After a message from the medical staff of Fuzhou people's hospital was forwarded, another message broke out in Huaxia: the miracle doctor is dying.

Mo Wen originally had many enemies in the martial arts, cultivation, major families and hermit families in China. As soon as they heard that Mo Wen was dying, they began to stir up. Some were happy, some were worried, and some wanted to take the opportunity to plot. Some even wanted to kill Mo Wen when he was dying, because only Mo Wen died, Their threat can be completely removed.

Just like people like the Jiang family who are trampled on by Mo Wen, they want Mo Wen to die.

However, with the outbreak of this news, the Chiang family and all those who hate Mo Wen began to gather together and brew how to act for their own interests.

On the edge of a cliff on the border of Fuzhou.

A mysterious man in a black robe and a strange mask stands by the edge of the cliff. His clothes and hair move with the wind. Behind him, in every direction, stands a mysterious man in the same dress.

"The king of France, there's news from Fuzhou. Don't ask if you're dying At this time, behind the mysterious man standing on the edge of the cliff, a middle-aged man suddenly came and said respectfully to the mysterious man.

"Oh?" After hearing the news, the mysterious mask man immediately turned around, and the dignified voice immediately came: "the news is reliable?"

"It's absolutely reliable. The subordinate disciples of Fuzhou have repeatedly checked with the people's hospital. Don't ask if they are unconscious and life or death is unknown... It seems that they have been seriously injured. All the famous Chinese doctors have also come to the people's hospital. According to our investigation, these famous doctors are helpless about Mo Wen's illness!"

"Well? Is... The dark sect that he Yu led more than a dozen brothers hurt, don't ask? " The mysterious mask man couldn't help thinking about the exposure of the false Yang forest a few days ago.

You know, he Yu's men are all masters of the master of divine cultivation. A young man in his twenties can kill him without damaging himself. This is enough to show how terrible the power of Mo Wen's cultivation against heaven is. However, only a few days after the end of this incident, Mo Wen had such a big accident. During this period, there was no conflict with other people, He Yu and others must have hurt Mo Wen, leading to today's serious injury and coma.

"Dharma king, even so, don't you ask him that he hasn't healed himself these days?" The middle-aged man asked suspiciously.

"That's what I'm curious about. With Mo Wen's cultivation, it's impossible to escape from the captivity of mysticism. Even if he Yu is exposed, how can he be defeated by a young man in his twenties with more than a dozen of his master's hands? Weird... So weird... "

"Could it be he Yu's smoke bomb? Maybe... They're not dead? " The middle-aged man guessed boldly.

"It's not impossible. If you don't ask that one person killed more than a dozen monks, I'll never believe it." The mysterious masked man shook his head.

"I don't believe it... Even if he is a young man in his twenties, even if he has several spirit stones in his hands, it is impossible for Mo Wen's cultivation to integrate the power of Zi's spirit stone, and forced integration will inevitably be swallowed up... Mo Wen can't be unaware of this truth! What's more, don't ask is just a chess piece in the hand of the Demon Lord. Only he can open the demon Kingdom and open the mysterious ice! Now... Don't ask if you are dying... FA Wang, shall we go to Fu Zhou? If you don't ask what's wrong, I'm afraid that the plan for decades of layout of mozun will be... "

"Presumptuous!" The mysterious mask man suddenly gave a roar. He glared at the middle-aged man through his two eyes. He said angrily, "this man is reincarnated from crape myrtle. Since he was born, he is under our control. He Yu and his subordinates have been in China for so many years. Although he can't explain the whole plan, how can he know the importance of Mo Wen? It's impossible to hurt the killer. I'm afraid there's something else in it... "

"Dharma king, then... Our next step..." the middle-aged man was shocked by the mysterious masked man. He bowed and asked.

"You go to Fuzhou with the eight demons! If you can't live, you must bring back the spirit... Otherwise... You and I can't explain it to you! "

"I understand. I'll do it immediately!"

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The Jiang family in Jinhua.

The old man of the Jiang family is sitting on the rocking chair, and Jiang Qing is beside him. On the other side, there are several main members of the Jiang family.

"Grandfather, don't ask me why I don't know. I'm in a coma. It's an opportunity for our Jiang family!" Jiang Qing whispered in the ear of the old man of the Jiang family.

"Yes, Dad... As long as you don't ask about death, there will be no threat to the Jiang family! With your position in China, I'll give you all the answers... Don't ask if you die. Who else dares to be the enemy of our Chiang family? "

"Xiaoqing, are you sure you don't want to ask whether you are dying or not?" The old man of the Jiang family frowned and ignored other words around him. Instead, he looked at Jiang Qing and asked in a low voice.

"Grandfather, it's true that Xu Haonan is also in the people's hospital. I just got through the phone with him a few minutes ago. According to him, famous Chinese doctors and experts in various fields have arrived in Fuzhou, and Bai family and Mo Wen's men are all trying to find a way to treat Mo Wen. In the current situation, Mo Wen's injury is extremely serious, and everyone is helpless. It seems that they won't live for a few days!" Jiang Qing sneered. Under his expression, there was a kind of sinister and vicious atmosphere.