All his internal organs were injured, blood was flowing out of his seven orifices, and the wounds of varying sizes on his body were so deep that the bones were visible.

Even when Su Chenggang took him home, he was not injured so seriously.

It's not that he only has half his life left. The poison has caused his blood coagulation function to drop, and his bleeding can't be stopped at all...

Su Xiaoxiao entered the pharmacy.

Perhaps understanding that Wei Ting's life was in danger, the pharmacy did not lose its temper and smoothly let Su Xiaoxiao in. However, the bottle of poison made by a pharmacist from the Western Jin Dynasty that Su Xiaoxiao brought with her was thrown out by the pharmacy.

That attitude is like - haven't I satisfied you enough? You actually brought back those shady drugs from outside!

Su Xiaoxiao took the plasma, coagulation factors, and some emergency trauma medicines, and immediately treated Wei Ting's injuries after coming out.

It took three bottles of coagulation factors from the pharmacy before his bleeding slowly stopped.

But this does not mean that he is out of danger. Mo Guiyuan was ruthless enough and almost injured his vital parts in several places.

Su Xiaoxiao calmed herself down and methodically cleaned, applied medicine, and sutured the wound.

When Yuchi Xiu arrived at the scene under the guidance of the Five Tigers, Wei Ting's injuries had only been half treated.

He looked at the bruised and battered Wei Ting, then at the large pools of blood on the ground, and his face turned pale: "These... can't all be the adults' blood, right?"

Did this mean that all the blood in your body has been drained? Su Xiaoxiao hummed.

If it weren't for the plasma, Wei Ting would have died long ago.

This guy is really cruel to himself. He is not afraid of pain or death at all.

Yuchi Xiu tightly grasped the sword in his hand: "Mo Guiyuan, that bastard... I'm going to kill him! Where is he?"

"On the side." Su Xiaoxiao said.

"Where?" Yuchi Xiu asked.

Su Xiaoxiao paused in cleaning her wound and turned to look at the empty space beside her.

But where is Mo Guiyuan? Mo Guiyuan is gone!

…

On the quiet official road, Mo Guiyuan had already changed into a set of clean clothes and disguised his appearance.

He entered the capital smoothly.

In order to avoid people noticing anything unusual, he endured it desperately, but in fact, his whole body under the cloak had already been soaked in blood.

He got out of the carriage and stumbled into an alley.

He covered his chest, staggered forward, and raised his head to swallow the pill in the bottle.

His broken tendons were repairing at a bizarre speed, but the cost was ten or a hundred times the pain.

This bottle of medicine was left by a pharmacist in the Western Jin Dynasty and can only be taken once.

If taken before one dies completely, it can cause signs of suspended animation and can also protect the heart meridians, making it a well-deserved life-saving medicine.

He had just eaten, but there was still some in the bottle. He didn't care whether it would be useful to eat more, and swallowed it all in one go! Mo Guiyuan was not that easy to die! When Jiange was destroyed, he survived!

Now that the White Lotus Sect has been wiped out, he still survived!

He, Mo Guiyuan, is the chosen one! He will definitely make a comeback! "Ugh——"

He spat out a mouthful of blood and knelt on one knee on the ground.

hateful……

Wei Ting hurt him so badly that even the effect of the medicine was weakened...

It's a shame that Mo Guiyuan, who has been smart all his life, was defeated by a greenhorn in the end!

But fortunately, he survived, but that kid would definitely not survive, after all, that kid had no life-saving medicine.

This is the fate of going against him! Let that kid go underground to reunite with Wu Anjun and Wei Xu! And he will soon be able to -

As his thoughts raced, Mo Guiyuan suddenly caught a glimpse of a long shadow cast on the ground.

He paused, raised his head in surprise, and stared at the other person.

He was a masked man wearing a green cloak, holding a three-foot green sword in his left hand, and his whole body was filled with murderous aura.

Mo Guiyuan remembered that he had seen this man next to Wei Ting. It was when Wei Ting first broke into the peach forest. He was with the girl, Xiao Shunyang, Su Cheng, Jing Yi and Wei Ting.

He didn't take it too seriously at the time.

