Ye Fuxun didn't know what to say. She knew people from the Demon Sect, which was the best excuse for a decent person to kill someone. "It's a good thing you covered your face, otherwise I couldn't explain it clearly."
It doesn't matter if I am misunderstood, but I am afraid that Senior Miaokong will also be framed, which will make her even more miserable in Yan Ge.
"It's not a good place to stay for a long time. Run away first." She grabbed the injured man and ran away.
Mo Qingfeng didn't understand, "Why do you only defend but not attack? They want to kill you."
"There is no other way. I promised Senior Miaokong that no matter what Miaoxian Sect does, I am willing to give them a way out."
"But do you know who the person who sent out the heavy palm just now was?"
"I know that when I accompanied Senior Miao Kong in, the person came out to greet her. I have seen her before. She is the third elder. She was at odds with Senior Miao Kong, and she must have wanted Senior Miao Kong to die outside.
And at that time, she couldn’t help but say that Senior Miaokong was useless. After practicing for so many years, he was seriously injured and mutilated to this extent. It really disgraced the Miaoxian Sect.”
The words of the third elder were very unpleasant. Ye Fuxun wanted to say something fair for Senior Miaokong, but Senior Miaokong asked him not to get involved. After all, this is the matter of Miaoxian Sect.
Ye Fuxun understood the depth of it and naturally did not forcefully participate.
But looking back now, I always feel that most people in Miaoxian Sect don't like Senior Miaokong very much, and there is serious internal fighting among them.
Mo Qing said, "Look, there are no decent people doing decent things."
"What do you want to say?"
"It's nothing. Since you know this person is not good, why don't you fight back? She wants to kill you. Didn't you feel it just now?"
"I felt it. She gave me such a heavy slap just now. For a moment, I regretted it. I thought I was too naive, but you actually rushed over to catch it. Well, are you okay?"
"Fortunately, I can hold on."
The two people used Qinggong and quickly left the place of right and wrong.
The people of the Miaoxian Sect were chasing after him, and they seemed to be willing to kill Ye Fuxun.
Mo Qingfeng looked back. He wanted to start a killing spree. He didn't know when he started caring about a woman more than his sister.
Ye Fuxun told him not to mess around, "You killed them, how can I explain to Senior Miaokong?"
"They wanted to kill you first."
"They were taken advantage of."
Furthermore, does it make sense that she only benefited from others with her front foot, and then killed her disciples with her back foot?
Mo Qingfeng could only follow the arrangement, "What should we do now?"
"Keep running, I still don't believe I can't get rid of these people."
The two walked into the woods, hiding here and there, and finally got rid of the man.
Ye Fuxun took the injured person and landed by a river.
"Cough." Mo Qingfeng couldn't help it anymore, so he fell to the ground and spit out a mouthful of black blood.
"You..." Ye Fuxun was surprised.
Mo Qing said, "Miaoxian Sect prides itself on being a famous and upright sect, but the things it does are not necessarily honest."
"What do you want to say."
"The elder who just attacked you, the palm technique she practiced is more vicious than the black flame palm of my Mo Yan Pavilion."
"What, Poison Palm? Then you..."
"I'm trying to force out the poison." He meditated quickly, while Ye Fuxun stood beside him and watched nervously.
He did this because he saved her. If he hadn't blocked her, she would have been the one to bear the poisonous palm.
"Poof." Mo Qingfeng fainted. His lips were purple and his face was earth-colored. He looked like he was about to die.
Ye Fuxun supported the fallen person. She panicked and called to the unconscious person, "Mo Qingfeng, Mo Qingfeng, wake up."
Mo Qingfeng's lips were covered with blood and his eyes were closed tightly. He was completely unconscious.
Ye Fuxun turned behind him and was busy giving him energy and poison.
Relying on the Phoenix Technique, her Phoenix Technique should be very useful.
He immediately used the Phoenix Technique to force out the poison, thinking that the true Phoenix fire could burn away the black energy in his body.
However, she had only reached the fourth level of the Phoenix Technique she had practiced. She had been busy here and there and failed to practice properly. After pushing four levels, she could no longer improve.
He feebly wanted to stop, but was unwilling to do so, so he pushed his palms with strength again.
Mo Qingfeng spurted blood again, spitting out the mouthful of black blood, and his complexion improved.
Ye Fuxun supported the dying man and asked nervously, "How do you feel? Don't die. What if Mo Qingyue misunderstands me and kills you? I know that girl's martial arts are not weak. If she comes to trouble me, then you
Don’t even think about living in peace if you become a ghost.”
Mo Qingfeng couldn't help but laugh, "Listening to what you said, you seem to be afraid of my sister?"
He leaned in her arms and looked up at the person holding him. This was the first time he relied on a person like this, and it was a woman, a woman who was about to be killed by him at the beginning.
Ye Fuxun looked down and realized that his current behavior was a little inappropriate, so he immediately helped the person up and let him support himself.
Mo Qingfeng: "You know I'm injured and have no strength."
"Then I'll help you over there, and you can sit against the big tree."
"I saved you, this is how you repay your kindness?"
"I didn't ask you to save me." Ye Fuxun asked someone to sit down. She didn't want to be a backer.
Mo Qingfeng looked at the uncomfortable look on her face and knew that she was shy, so he couldn't make it more difficult. After all, men and women cannot be intimate.
Ye Fuxun took a leaf to fetch water and brought it to the injured person, "Would you like to drink it?"
"Not thirsty."
"Okay." Ye Fuxun didn't know what to say. She and he were supposed to be enemies, so why did they owe each other?
Mo Qingfeng turned to look at her, feeling soft in his heart.
He did not regret his impulsiveness in blocking that slap for her. Maybe it was to thank her for saving Yueyue, or maybe he was touched somewhere in his heart.
This was the first time that he knew about feelings other than family affection. It was a feeling that would last until death, and it was what his mother was foolishly begging for.
Mo Qingfeng felt confused. What is love? Why does it make people stupid and willing to take risks? He didn't understand it before, but now he seems to understand it.
It seems to be coming, uncontrollably and involuntarily, which is probably what the so-called uncontrollable feeling is.
Ye Fuxun asked, "Where is Mo Qingyue?"
"She's in town."
"You left her there alone?"
"Of course not, there is no Fu Ning accompanying her, and Gu Ling."
"Gu Ling, isn't he following Sikong Ran?"
"Yueyue woke him up by scolding him and talked a lot. The paranoid Gu Ling was dubious, so he followed Yueyue."
This Mo Qingyue is really powerful. "Will she always look like that in the future, only when she is so young?" Ye Fuxun thought of the little girl's time in the jar of medicine.
Mo Qingfeng shook his head, "I don't know. She has not changed at all for many years. She is getting older, but her body has not changed at all. Some people often say nonsense behind her back, saying that she is a witch.
The monster changed. She sounded very sad at first, but now she doesn’t feel anything at all.”