Hearing this, Xuanyuan Moze glanced at him and said lightly: "There is no need to trouble you, Holy Son."
Seeing that he even called him the Holy Son, Mo Chen shook his head with a smile. He glanced at Feng Jiu who was sleeping next to Tun Yun, then shifted his gaze to Xuanyuan Mo Ze and said, "Are you really going?"
"Yeah." Xuanyuan Moze responded.
Mo Chen sighed and said, "In that case, all I can say is that you should be careful and do your best. You must come back safely and don't let her worry."
"I know." He said, looking at Fengjiu deeply, and said, "I'll trouble you to take care of her."
"I will." Mo Chen agreed. Even without him saying anything, he would take good care of her.
After instructing Mo Chen to take care of Feng Jiu, Xuanyuan Moze left under the cover of night. He didn't want to give them a chance to catch their breath and recover. Only by taking action now could he deal them a fatal blow!
Watching him leave, Mo Chen came and sat beside the fire, his eyes fell on Feng Jiu's face. Seeing her sleeping face, he reached out and pulled up the cloak covering her body, thinking in his heart, what will happen when Xuanyuan Moze goes there
At this time, Lord Tongtian and the Lord of Black Lotus did not expect that Xuanyuan Moze would come back again. After all, they saw them leave with their own eyes. How could they have thought that someone who had clearly left would come back again
What's more, they were still trying to put out the fire here. Even if Fengjiu and the others left, there was still chaos here, especially since Lord Tongtian and Lord Black Lotus were both injured, which made the people below even more panicked.
Inside the palace, seeing that the wound was bandaged but still oozing blood, Lord Tongtian's face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He waved his uninjured hand, sweeping the tea cup on the table to the ground, and angrily cursed: "Waste! You can't even stop the bleeding from the wound! Bring me some more medicine!"
The middle-aged man who was waiting on the side trembled, responded repeatedly, and quickly took the medicine to re-bandage him. Looking at his angry master, the middle-aged man didn't even dare to breathe.
After sprinkling hemostatic medicine on the wound and bandaging it again, the middle-aged man stepped aside and stood with his head down. At this time, he raised his head and looked after hearing his master's voice.
"What about the Black Lotus Lord?" Lord Tongtian asked in a gloomy voice. Thinking about how his place had become like this because of Fengjiu and the others' arrival, the rage in his heart could not be suppressed and rose up.
Who was it that kept saying that he would teach Feng Jiu and Xuan Yuan Mo Ze a lesson? What was the result? Not only was his place destroyed, but he was also injured. If this got out, how would he survive in this world in the future
Hearing that the question was about the Lord of the Black Lotus, the middle-aged man lowered his head and stepped forward, saying in a low voice: "He went back to the courtyard, probably to regulate his breathing and repair his internal injuries. I saw him holding his chest the whole time, so he might have been seriously injured by that blow."
"Humph! Why doesn't Fengjiu just kill him?" The angry Lord Tongtian had forgotten that they were allies. He stood up and walked outside, asking, "Is the fire out?"
"Not yet." The middle-aged man followed quickly and responded behind him.