"Who are you--"

The man's throat made a hoarse voice as if coming from a broken bellows: "Xiao Qi told me that if he didn't kill you, he would let me wait for you here."

Mo Guiyuan was startled: "Xiao Qi?"

Wei Ting? Strange, why did Wei Ting guess that he would come to Lihua Lane? He looked at the man suspiciously: "Who are you?"

Wei Liulang pointed his sword and said, "Wei Yan!"

Mo Guiyuan's pupils shrank: "You are not dead? You are still alive?!"

"Yes, I am not dead. I crawled back from the dead."

He walked towards Mo Guiyuan step by step, and the tip of his sword made a sharp sound on the ground.

Mo Guiyuan didn't know if it was the effect of the drug that made him dizzy, he seemed to see the Shura walking towards him to claim his life.

Wei Yan said: "Now, it's your turn."

Mo Guiyuan covered his aching chest.

No, the drug hadn't yet reached its full effect. He was weak right now, so he couldn't do anything -

He looked at Wei Yan sincerely: "Xiao Liu, I am your grandpa..."

Wei Yan said softly: "Oh, Grandpa."

Mo Guiyuan's eyes lit up.

Wei Yan slashed at him with a sword! Mo Guiyuan's face changed drastically, and he dodged to the side, but his body had already been severely injured by Wei Ting, so how could he withstand Wei Yan's killing move? He was immediately chopped on the thigh, and in a flash, he took the opportunity to hit Wei Yan with a palm.

Wei Yan dodged backwards and his mask was knocked off.

Mo Guiyuan saw a disfigured face.

He was stunned on the spot.

He had seen young Wei Yan, who was the most beautiful child in the Wei family.

"Thanks to you, now I'm returning it to you." Wei Yan slashed Mo Guiyuan's face with a sword.

"Ah——" Blood spurted out of Mo Guiyuan's eyes!

He covered his face and fell to the ground!

Wei Yan looked at him coldly: "Xiao Qi is a gentleman, but I am not. I am a fierce ghost that climbed up from the Hades Palace. I have eaten the flesh and bones of the dead, just to come back and seek revenge on you one day."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Yan stepped on his leg and broke it! Mo Guiyuan roared at the top of his lungs: "I didn't mean to hurt you brothers——"

Wei Yan asked, "Really? Then who caused me to be like this?"

Mo Guiyuan was speechless.

It is impossible to say that Mo Guiyuan had never thought that his grandchildren might be implicated.

All I can say is that he really didn't think about all of his grandchildren dying. Of the six, even if only three or two survived, it would be enough for him.

Mo Guiyuan could no longer be seen, and he crawled forward following the memory in his mind.

Only one step left... He was unwilling to give up... He wanted to live... He wanted to make a comeback...

He wants...

Wei Yan raised his sword and cut off his head with one blow——

"Who is it! Who is it!"

The Jingzhao Yin was personally patrolling the area with his officers and soldiers. When he heard the unusual noise, he hurried over to see what was going on.

"Ah! Head!"

At the other end of the alley, Wei Yan, who had taken revenge, stood blankly in the corner, looking at the blue sky above his head.

His hands were covered in blood.

Suddenly, he felt a gaze falling on him. He turned his head and saw Wei Xiyue standing at the entrance of the alley holding two small jars, looking at him without blinking.

He was in a panic and tried to escape, but ended up falling to the ground.

Wei Xiyue walked towards him.

don't want……

He hurriedly turned his head away and searched for his mask on the ground.

The mask is not there.

Don't come over here.

Xiyue, don't come over here...

Wei Xiyue came in front of him, he turned around and pressed himself against the wall to prevent Wei Xiyue from seeing his ugly face.

Wei Xiyue tilted her head, put down the jar, and climbed directly into his arms.

She held his face in her small hands.

What she saw was not an ugly scar, but an intertwined flower of thorns.

She stretched out her little arms and hugged him tightly.

Those of you who said Mo Guiyuan’s death was not tragic enough, I’m so afraid that this chapter will scare you away.

For those little fairies who voted for monthly tickets after the leader died, the time has come to fulfill your promise!

(End of this chapter)