C814 When a man is about to die, his words are good

In the outskirts of the capital, dusk was falling in all directions.

After Xiao Yi changed his appearance, not only did he resemble Zhuge Tian in appearance, he also resembled him in appearance. Carrying a medical kit, he easily made his way to the 302 military base.

The Tang Sect's thousand year legacy was an inheritance that was deeply rooted in ancient culture when it came to appearance changing techniques. Xiao Yi passed by the general, did not look surprised, and arrived at the small white brick building in the center of the 302 military base.

Seeing the fake Zhuge Tian coming forward again, Doctor Mo frowned and asked coldly: "Mr. Zhuge, is there any way?"

Xiao Yi, who was pretending to be Zhuge Tian, nodded and replied solemnly: "After I went back to think it over and over again, I have a plan. I can use the silver needles to stimulate the acupoints and temporarily control the spread of Mr. Xiao Moyu's poison. This way, you can buy me some time to come up with a way to cure myself. "

This was good news to Xiao Moyu. However, Doctor Mo still said coldly: "Then I'll be troubling Mr. Zhuge."

Under the lead of the Doctor Mo, Xiao Yi finally entered Xiao Moyu's room.

"Mr. Zhuge, come down and tell me what you need." The Doctor Mo's face was ice-cold. He looked like a giant that was thousands of miles away: "I will go down first, I won't disturb Mr. Zhuge's treatment of the Mr. Xiao anymore."

This point was exactly what Xiao Yi was thinking, and Xiao Yi nodded his head as he happily agreed.

The first floor of the small building was guarded by fully armed soldiers. There were countless sentries outside the building. Therefore, the Doctor Mo was not afraid of Xiao Yi, who pretended to be Zhuge Tian. Thus, he left Xiao Yi upstairs with a peace of mind.

Creak.

Xiao Yi gently closed the door, and instantly isolated the entire world outside.

He slowly walked to the bedside and examined Xiao Moyu's room. It was bright and wide, and there were still unfinished cigars and cigarettes on the coffee table. It looks like Xiao Moyu had been happy like a god in this small building.

As he sat down on the bed, Xiao Yi looked down at the unmoving Xiao Moyu lying on the bed. His face was sallow, his eyes were closed, and his lips were pale.

In an instant, Xiao Yi looked at his second uncle and did not speak for a long time.

After all, they were related by blood, but in the end, they became fated enemies. Stunned, Xiao Yi exhaled and pulled up Xiao Moyu's blanket.

He took down the medicine box and took out the silver needle.

Silver needles fell on Xiao Moyu's body like raindrops. Under the stimulation of the silver needles, all the acupoints in his body were opened to the blood flow in an instant.

Xiao Yi's expression was merciful, as he gently held onto the silver needles. He looked like a godly doctor who had helped the world with a hanging pot. However, as he rubbed the silver needles, Xiao Yi's hands lightly trembled.

In truth, the life of his second uncle, Xiao Moyu, was being taken away. Using the silver needles to stimulate the blood vessels, Xiao Moyu's vitality in his body was mobilized, and he regained consciousness for an instant.

At this moment, it was the final reflection of light. All of his life force was being used up at this moment. And then, even the Great Firmament Golden Immortal was unable to save Xiao Moyu.

This kind of behavior, where the seedlings were growing stronger, caused Xiao Moyu's face to finally grow red bit by bit.

As for Xiao Yi, his eyes gradually filled with tears. After all, this was a relative whose blood was thicker than water. Truly arriving at the very last moment, when he personally made a move to send his second uncle, Xiao Moyu, to the west, Xiao Yi still couldn't quite bring himself to do it.

However, for the sake of the clan, Xiao Yi's wrist was still trembling as it slowly progressed.

Time passed minute by minute, second by second, in the room, Xiao Moyu finally opened his eyes. From head to toe, the abundant energy within his body made him secretly rejoice.

Raising his head to look at Xiao Yi who was putting the silver needles into the medicine box, Xiao Moyu squeezed out a smile and said: "Did you save me?"

Xiao Yi did not say anything, and quietly kept all the silver needles back into the medicine box. Finally, he looked at his second uncle and smiled. He said in a low voice, "Second uncle, I did not save you." It was me who poisoned you. Right now, I am only helping you to get out of this difficult situation and send you back to the West. This is just the last glimmer of light, you know? "

Hearing that, Xiao Moyu instantly became alert. He sat up on the bed and coldly asked, "Who are you?"

"I am Xiao Yi." Seeing Xiao Moyu's shocked expression, Xiao Yi shook his head: "Could it be, you don't remember your nephew? My Xiao Chaoran is your fourth brother. Back then, it was all thanks to you two brothers working together that I lost it in that bleak winter. "

Xiao Moyu immediately understood what was going on. Looking at the shocked Xiao Yi, his gaze was as sharp as knife or lightning.

