Tu Yufan and Yue Muhai walked along the way. All the populated villages and cities along the way were littered with corpses and devastated.
It is said that after Mo Youxuan got the Yueyao Sword, he went straight to kill Ren Xingtian. The fight between the two sides spread to the mortal area, resulting in countless deaths and injuries.
The survivors had scars all over their faces and looked at them with numb eyes. When they saw Tu Yufan and the others, a trace of fear flashed in their eyes and they hid behind the ruins.
They were afraid of the monks.
Yue Muhai had a very bad expression on his face. The Yueyao Sword was the clan's patron saint, but now it had become the Wuling in Mo Youxuan's hands. It was unknown how many people's blood was stained on it.
Tu Yufan knew that after Mo Youxuan successfully ascended to the throne, the war would continue to expand, but no matter whether they were male or female, or female and male supporting roles, these people were all sent down to the mortal world to gain experience, and then they would complete their merits and continue to be immortals in the upper realm.
Tu Yufan went to a nearby city that was not affected and settled down. Yue Muhai and Tu Yufan said goodbye.
"Almost all of your Moon Clan has been mobilized. You are almost at the bottom of the Moon Clan in terms of strength. Weren't you used to be cannon fodder?"
Yue Muhai was puzzled and asked: "What is cannon fodder?"
“They were the first batch to die.”
Yue Mu Hai: "......"
If I could beat him, I would have done it long ago.
Yue Muhai turned and left, and Tu Yufan stayed in the village.
.........
A few months later, Tu Yufan was repairing the chain.
Bang! Suddenly a person fell from the sky.
Tu Yufan looked down and saw that it was Yue Muhai. He was covered in blood, with a hole in his chest, and his originally colorful clothes had turned gray and black.
Tu Yufan quickly scanned the area with his spiritual sense, but sensed no danger or anyone following him.
Only then did he walk over to test Yue Muhai's breath.
He was still breathing weakly, so it seemed that he was not dead. Moreover, the hole in his chest had stopped bleeding, so he must have been treated with some miraculous medicine.
Tu Yufan was still thinking about whether to save him. This guy came here without permission. If he attracted the enemy, he would probably be in danger.
Yue Muhai suddenly opened his eyes and tried his best to grab Tu Yufan's wrist.
"Save me, save me. If no one catches up with me, I will give you the White Sword Fan."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yue Muhai's eyes rolled back and he fainted.
“….”
Tu Yufan carried him to the next room, where dust filled the air. Tu Yufan put him on the straw bed, then picked up his pocket and rummaged through it for a long time before finally finding a few bottles of medicine.
He couldn't understand the symbols of the Moon Clan, and didn't know which bottle to use to heal his wounds.
"The Moon Clan wouldn't have any poison, right?"
The Space-Time Mirror advised: "Brother Fan, don't use it recklessly. What if you drink a bottle of poison later?"
Tu Yufan thought for a moment and finally gave up using medicine and injected spiritual power into his body to help him heal.
Yue Muhai opened his eyes and saw pitch darkness. He thought he had arrived in the underworld, but a ray of light came through the wooden door on the right, and he realized he was still alive.
He remembered that there were some healing medicines in the bag, so he searched for a while and found that they were all poison.
Yue Muhai then remembered that he had already used up the healing medicine in order to save Elder 1, and the remaining medicine was a poison unique to the Moon Clan, and it was also for self-protection.
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