Ninth Elder Mo Chuyue's cold gaze swept over them: "How do you want to die?"

Mo Qingwu subconsciously took a few steps back: "Ninth Elder, Wu'er..."

Before she could finish speaking, a chill crept into Mo Chuyue's beautiful eyes, and with a flick of her finger, she was about to administer the poison.

Mo Qingwu fell to the ground with a thud: "Ah—Ninth Elder, spare me!"

Lan Shuangqin's expression changed drastically, and she turned and ran, bumping into Qiao Xuan who was a step slower.

"Bang!"

"ah!"

The two fell to the ground, utterly disheveled. (Hurricane)

Mo Qingcheng's lips twitched. Ninth Elder is mighty!

Mo Chuyue: "..."

You brat, shut up!

Mo Qingcheng smiled and turned to catch up with Lang Qilang's group. The group shook off their pursuers, with Bai Yi and Hei Yi bringing up the rear. After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, they entered a hidden, thorny mountain path.

Lang Qilang coughed lightly, expressing his apologies. There was no other way; the young master's illness was severe, and if they didn't find a secluded place, it would be dangerous if the Dark Moon Mercenary Group found out.

Hu Yi was extremely anxious and went ahead to deliver the message. When Mo Qingcheng and her group arrived, the two old men outside the cave exchanged a glance.

"You've worked hard, young lady!"

Thank you all!

The two clasped their hands in a fist salute.

Mo Qingcheng's breath twitched slightly, and a faint smell of blood wafted over: "Brother Qingchen, you all protect the Dharma outside! No one is allowed to disturb us!"

"Yes!" Mo Qingchen nodded, his face solemn.

Mo Qingcheng led Mo Chuyue and the Ghost Doctor into Shandong. As the light dimmed, two old men waved their hands, and Lang Qilang and the others also stood guard at the cave entrance.

Hu Yi was also kicked out. The young boy's eyes were red, and he knelt down in front of Mo Qingcheng with a thud: "Miss Mo, we entrust our young master's life to you."

Mo Qingcheng's eye twitched: "Get out of here right now!"

"..." Hu Yi sensed Mo Qingcheng's disdain but dared not say a word. He walked outside, turning back every few steps.

A sudden change occurred.

Just as they were about to pass each other, a sharp arrow shot towards Mo Qingcheng's back.

Mo Qingcheng dodged and kicked Hu Yi, who was in a daze, in the waist.

"Thump!" Hu Yi fell to the ground in the pit, his back almost breaking, and he looked completely bewildered.

With a flash of red, Mo Chuyue suddenly had a man in black in her hand, and the air pressure inside the cave instantly dropped to an extreme low.

"Guards, investigate!!" Hurricane

"Protect the young master!"

The two elders reacted and gave instructions.

Mo Qingcheng shook her head: "They're all suicide squads!"

Before she could finish speaking, the man in black that Mo Chuyue was holding was about to bite his tongue and commit suicide.

"Want to die? Not so easy!"

Mo Qingcheng acted with lightning speed, dislocating the man in black's jaw in one swift motion. Her eyes were icy cold as she slammed him to the ground. "Thank you for your help, Elders!"

The two elders looked deeply apologetic and apologized repeatedly.

Mo Qingcheng observed their reactions with a cold eye.

"Third Elder, Fifth Elder, Miss Mo isn't a spy!" Hu Yi came to his senses and was about to explain when the sound of fighting came from outside the cave.

"Miss Mo, the young master's life is in your hands!" The Third Elder took a deep breath and closed his eyes. "Fifth Elder, take a few men in to treat the young master!"

"Third Brother..."

"Shut up!" Third Elder Yan Yunfeng's eyes flashed sharply, and he grabbed Hu Yi and disappeared in the blink of an eye...

"Young lady, please!" Fifth Elder Sang Lengyue gestured for her to enter.

Mo Qingcheng nodded, exchanged a glance with Ninth Elder Mo Chuyue, and followed Sang Lengyue through several twists and turns for about fifty or sixty meters. She was slightly taken aback when she saw the dark-faced boy on the stone bed.

“Young lady…” The Fifth Elder’s voice choked with emotion.

Mo Qingcheng gave Mo Chuyue a knowing look, quickly took two steps, squatted down, and took the boy's pulse. Her face darkened...