"That's right, how can you send me off on my final journey?" Xiao Yi smiled as he looked at his second uncle, and said in a low voice: "I advise you not to go through such painstaking efforts. Even if you shout like this until your throat breaks, no one will come to save you. This is your last moment. I just used a silver needle to burn your last bit of life force. At the last moment of your life, you saw your family. Don't you feel especially intimate? "

These few words caused Xiao Moyu's face to turn deathly white. His lips quivered as he looked at the unfamiliar face in front of him. The fierce and sharp aura from before vanished in an instant.

Then, in this very instant, Xiao Moyu grew old.

He sat stiffly on the bed and gradually felt the power of the filling dissipating. His eyes finally revealed a trace of deep despair, he shook his head, raised his head and looked at the night which was gradually falling outside the window, and muttered: "Am I, Xiao Moyu, going to end like this in the end?"

Xiao Yi still sat beside Xiao Moyu calmly, like a pair of good friends, and replied: "I think so."

"Haha." Xiao Moyu's eyes that were deep within started to tear up. "You're missing me, Xiao Moyu, so you have to calculate everything. In the end, you were too clever with your calculations and ended up missing out on my life. "

"If you can handle it, you're a character. However, if he wanted to be the head of the Xiao family, he would need to take some responsibility. Grandfather isn't mistaken. " Xiao Yi looked at Xiao Moyu and cordially discussed with his second uncle, "You are only suitable to be a strategist, not an overlord. However, you are unwilling to be a strategist, this is the source of your sad fate. "

Xiao Yi's tone was calm, but his words seemed to be filled with wisdom, and with a thump on the head, he instantly woke the person in his dreams. Xiao Moyu's body shook as he instantly understood his own life.

Life is like chess, chess is like life. The onlookers knew what was going on.

"Alright, it is only suitable for me to be an advisor, it is not suitable for me to be an overlord." Xiao Moyu's tears rolled down as he shouted loudly: "I never thought that Xiao Chaoran would have a son like you. You are stronger than my fourth brother Xiao Chaoran. From now on, the Xiao family will be handed over to you and your son. I think we can definitely prosper. "

"I'm just trying my best." Xiao Yi narrowed her eyes, a bright light flickered within her long and narrow pupils as she coldly asked, "I would like to ask, how much information have you sold to our Xiao Family to the Hongmen in the past few days? Of course, you can answer or not. This is your freedom. However, the Xiao Clan's bloodline still flows in your body. Don't tell me you really want to be so smelly for ten thousand years? "

The cold voice asked, causing Xiao Moyu's entire being to be stumped for words. After being silent for a long time, he sighed and murmured, "It's been a long time and still has a reputation. In the end, it's just an empty title. Bodhi had no tree, nor was it a mirror. Originally, there was nothing here, so how could there be dust? You don't need to use the Xiao family to threaten me.

In this instant, Xiao Moyu's personality instantly changed. His tone was ethereal, like the golden words of an exalted monk. This caused Xiao Yi to not know how to face it.

It was Xiao Yi's greatest goal to send him to the end. Or was it to know how much information about the Xiao Family Xiao Moyu had leaked?

Unfortunately, the current Xiao Moyu had already seen through life and death, everything in the world was like dust, intangible and unreal. Towards this kind of Xiao Moyu, Xiao Yi was momentarily at a loss.

"However, the words of a dying man are good." Xiao Moyu laughed, looked at Xiao Yi and softly said: "If you have time, then I'll nag a few more times."

"I'm all ears." Xiao Moyu was willing to speak for himself, that would be for the best. Xiao Yi's mouth bloomed into a smile, as he quietly listened.

"Firstly, I want to tell you something. Be careful of your uncle Xiao Chenfei, he is not as simple as you look. " The first sentence that Xiao Moyu swore without stopping left Xiao Yi startled.

"Be careful of Xiao Chenfei?" Xiao Yi raised his head and asked.

Xiao Moyu's expression instantly became solemn, and he said word by word: "I am more clear about my big brother. He was a truly formidable person. His shrewdness was deep, and he had courage and foresight. Ten li of Yangzhou, do you think that pond could really trap him? "

At that time, when Xiao Yi saw him at Yang Prefecture's Thin West Lake, Xiao Yi felt that he was somewhat terrifying, being able to fish without a hook in the wind and snow. Now, after hearing these words from Xiao Moyu, Xiao Yi was stunned.

Could it be that Xiao Chenfei who was fishing without a hook in the snow and wind, was really just hibernating?

In history, the number of people who rose and fell were countless.

Or should it be, the current Xiao Moyu, at the very last moment? Did he come up with a trick to sow discord among the Xiao family's brothers?

Seeing Xiao Yi fall into deep thought, as if he had seen through the depths of Xiao Yi's heart, Xiao Moyu laughed: "I know what you're thinking, is this a malicious plan? Actually, do you really think that I, Xiao Moyu, am an extremely vicious person? Do you really think that I, Xiao Moyu, am completely evil? "

These straightforward words had caused cold sweat to pour down from Xiao Yi's forehead. Looking at Xiao Moyu who was smiling so happily in an instant, a cold shiver went down his spine uncontrollably.

Could it be that this Xiao Moyu had some sort of ulterior motive?

In that moment, Xiao Yi felt his chest suffocating, as if he had grasped onto something deep within his heart.