled by Layao. At this time, Bai Mohan couldn't perform magic, and could only fight with his previous ability, but Layao was not easy to pester, either. No matter how many times he tried to escape, he was stopped by him.

Meng Ziyi didn't even look behind him, and completely handed over his back to Lao Yao.

Smiling at Mu Fengchen, he said, "Mu Fengchen, what's the matter, what does it feel like to stab someone deeply from the back when he is protecting you? Does the back hurt more? Or does the heart hurt more? Woolen cloth?"

Mu Fengchen frowned slightly, seeing Luo Li curled up into a ball, lying on the ground, trembling, completely devoid of the appearance that a housewife should have, and knew why she became like this.

So, enduring the pain on his back, he pulled out the dagger, straightened his body, looked at Meng Ziyi without changing his face, and said coldly: "A person who has lost himself, what kind of behavior does she do? That's no surprise, it's nobody else's business."

Meng Ziyi did not expect that Mu Fengchen would be tolerant enough to find excuses for the person who stabbed him.

Meng Ziyi knew in his heart that if Mu Fengchen was not eliminated, he would definitely become his biggest obstacle in the future.

Meng Ziyi's face darkened again and again, he drew out his sword, shouted, rushed forward, and slashed down fiercely.

Mu Fengchen immediately blocked it, but the pain from his back still made his strength a lot weaker, and it seemed a bit difficult to deal with Meng Ziyi.

On the one hand, Bai Mohan wanted to deal with Layao, but on the other hand, he was very worried about Mu Fengchen, so he was too eager, and instead restrained Layao everywhere.

Seto Yao also took a fancy to this point, and kept attacking, and the moves were all moves that made people a useless person.

And Mu Fengchen knew that he would not have any confidence in fighting Meng Ziyi like this, so he let Phantom fight with Meng Ziyi himself, and took the opportunity to run towards Bai Mohan.

Seeing this, Bai Mohan also knew that the two of them had to get away quickly, so he wholeheartedly fought against Setao, using the moves Ning Luoxi had taught him before.

All of a sudden, Layao was suppressed. When Mu Fengchen came, the two attacked back and forth. Layao received Mu Fengchen's palm and Bai Mohan's sword, and the injuries were not light.

"Go quickly." Mu Fengchen said in a cold voice, grabbed Bai Mohan, and quickly left, the phantom followed suit.

Meng Ziyi wanted to chase after him, but stopped because Lao Yao was seriously injured.

Seeing Mencius Yi's cold face, Lao Yao immediately knelt on the ground, pleading guilty: "Leader, it's my fault."

Meng Ziyi looked at the direction Mu Fengchen left, and sneered, "Get up! It's not your fault, it's because I'm not as skilled as others, but..."

Mencius turned around, looked at Seto Yao, and said with a sneer, "It's interesting, isn't it?"

"Yes, leader, don't worry, if we meet again next time, the subordinates will definitely let him go, and there will be no return." Seto Yao said affirmatively.

Meng Ziyi patted him on the shoulder, turned around and left with a smile, not paying any attention to the injury on his hand.

Mu Fengchen and Bai Mohan kept avoiding people, so they never left Beiyue that day.

Seeing that Mu Fengchen's wound was still bleeding, and the knife had already pierced his back, if he didn't hurry up to treat him, it would definitely affect his walking.

Bai Mohan struggled a few times before deciding to find a doctor for Mu Fengchen.

Just when he was about to leave, Mu Fengchen who had closed his eyes and fell asleep suddenly opened them and pulled him back.

Bai Mohan turned back, stared at him nervously, and asked: "What, does it hurt? Don't worry, I will definitely find the doctor."

Bai Mohan said that he wanted again, Mu Fengchen grabbed him hard, because the strength was too much, the wound was pulled, and he frowned in pain.

Bai Mohan hurriedly stopped, squatted beside him, and said anxiously: "How are you doing?"

Mu Fengchen turned around weakly and looked at him, and said speechlessly: "At this time, Mencius's people are everywhere, where can you find a doctor, and am I not the best doctor?"

"Doctors can't heal themselves, don't you know?" Bai Mohan said displeased.

Mu Fengchen smiled slightly and said: "Whoever said that doctors can't heal themselves, this kind of injury is not a problem, and, in this situation, whoever heals us is equivalent to pushing him to the edge of a cliff, so we You can’t be selfish for your own sake and ignore others.”

Bai Mohan turned around in anger, turned his back to Mu Fengchen, and said angrily: "Others, others, Mu Fengchen, besides the people in the world, who else is there in your heart?"

Bai Mohan's words made Mu Fengchen speechless for a while, seeing Mu Fengchen remained silent, Bai Mohan frowned tightly, and said distressedly: "Mu Fengchen, you can only care about the people in the world, but Before that, can you take care of yourself first, don't let people worry!"

Bai Mohan's words made Mu Fengchen stare at his back in surprise, and weakly raised his hand, trying to comfort him, but just as he raised his hand, he put it down again.

With a weak smile, "Tokazuka, you heal my wounds!"

Bai Mohan turned back, stared at him in surprise, and said in disbelief: "Me?"

Mu Fengchen nodded, "Yes, it's you."

"But, I don't know how to practice medicine, what should I do?" Bai Mohan said nervously.

Mu Fengchen took out a bottle of medicine from his bosom, handed it to Bai Mohan, and said coldly: "Clean up my wound first, and then apply this medicine on it."

Bai Mohan took the medicine hesitantly, but his brows were still tightly knit together, but now he had no choice but to give it a try, so he nodded in agreement.

After a while, Bai Mo came in with a basin of hot water, and saw that he was lying on the bed, half-exposed, and the blood was still dripping down.

Bai Mohan stepped forward, took a hot kerchief and carefully wiped it off for him, but no matter how light it was, Mu Fengchen's forehead was still painfully covered with sweat.

Although Bai Mohan felt distressed, he had no choice but to be ruthless, and sprinkled the medicine foam on it. The moment it was sprinkled on it, Mu Fengchen twitched visibly.

It took a long time to calm down slowly, looking at Mu Fengchen's pale face and the beads of sweat on his forehead, he saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart.

Carefully pulling the quilt gently over his body, watching himself turn into a red basin, Bai Mohan sat on the edge of the bed, reaching out to touch his loose hair.

"Mu Fengchen, the life and death of the people in this world has nothing to do with me. All I want is your safety. You have already died once for the sake of the people in the world. This time, can you just stay with me, wherever you go, Is it okay to forget all about this world?" Bai Mohan just stared at Mu Fengchen in a daze, and kept saying to him what he couldn't say in his heart.