Although she automatically ignored her already perfectly developed figure, Mo Zihan still reviewed how unreasonable her request for medication was.
She quickly picked up the handkerchief nearby and wiped away the nosebleed for him. She took the initiative to take the unfinished medicine bowl and drank the medicine obediently in one breath.
There are so many medicines. If he were to feed them little by little, all the blood would be gone by then. She didn’t want it!
"In other words, this masked man is the mastermind of this incident, and he comes from the same world as you?"
Tuoli frowned and asked Mo Zihan. Yi Wuchen, Lengfeng, Qianye and Qianze were all at a loss.
Although they don't know what it means to be from the same world as Mo Zihan, Qianye and Qianze probably still understand. At least they know that since Mo Zihan is so powerful, the masked man should also be very powerful.
Holding the letter in his hand, this was what the masked man had ordered Lin Zhonghe to do in recent months. It was Mo Zihan who stole it from the modern secret room.
The above content includes how to attack major martial arts sects and how to create chaos. However, there is no signature. The only signal is a tiger with wings printed on the tail.
"Yes. And not only does he come from the same place as me, he is also probably traveling with me."
Mo Zihan looked at the tiger flapping its wings at its tail, the flying tiger, the flying tiger...
Flying Tigers!
"This man is from the Flying Tigers!" Mo Zihan suddenly said.
"What is the Flying Tigers?" Tuoli asked doubtfully.
"A team that specializes in training high-quality police officers. To put it simply, it's like a senior shadow guard specially trained at the emperor's expense."
Mo Zihan's words made Tuoli frown again.
"I saw the hidden weapon he sent to you before. Is it the weapon you told me about?"
"Yes, that's called a pistol."
"Will you do it?"
"No." Mo Zihan answered simply. Originally, she was not a god, how could she be proficient in everything?
"What are you thinking about?" Seeing that Tuoli's brows had never relaxed, Mo Zihan asked.
"I'm thinking that since he is from the same world as you, he will not have any problems with me. At least he cannot have destroyed his people because of me or the late emperor. In this case, why would he do this?
Targeting me, targeting North Vietnam? Who is he? Why is he causing such an uproar?"
The problem of getting rid of Li has always been puzzling to Mo Zihan.
He sighed solemnly and turned his face to the window.
The scenery beside Mingyue Lake is pleasant, with green willows supporting the wind. If you are in a bad mood, looking out the window will make you calmer.
Suddenly, Mo Zihan saw a familiar figure, so he turned to look at Yi Wuchen and Leng Feng.
"Isn't Hua Yuewu with Ao Deng? Why did she come to Xiliang?"
"**** came when you were injured. She came to see you every day when you were in a coma. Today, when you woke up, there were always many people here. She probably found it inconvenient, so she didn't come to see you.
." Yi Wuchen replied.
"But shouldn't she be in North Vietnam?" Although she has never restricted Huayuewu's behavior, and her four oirans often exchange back and forth between countries,