Chapter eight hundred and eight predictable stormy seas
Hearing Lu Kuang's question, although Kang Du also wanted to kill Zhuo Mufeng, he had racked his brains before and still couldn't think of a way to not only expose the Moko Cult but also harm Zhuo Mufeng.
Method.
It was originally possible to use Yue Mingxi to manipulate the Demonic Way. But since it was suspected that Zhuo Mufeng had defected to the Demonic Way, the Demonic Way would take the opportunity to capture Yue Mingxi in order to win over Zhuo Mufeng. This plan would definitely not work.
After hesitating for a moment, Kang Du said angrily and helplessly: "Excuse me, Great Elder, I haven't thought of it yet."
The tent fell into silence. Kang didn't dare to look at Lu Kuang, but at this moment he heard Lu Kuang's voice: "It's not your fault. It seems that we underestimated the ambition of the Demon Sect. If we can conquer Zhuo Mufeng, it will indeed
It's more useful than killing him.
However, this matter is not completely unsolvable. If Zhuo Mufeng has contact with the devil, he will definitely go out again. You must find a way to keep an eye on him then, but you must not act rashly. Once you find out, immediately send someone to inform me, and
Leave marks along the way.”
The four super masters guard this place. In addition to fighting against the devil, the most important reason is to prevent the puppet gods from causing chaos.
There was no sign when the latter would riot, so Lu Kuang did not dare to go out at will. If something happened and he was not there, Zhuo Mufeng died again, which would definitely arouse suspicion.
Lu Kuang's words were very calm, but from this calmness, Kang Du felt a murderous intention that was determined to win. While his heart was beating rapidly, he couldn't help but feel ecstatic.
With the great elder's strength and means, as long as he finds the right opportunity, he can't escape even if he gives ten lives to that puppy!
Thinking of the way Zhuo Mufeng pointed at him and arrogantly insulted him just now, a trace of terrifying ferocity flashed across Kangdu's face, and he cupped his fists and said, "Don't worry, Great Elder, I will definitely complete the mission!"
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Zhuo Mufeng also returned to his residence at this time, and saw Yin Xiangfeng, Wu Kang and others standing outside the tent with sad faces in the distance, whispering something.
"Uncle Yin, Uncle Wu..."
Hearing Zhuo Mufeng's greeting, several people were shocked at the same time, and they used their body skills to fly over. Still halfway, Yin Xiangfeng shouted hurriedly: "Uncle, something happened to Lao Meng!"
What? Zhuo Mufeng was stunned when he heard this. When he saw the worried and even grief-stricken expressions of several people, an extremely bad premonition suddenly surged in his heart.
"Where is Lao Meng, take me there!" Zhuo Mufeng immediately urged before he had time to speak. Several people gritted their teeth and led Zhuo Mufeng to Meng Jiuxiao's tent.
Before entering, Zhuo Mufeng could smell a strong smell of blood and medicine, which mixed into an extremely weird smell.
Under the induction of the Tao Demon Seed, there are many auras in the tent, but the most familiar and powerful one in the past is actually weak and undetectable, like a candle in the wind that will be extinguished at any time.
Zhuo Mufeng rushed into the tent like a gust of wind. Many surviving masters from the Sanjiang League were gathered in the middle. There were a large number of people, accompanied by cries and low roars. The entire tent was filled with an atmosphere of depression and despair.
Zhuo Mufeng's arrival did not even attract the attention of those present. It was not until he reached out to push aside the crowd in front that he alerted them.
"Uncle is back!"
"Uncle, please save Meng Shenjun quickly..."
"Uncle, where have you been? Meng Shenjun only has one breath left. Think of a way..."
The crowd was excited, and the noisy sounds hit Zhuo Mufeng's eardrums. He had no time to pay attention. He quickly walked to the crowd and saw the people placed on the wooden stretchers.
At first sight, Zhuo Mufeng couldn't help but stop breathing.
I saw that this man was covered in blood, and the original color of his clothes could no longer be seen clearly, as if he had been soaked in plasma, and most of the stretcher underneath him was stained red.
Each of his limbs was twisted to varying degrees. The most serious one, his left arm, was even twisted into a twist and was about to be scrapped. In addition, his whole body was covered with bite marks of varying depths, as if he had been tortured.
It's like throwing it into a pile of wild beasts and chewing it.
The strangest thing is that the blood around these bite marks is inky black, like spots smeared in the blood, and a disgusting fishy smell is constantly gushing out.
If it weren't for the vaguely discernible snow-white hair and the faintly discernible outline of his face, Zhuo Mufeng couldn't believe that the person lying on the stretcher who was almost certain to die was actually the heroic and brave Meng Jiuxiao in the past.
At this time, Yin Xiangfeng, Wu Kang and others also entered one after another and came behind Zhuo Mufeng.
After being stunned for a moment, Zhuo Mufeng immediately squatted down, ignoring Meng Jiuxiao's blood stained body, and reached out to check his pulse. In fact, it didn't have to be so troublesome, the Dao Demon Seed had already sensed everything, but Zhuo Mufeng expected a miracle.
pity……
Miracles rarely happen in the world, and the results of the examination were no different from what he perceived. The tendons in Meng Jiuxiao's body were almost severed, and there were more gloomy heavenly puppet auras rushing through, continuing to destroy his body wantonly.
There was only a pitiful ray of life left, and it was difficult to hang Meng Jiuxiao from death immediately.
Observing Zhuo Mufeng's expression and seeing that his face was gloomy and condensed, Yin Xiangfeng mustered up his courage and asked in a trembling voice: "Uncle, can you do anything?"
The Dao Demon Qi had no healing effect. Zhuo Mufeng suddenly thought of the four-star Tianzhu in the medicine garden.
