Wei Chi's family and Dong Mi's family also encountered the same thing?

Mo Changkong was surprised.

"Where can I start?"

"There's so much going on. Just look at the corpse."

One step later, he had to remove the white cloth of a corpse.

Mo Changkong was furious.

"Wait a minute, who are you, dare to be reckless in my Mohist territory?"

He saw blood late with Wei Chi Qing, thought he was the other side of the team, did not say blood late in the eyes.

Blood late hey hey two sneers, palm a burst of red light flashing, palm into claw, backhand grasp, but will ink Changkong's hand shock waste.

Mo Changkong didn't expect a valet with such a profound cultivation.

He stepped back two steps, a pain on the back of his hand, a piece of flesh on the back of his hand had been torn away.

What's worse, the wound on the back of his hand turned black and red.

Toxic!

When ink long sky is surprised, see on the back of the hand, flesh and blood with the naked eye visible speed, rapid decay and rout.

A name flashed through his mind.

"You're bloody!"

In foreign countries, between hands, can let people's skin and flesh rot, only bloodthirsty Prince blood is late.

This guy, who seems to be no different from savage, is actually blood late.

"You still have some eyesight, and you know my name."

The blood did not slow down and opened the white cloth on the corpse.

"Give me the antidote."

If Mo Changkong knew that the person in front of him was blood late, he would not fight with him.

Xuechi is a man with a vicious hand. His poison can only be cured by the witches and immortals of the Tianmo palace.

"Blood is late, you can't speak well and start again. You've played a joke. Give me the antidote to Mo Shao Zhu quickly."

Wei Chi Qing rubbed his eyebrows.

Xuechi didn't hear it at all, and continued to examine the body.

"You..."

Wei Chi Qing looked at the ink sky helplessly.

Ink Changkong anxious with the ants on the hot pot, twists and turns not to stop.

"Blood is late, you first give the antidote to the patriarch Mo Shao."

Mo Changkong was worried, and he heard a beautiful female voice in his ear.

Talking with Wei Chi Qing, Dong Mi Jun Wu together with another woman.

When the woman came in earlier, Mo Changkong was worried about Zhang Jia's affairs. He didn't notice the woman at all. When he saw it, he suddenly felt dizzy.

The woman's appearance is incomparable, a suit does not fit the wide cloak, the small face under the cloak, only the size of the palm.

Her eyes are moving and her voice is like a feather. Ah, her ears are scratching, which makes people's heartstrings tremble.

Ink Changkong almost even his body in the highly toxic things to forget.

Let Mo Changkong more bizarre is, the woman just finished, blood late that boy immediately abnormal, took out the antidote, throw to ink Changkong.

"You're lucky. If my goddess talks, I'll spare you."

Wei Chi Qing is very powerless to turn a white eye, blood late this guy, heavy color despise friend can still do more obvious.

"But have you found something?"

Wei Chi Qing asked Xuechi angrily.

Xuechi is a master of drug use and medical skills.

He's seen the body. He'll find it.

"No, the method of death is different from those of Dong Milu and Wei Jun earlier. However, looking at the technique, it is really the wind devil heartbroken claw of Zhangjia. "

Blood late spread out his hands, he found so much, looks like, really like that.

Ink Changkong has swallowed the antidote, but he is still full of blood to avoid, hesitated under, this just said.

"In fact, I have also noticed that those corpses in Zhangjia were also injured by my Mohist technique."

Inside the Tiangong tent, everyone is dead.

This is really strange. On the body of any family, it is the method of the other family's family to hurt, and the unique magic skill of these families is obviously not easy to leak out.

"Do you mean that those who hurt others are proficient in various magic arts? Does that exist in a foreign land? "

Winter Mi Jun Wu wondered.

"Maybe, the other party is not one person at all, but several people."

Ye Lingyue stepped forward to check the body.

"Goddess, don't do it. I'll do it. I've examined the body. There's no doubt about it. "

Blood late ye Lingyue to start, quickly stop.

"You just examined the surface of the body."

Ye Lingyue shook her head.

"The surface of the body? What does that mean? "

Blood on his face.

"In a corpse, trauma is a part, and internal injury is also a part."

Ye Lingyue also saw the wounds on the surface of those corpses, but these are appearances in her eyes."Goddess, I've seen the interior, too. I've swept it with magic."

Of course, Xuechi can't ignore such an important thing as internal injury.

"Not inside, but blood and viscera."

Ye Lingyue also knows that those with high cultivation, especially those with blood delay, who are strong in the void at seven or eight steps, generally can have insight into the internal situation.

Internal injuries can be seen at a glance.

"Visceral blood? What do you think? Or I'll split the boy's body

Blood late a listen, say nothing, raised the sleeve, will start.

"Don't go too far! Even if you insult me, you will not let go of the corpse! "

Ink Changkong a listen, almost did not recite breath.

It's not true that Xuechi did this.

Wei Chi Qing and Dong Mi Jun Wu are busy with one left and one right. They hold up blood Chi for fear that this boy will be stupid.

"It's not necessary to dissect, but I need some time."

Ye Lingyue said and pressed her hand on the body of the corpse.

In the palm of her right hand, the dry cauldron was moving.

Since the collapse of Dingling, Dingxi has not grown.

Inside the black and white two tripod breath, leaf Lingyue with a point, will be less than a point.

However, this time, the situation is special, ye Lingyue must find out the real cause of death of these people.

From childhood, Wu Ya tells ye Lingyue that after the death enemy of undead Minghuang reaches the origin of the curse, ye Lingyue feels that he is not covered by the conspiracy.

But she had no idea how to break the plot.

White tripod breath, into the body of the body.

There are no problems with muscles, blood and viscera.

It looks like a claw wound Ye Lingyue makes the tripod move slowly.

"How about it? But something? "

Xuechi and others asked.

"Not yet."

Ye Lingyue did not give up and continued to examine the second body.

As time goes by, people are waiting patiently in the camp.

But ye Lingyue is still not found, the third, the fourth is still no discovery.

Ye Lingyue can feel that the tripod breath in the dry cauldron is constantly losing. If it goes on like this, the white tripod breath will be exhausted.

The last body, ye Lingyue hesitated, or put the palm on the body

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