Hospital.

In a certain single-person VIP ward, everyone else was called out, and only the Moss and his wife were left in the ward, as well as the mysterious woman.

Xu Ci was wrapped tightly and looked at Mo Jiujiu, who was lying unconscious on the bed. The breath around him was low, so cold that others did not dare to take the initiative to approach him.

"It's really broken..."

She murmured in a low voice that only she could hear.

Suddenly.

His brows were furrowed, his blood was surging violently, and his internal organs were strongly backlashed.

"Wow……"

Unable to control, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The mask was immediately soaked, and even drops of blood dripped on the floor of the ward, making a pattering sound.

Looking at the blood on the ground, Mrs. Mo had a little fear in her eyes and said worriedly, "Master, this... what's going on?"

Xu Ci turned around, took out a tissue to wipe his mouth full of blood, and threw it into the trash can, with a weak voice, "I'll come back to the hospital another day."

The formation arranged in the Tang family was broken, and in just two days, the body was attacked one after another, and the vitality was lost.

I am afraid that it will be difficult to make another magic weapon to transfer luck in a short period of time.

The most important thing is... the formation in the Tang family's house was broken, do they know the truth?

Mr. Mo stared at his daughter on the bed, "But... Master, Jiu Jiu's current situation is very bad, you can think of a way to go."

"To shut up."

"I said I'll come when I'm free, and I won't care about her after another word of nonsense!"

Xu Ci lowered his voice and glared angrily at Mr. Mo. The cruelty and viciousness in his eyes hit his face, making Mr. Mo feel fearful.

"Trash, I don't even know who broke the formation."

Xu Ci snorted coldly, passed the Mo family, opened the door of the ward, and walked out.

The body's qi and blood are depleted, and it is necessary to return to the residence to retreat and recuperate.

"..."

Xu Ci strode away.

Standing in the corridor, Su Chaohuai smelled the faint smell of blood and stared at Xu Ci's back with thoughtful eyes.

——

The door of the hospital.

On a seven-seat commercial vehicle.

Everyone didn't get out of the car for a long time. Yao Yingjia and others were so anxious that they wanted to do a paternity test immediately and take their daughter home.

But the master didn't dare to act without a word, and there was a restless look on his face.

Yan Zhixu sat on the seat and looked out the bustling crowd through the car window.

"Old Tang, do you have the contact information of the Hui city's spiritual department?"

"There are some."

When he was suddenly called, Mr. Tang quickly took out his mobile phone and rummaged through the contact list, and stopped at the one marked as Minister Zhong.

In order to find the granddaughter Tang's family, everything was used, and everyone from the spiritual department, from the minister to the newcomer, was invited over and over again.

But after seeing it, they all said that they couldn't figure it out, and the granddaughter might be dead.

"Call them and ask them to bring someone to arrest the evil cultivator who committed the crime." After speaking, Yan Zhixu unfastened his seat belt and pushed the door to get out of the car.

In the car, Mr. Tang pinched Tang Foli hard, his face flushed with excitement, "Xu Ci is in the hospital? Is there a way for the master to catch her? Is that what I think?"

Tang Fuli was pinched and his arm was sore. He didn't dare to complain at all, and nodded sincerely, "Yes, it's what you think."

Yao Yingjia was also full of joy, "It's great, it's great."

Her daughter has been living abroad for more than ten years, and the pain of separation between mother and daughter is all thanks to Xu Ci.

Now that the wicked may be arrested and punished, there is more or less comfort in my heart.

Master Tang let go of his hand, "Ahahaha, I know that the master is capable and omnipotent."

He stabilized his mood, took a deep breath, and dialed the number.

"..."

The atmosphere in the car was harmonious, and the corners of Mo Shuan's mouth twitched slightly.