Yan Mo was caught red-handed because he didn't check.
He also wanted to take action against Shui Yaner, but he hesitated and did not make a move.
Shui Yan'er smiled with relief: "Junior brother, it wasn't me who saved you in the Forbidden Forest, but Master."
"...It was Master who saved us from the Purple Glaze Bird and gave us the only teleportation array. I was jealous of Master's kindness to you, so I deliberately said that I saved you."
"I don't believe it. Even so, she's biased towards you, so it can't be wrong. She taught you the most powerful medical and sword skills, but she didn't let me practice them."
Although Yan Mo did not lose his memory, he had already turned evil and could not accept the kindness of others.
Shui Yan'er told everyone she knew and added some of her own thoughts.
"Master doesn't allow you to practice because she wants to protect you. Your chaotic divine body will bring you disaster. She asked me to practice hard so that I can protect you."
Yan Mo sneered disdainfully: "Impossible. Do you think I will believe you?"
"Junior brother, I am willing to die to prove that what I said is true."
It happened so quickly that Shui Yan'er pulled the sword out of Yan Mo's body and stabbed it into her own dantian.
"Yan'er."
When Di Yange rushed over, covering his churning chest, Shui Yan'er had already fallen in a pool of blood.
She helped Shui Yan'er up and wanted to stop her bleeding.
Shui Yan'er was crying like rain, but she was still bright and beautiful, and her hand was tightly holding Di Yange's arm.
"Master, I'm sorry. I've failed you in your cultivation. I..."
"Shut up. You are my disciple, Tian Xuanzi. I will not let you die."
Having said that, Di Yange found that Shui Yaner's bleeding could not be stopped at all.
As expected of her disciple, he didn't learn medical skills in vain. This stab of sword left no chance for survival.
This is the disciple she has cultivated most carefully.
He is also her most satisfied disciple.
This child not only has exquisite talents, but is also so considerate. When she was little, she loved to follow behind her and sweetly call her Master.
"Master...I am an unfilial disciple..."
Di Yange felt a pang of pain in his heart, and his blood was boiling in his chest.
I couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
It was this blood that opened the door to Di Yange's new world.
The blood sprayed all over Shui Yan'er's head and body.
Shui Yan'er felt the sweet taste at the corner of her mouth and couldn't help licking her lips.
But I didn't expect her face to suddenly turn red.
Even the bleeding from the wound began to slowly stop.
While Di Yange was surprised, a sword suddenly appeared and pierced her chest.
The sword pierced through her chest, and the position of the hilt was a little delicate. A small half of the tip of the sword was in front of her body, and blood was still dripping from it.
Xiao Jue and everyone else reacted and rushed towards Yan Mo.
And Yan Mo seemed to have already become stupid.
There he murmured, "Lie to me, you are all lying to me."
Just as Xiao Jue and the others were dealing with Yan Mo, Di Yange had already pinched Shui Yan'er's cheeks and put the blood dripping from the piercing sword tip into her mouth.
Sure enough, Shui Yaner's face became more and more rosy, even more rosy than before she was injured.
There is indeed something wrong with her blood.
Although she always knew that this blood could be used to fight demons, she never thought it could also be used to heal wounds.
I just don't know if it's innate or because of the use of the Three Lights Divine Water in the Divine Doctor Valley.
Perhaps, it's both.
"Uncle Master, are you okay?"
Liu Chanyi was stunned when she saw the sword stuck in Di Yange's body.
Although she was also worried about Shui Yan'er, she was more worried about Di Yange.
Di Yange handed Shui Yan'er to her, took out a small bottle, and collected her dripping blood.
Such a good thing cannot be wasted.
"Uncle Master..."
Liu Chanyi held the injured and unconscious Shui Yan'er in her arms, and looked worriedly at Di Yange who was pretending to be bleeding.
Di Yange said, "Yunchan, I'll leave Yan'er to you. I might have to be away for a while."
"Ah? Uncle Master..."
Liu Chanyi didn't even have time to finish her words.
Di Yange handed Liu Chanyi a bottle of fresh blood: "This can be used to heal injuries, keep it."
"Well……"
Liu Chanyi held the still warm bottle and saw Di Yange inject a few more needles into her Nascent Soul.
After a few injections, her cultivation level skyrocketed.
The momentum made Liu Chanyi close her eyes involuntarily.
When she opened her eyes again, Di Yange, with a sword still stuck in his body, had already rushed towards the crowd who were fighting fiercely.
Then, Di Yange slapped Yan Mo, who was fighting alone, and knocked him to the point where he was left with only one breath.
"Everyone, he is my disciple after all, so let me deal with him."
After saying that, she didn't even give anyone else a chance to speak before she carried Yan Mo away.
She was so fast that even Xiao Jue couldn't catch up with her for a while.
This made him feel a little annoyed.
He has already become a god, but he still can't catch up with Di Yan Ge's speed.
And she was clearly injured, so why was she still running so fast?
Di Yange carried Yan Mo and ran very far.
Finally found an abandoned yard with no one in it.
After putting the man down, she began to busy herself with helping Yan Mo to destroy his cultivation, restore his memory, and heal his injuries.
After working hard for half a day, Yan Mo was finally rescued.
He was sleeping peacefully at this moment, thinking of the pair of dark eyes of the innocent child in the underground cave.
I hope he can live a peaceful and smooth life for the rest of his life.
"In that case, from now on you will be called Mo Changsheng."
Di Yange couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the name he chose for himself.
At this time, Mo Changliu outside the light curtain said excitedly: "Mo Changsheng? How is it possible? Impossible? He can't be Mo Changsheng."
Mo Changliu's voice successfully attracted everyone's attention.
Because his voice was too loud and full of fear.
"What's wrong? So excited? Mo Changsheng? Mo Changliu? No way. Don't tell me you were called Mo Changsheng before. That's too melodramatic."
The fellow sufferer on the side expressed sympathy.
"Definitely not. It must be a coincidence. I do have parents. It was only after they were killed by that bastard Di Yange that I joined the Xianlai Sect."
Mo Changliu continued, "At first, I didn't know that I was recognizing a thief as my father. I always treated her as a relative. I never thought that she would be the murderer of my parents."
As he spoke, his eyes were filled with hatred as he looked at the light screen.
The thought of recognizing a thief as my father, after all these years, there is nothing more hateful than this.
"You are Yan Mo."
After all, everything is already there, how could it be such a coincidence?
Mo Changliu excitedly rushed towards the man who had spoken: "You damn fish, I will fight you to the death."
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