Xuanmai, Sixuefeng.

In the bright room, there are two beds, one on the left and one on the right, side by side, and at this moment, there is a figure lying on each bed.

The one on the left is Mu Daoqi, and the one on the right is Zhu Xiong.

Zhu Xiong's two thick arms are wrapped with bandages, like two pillars hanging on both sides of his body, lying on the couch with his legs spread out, and his feet are also wrapped with bandages, really like a sleeping giant bear.

Zhu Xiong's face is a little pale, and his breath is a little weak, but his spirit seems to be OK.

But compared to Zhu Xiong, Mu Daoqi next to him looks much more miserable.

He is wrapped in bandages all over his body, only the part above the neck is exposed, lying motionless, his eyes slightly closed, his face pale, if you don't see that his chest is still slowly rising and falling, you may think that this is already a corpse.

A strong smell of ointment continues to emanate from Mu Daoqi's body, and if you look closely, you can find that under the bandages wrapped around his body, you can faintly see a little bright red.

Zhu Xiong looked at Mu Daoqi who seemed to be in a coma, with a pair of eyes filled with grief and resentment that could not be hidden!

"Damn Fang Xing!! Yun Mo!"

Zhu Xiong subconsciously clenched his fists, and immediately touched the wound, which made him grimace in pain. He was afraid of disturbing Mu Daoqi's rest, so he clenched his teeth to prevent himself from making any sound.

"Old Bear, Old Bear, you are restless again, can't you let me be more careful?"

At this moment, a tired grumble came from outside the room, and Huang Biluo, holding a basin of black medicine in his hand, slowly walked into the room.

A strong smell of medicine instantly spread out and filled the entire room. After Huang Biluo carefully put down the basin of black medicine, he straightened up and breathed a sigh of relief.

Unlike Mu Daoqi and Zhu Xiong, Huang Biluo didn't seem to be injured, but her face was even paler than Zhu Xiong's, and her whole body was weak, like a blade of grass in the wind, barely holding on.

"Xiao Huang, don't work too hard. After all, you're injured and in a bad mood, and you have to take care of the two of us. What if your injury is affected and you fall down?" Zhu

Xiong said with some concern.

"Oh! You've been nagging me about this for a month. I'm tired of hearing it even if you're not tired of it! Say something else next time."

Huang Biluo pouted and walked to Zhu Xiong's side to carefully check his limbs. Then he said with relief: "It seems that the ointment given by Deacon Zhang is still effective!"

Zhu Xiong nodded and said, "It doesn't hurt that much anymore, but I still have no feeling and some numbness. I estimate that it will take a few months to get better."

"It's okay as long as it works. You should have a good rest and you will recover."

Huang Biluo walked to Mu Daoqi and said softly: "Brother Mu! Brother Mu..."

The sleepy Mu Daoqi's eyelids moved slightly, and then opened. A trace of pain surged in his eyes for the first time, but it was instantly replaced by a faint smile.

"I've changed your dressing!"

Huang Biluo waved his right hand, and suddenly a lot of clean bandages appeared. After putting them aside, he began to untie the original bandages on Mu Daoqi's body bit by bit.

Mu Daoqi half sat up while enduring the severe pain. His injuries were very serious, not only internal injuries, but also skin injuries, which required a long period of conditioning and recovery.

Although Huang Biluo's movements were very light, as the bandages left Mu Daoqi's body, more and more blood-stained bandages appeared. When it came to the innermost layer, Mu Daoqi's brows were already furrowed, and his whole body was trembling slightly!

When the last layer of bandages was torn off, Mu Daoqi's scarred body was finally completely revealed.

He was covered with all kinds of deep scars all over his body!

One after another!

Almost all over his body!

If Mu Daoqi was not a quasi-king spirit, born extraordinary, and protected himself with the innate magical power of the fire system, such injuries would not be able to hold on. Although

Huang Biluo had seen Mu Daoqi's injuries many times, at this moment, a trace of reluctance flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"Brother Mu, hold on, I'll apply the medicine for you."

Huang Biluo put the black basin of medicine aside and began to apply the medicine to Mu Daoqi again.

Seeing the shocking injuries on Mu Daoqi's body, Zhu Xiong's eyes turned red!

"Those two damn bastards!! They were so cruel!"

Huang Biluo shook his head and sighed: "Fang Xing and Yun Mo are just dogs of Ye Lan and Hua Teng."

"If it really depends on strength, Fang Xing and Yun Mo can't be Brother Mu's opponents, even if they are combined!"

Huang Biluo's words immediately stunned Zhu Xiong and Mu Daoqi.

"But Brother Mu obviously lost to those two bastards in a one-on-two fight!"

Zhu Xiong was puzzled.

"I just figured it out these few days, and with the advice of some Xuanmai disciples, it was Fang Xing and Yun Mo who attacked, but it wasn't them."

"What do you mean?"

"It's very simple. According to Xuanmiao disciples, Ye Lan has a strange magical power that can temporarily control the bodies of others and inject his own fighting power!"

Huang Biluo said bluntly.

"What?"

"Xiao Huang, do you mean that Ye Lan controlled the bodies of Fang Xing and Yun Mo, and Brother Mu was actually fighting with Ye Lan?"

Zhu Xiong seemed to have figured it out.

But Huang Biluo shook his head and said, "No, it's not just Ye Lan. To be precise, Ye Lan controls Fang Xing, and Hua Teng controls Yun Mo!"

"Brother Mu is fighting two people at once, but he is actually fighting Ye Lan and Hua Teng."

Mu Daoqi had been frowning, and after hearing this, he seemed to finally think of something and said, "After what you said, now that I think about it, something was indeed wrong at that time."

"There were several times when I was able to force them back, but I inexplicably felt that the two of them seemed to have become stronger. Fang Xing's power gave people an unpredictable and heavy feeling, while Yun Mo's power gave people a heavy and vast feeling."

"That's right! This situation only happened because Ye Lan and Hua Teng controlled them."

"Don't forget, Fang Xing was slapped in the face by the boss in the place of inheritance before, and was beaten like a dead dog. In the end, his kneecap was broken by Ye Lan and he was sent to the Ice Hell."

"He naturally didn't dare to resent Ye Lan, so he transferred all his hatred to the boss. The boss left the Ancient Alliance of the Gods, so naturally he transferred all his hatred to us."

"As for Hua Teng?"

"It's even simpler. The boss took away his position as a quasi-spiritual son, and he was scared by the boss's challenge. He lost all his face. Now that he has become a quasi-spiritual son, how could he not take revenge?"

Huang Biluo explained the story, analyzing all the reasons clearly.

"In short, they can't do anything to the boss, so they can only vent their anger on us!"

"The benefactor's business is our business!"

"If the benefactor is here, would they dare to show their teeth?"

Mu Daoqi said in a deep voice.

"That's right! If the boss is here, they dare not do anything."

Huang Biluo nodded.

"Alas, the boss has actually taken precautions against this and asked Lord Silver Saint to protect us, but unfortunately..."

Zhu Xiong shook his head.