The same thing happened to Yuchi's family and Dongmi's family
Mo Changkong was startled.
"Where did you say that?"
"Where did so many things come from, just look at the corpse."
Xue Chi took a step forward and was about to uncover the white cloth of a corpse beside him.
Mo Changkong was furious.
"Wait a minute, who are you, dare to act presumptuously in my Mo family's territory?!"
He saw Xuechi following Yu Chiqing, and thought he was the other party's follower, and he didn't care about Xuechi at all.
Xuechi sneered twice, the palm of his palm flickered with red light, and the palm turned into claws and he grabbed it with his backhand, but it shook Mo Changkong's hand to death.
Mo Changkong didn't expect a follower to have such advanced cultivation.
He took two steps back, feeling pain in the back of his hand, and when he looked closely, a piece of flesh on the back of his hand had been torn away.
To make matters worse, the wound on the back of his hand suddenly turned black and red.
poisonous!
When Mo Changkong was astonished, he saw the flesh and blood on the back of his hand rotting away at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A name flashed through his mind.
"You are blood late!"
In a foreign land, the only thing that can rot people's flesh and blood is the Bloodthirsty Demon Lord.
This guy who seems to be no different from a savage is actually Xuechi.
"Even if you still have some eyesight, you still know the name of the young master."
The blood was slow and unhurried, and lifted the white cloth from the corpse.
"Give me the antidote."
If Mo Changkong knew that the person in front of him was Xuechi, he wouldn't fight him if he was killed.
His blood is late, and his attack is vicious. His poison can only be cured by the witch fairy of the Heavenly Demon Court.
"Xuechi, you can't talk properly before you start. You've already made a joke. Give Young Master Mo an antidote."
Yu Chiqing rubbed his eyebrows.
Xue Chi continued to examine the corpse as if he hadn't heard it at all.
"you… "
Yu Chiqing looked at Mo Changkong helplessly.
Mo Changkong was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, wandering around non-stop.
"Xuechi, give the antidote to Patriarch Mo first."
Mo Changkong was worrying when he heard a pleasant female voice next to his ear.
The one who spoke was another woman who came with Yu Chiqing and Dongmi Junwu.
When the woman came in earlier, Mo Changkong was so engrossed in matters concerning the Zhang family that he didn't notice the woman at all. When he saw the woman, he suddenly felt dizzy.
The woman's appearance was unparalleled, and she was wearing a large and unfit cloak. Under the cloak, her small face was only the size of a palm.
Her eyes are moving, and her voice is like a feather, scratching her ears non-stop, which makes people's heart tremble.
Mo Changkong almost forgot that he was poisoned.
What made Mo Changkong even more unbelievable was that, as soon as the woman finished speaking, that boy Xuechi immediately went out of his way, took out the antidote, and threw it to Mo Changkong.
"Fortunately for you, my goddess opened her mouth, and I will spare you."
Yu Chiqing rolled his eyes feebly, Xuechi, can he be more obvious about his emphasis on sex over friends.
"But something has been discovered?"
Yu Chiqing asked Xuechi angrily.
Xuechi is a man with poisonous blood and flesh. He is a master of poison, and he is also a master of medicine.
He had seen the corpse, and he must have found something.
"No, the method of death is different from that of Dong Milu and Wei Jun earlier. However, judging by the method, it is indeed the Zhang family's Fengmo Heartbroken Claw."
Xue Chi spread his hands, he only found so much, and it looked like that was the case.
Mo Changkong had already swallowed the antidote, but he was still shy about Xuechi, he hesitated for a moment, and then said.
"Actually, I have also noticed that the corpses of the Zhang family were also injured by the methods of my Mo family."
Inside the Tiangong tent, everyone was dead silent.
This matter is indeed strange, any corpse of any family is injured by the other's family's methods, and the unique magic skills of these families are obviously not easily leaked.
"Could it be that those who hurt people are proficient in the magic skills of various schools? Are there such existences in foreign lands?"
Fuyumi Junwu wondered.
"Maybe, the other party is not one person at all, but several people."
Ye Lingyue stepped forward to examine the corpse.
"Goddess, don't do it. I can do this kind of dirty work. I have checked the corpse, and there is nothing suspicious about it."
Seeing that Ye Lingyue was about to make a move, Xue Chi quickly stopped him.
"You just checked the surface of the body."
Ye Lingyue shook her head.
"The surface of the body? What does that mean?"
Xue Chi was puzzled.
"For a corpse, the external injury is a part, and the internal injury is also a part."
Ye Lingyue also saw the scattered wounds on the surface of the corpses, but these were just appearances in her eyes.
"Goddess, I've seen the inside too, I scanned it with magic power."
Of course, it was impossible for Xuechi to ignore such an important matter as internal injury.
"Not the inside, but the blood and viscera."
Ye Lingyue also understands that those with high cultivation bases, especially those like Xue Chi, who have reached the seven or eight steps of the Void Realm, generally speaking, can gain insight into the situation in the body.
Internal injuries can be seen at a glance.
"Visceral blood? What do you think? Or, I'll split this kid's body open!"
When Xuechi heard this, without further ado, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to strike.
"Xuechi, don't go too far! It's fine if you humiliate me, even the corpse!"
When Mo Changkong heard this, he almost lost his breath.
Xuechi's matter was a little too unreasonable.
Yu Chiqing and Dongmi Junwu hurriedly left and right, holding Xuechi up, lest the kid be stupid.
"You don't need to dissect it, and you can see the internal situation clearly, but I need some time."
As Ye Lingyue said, she put her hands on the body of the corpse.
In the palm of her right hand, the dry cauldron is moving.
Since the collapse of Cauldron Spirit, Ding Qi has not grown.
There are two black and white tripods inside, if Ye Lingyue spends one point, one point will be lost.
But this time, the situation is special, Ye Lingyue must find out the real cause of death of these people.
When Wuya told Ye Lingyue from a young age that the mortal enemy of the Immortal Phoenix had arrived at the Cursed Land, Ye Lingyue felt that she would not be shrouded in conspiracy.
But how to break this conspiracy, she has no idea.
The white tripod breathed out and entered the body of the corpse.
There is nothing wrong with the muscles, blood, and viscera.
It looks like it was injured by a claw wound... Ye Lingyue let Dingxi move slowly again.
"How? But something has been discovered?"
Xue Chi and the others asked.
"Not yet."
Ye Lingyue did not give up and continued to examine the second corpse.
As time passed, everyone in the camp was waiting patiently.
But Ye Lingyue still didn't find anything, the third one, and the fourth one still didn't find anything.
Ye Lingyue could feel that the tripod's breath in the dry cauldron was constantly being consumed, and if this continued, the white tripod's breath would probably be exhausted.
The last corpse, Ye Lingyue hesitated, but still put her palm on the corpse...