In addition to tempering the muscles and veins, Ordinary Zitian Bamboo also has healing effects. Now that it has been catalyzed to four stars, its effectiveness should be improved a lot, and it may be able to help Lao Meng.
But there is a fatal problem. There are many people at the scene, and Zhuo Mufeng cannot rule out the possibility of a traitor. The origin of the four-star Tianzhu will not be explained at that time. If the people are sent away, once the treatment is effective, it will also arouse suspicion, which will cause a
series of troubles.
As for sending Meng Jiuxiao to Wanhua Villa, this is even more impossible. Not to mention the various consequences, Meng Jiuxiao cannot survive such a long distance.
At the critical moment, Zhuo Mufeng had an idea and said in a deep voice: "I'm still breathing a sigh of relief, I'm afraid..." The implication is self-evident. He is not all acting. Is the four-star Tianzhu effective?
Hard to say.
Others didn't know this. When they heard this, they felt that their last hope was shattered, and they all felt as if they had been struck by lightning.
Zhuo Mufeng took out the porcelain bottle in his arms, uncorked it, poured out the healing and life-saving pills inside, and drank them all for Meng Jiuxiao. These pills either came from the Sanjiang League or the Eastern Aristocratic Family, and were all the most precious in the world.
Life-sustaining pill.
After taking the medicine, Meng Jiuxiao's vitality was indeed stronger, but there was no sign of recovery. It was more like lingering.
Zhuo Mufeng asked with a cold voice, "What happened? How could it be like this?"
Yin Xiangfeng on the side said sadly: "Just over an hour ago, we were fighting in the Heavenly Puppet Formation. The Heavenly Puppet God General suddenly rioted. Although the four super masters came one after another, they were delayed for a moment, and many people died tragically.
The hand of the god-general.
We were in a bad position at that time. In order to save our brothers, Lao Meng and Lao Meng were responsible for cutting off the rear, but were hit by the Celestial Puppet God General. Later, they were besieged and bitten by many Celestial Puppet Army..."
Thinking of the tragic scene at that time, the dignified man Yin Xiangfeng burst into tears and couldn't speak anymore. If Lao Meng hadn't taken action, he would never have been able to squat here and talk. It can be said that his life was given by Lao Meng.
Everyone was injured individually, but they had no thoughts to care about themselves at the moment. Either their eyes were red, or they were clenching their silver teeth, or they were roaring to the sky.
Over the past few days, more than half of the people who came in from the Sanjiang League have died, and many of the people who survived were saved by Meng Jiuxiao.
To put it bluntly, their feelings for Meng Jiuxiao are probably far greater than that of Zhuo Mufeng, their nominal uncle.
Zhuo Mufeng: "After being bitten by the Heavenly Puppet Army, wouldn't it turn into a Heavenly Puppet? Why did Lao Meng..."
This time no one spoke, until he turned around, and under his gaze, Wu Kang whispered: "Yes, he was beaten by Chi Gaihai, the great elder of Dahuan Mountain, and he was crushed in the air...
Lao Meng’s Dantian, said, to prevent Lao Meng from harming others.”
Wu Kang's body was trembling, and a look of hatred appeared in his eyes. Zhuo Mufeng glanced around and found that everyone's expressions were exactly the same, with anger and hatred.
This silenced him.
No one is a sage. From an objective point of view, perhaps Chi Gaihai's approach was right, but for everyone in the Sanjiang League, this move was nothing more than a blood feud.
No, maybe it’s not just Chi Gaihai. If you think about it more deeply, it’s the Twelve Holy Lands that dominate everything today. A large number of masters from the five major rivers and lakes actually died in the design of the Twelve Holy Lands. If it were him, Zhuo Mufeng,
I'm afraid I'll be angry too.
Zhuo Mufeng's scalp suddenly went numb. Previously, he had brought convenience to everyone in the Sanjiang Alliance by virtue of his connections with the Dongfang Family, and everyone was grateful.
But at this moment, with his keen perception, Zhuo Mufeng faintly realized that this mentality has changed!
In particular, Lao Meng's tragic situation highlights his Zhuo Mufeng's preferential treatment and ease. It's hard to guarantee that people in the Sanjiang Alliance won't think too much about him. Even if he is caught between the Dongfang Family and the Sanjiang Alliance, I'm afraid he will be regarded as a traitor by some people.
.
People's hearts are like this. They worry not about scarcity but about inequality.
Zhuo Mufeng also thought about the future.
Whether it is Dongfang Changsheng's suspicious character or considering the interests of the Dongfang family, I am afraid that Dongfang Changsheng will not allow his relationship with the Sanjiang Alliance to override the Dongfang family. Otherwise, wouldn't it be training an outsider in vain?
So what will Dongfang Changsheng do?
After this incident, there will inevitably be irreconcilable conflicts between the Sanjiang Alliance and the Dongfang Family. Zhuo Mufeng will have to choose one side, so what awaits him in the future will be an extremely terrifying storm!
In this storm, if he makes a slight mistake in handling it, the lives of Wu Yuanyuan, Wu Guanting, Miao Qingcheng and other people close to him will be in danger!
Zhuo Mufeng's expression changed several times, and his mood suddenly became very heavy, giving rise to an indescribable sense of urgency and suffocation. Yin Xiangfeng on the side noticed all this, and hurriedly said with concern: "Uncle, you don't need to be too sad."
Clenching his fists, Zhuo Mufeng suddenly lifted Meng Jiuxiao up from the stretcher and turned around and walked out of the tent. Yin Xiangfeng, Wu Kang and others were all stunned, and then they remembered something and followed behind, their expressions even more obvious.
pain.
If the bodies of the masters who died in the Tianpuppet Formation were recovered, they would be buried on a high ground not far away from the formation. Zhuo Mufeng obviously wanted to bury Meng Jiuxiao himself.