With one sound, everyone began to be shocked, and finally turned into cheers of joy.

See everyone has no objection, Feng Mo Chen this just thought of a very important thing, turned round toward which side of the carriage to stop to see one eye, then ran past.

Seeing her action, people of all sects also looked at it, and then everyone remembered the wounded devil Yaoyao.

All the people did not leave, but gathered outside the carriage to know the condition of moyaoyao.

She was so badly injured that there should be no hope for her to survive.

Aoqing can't stop fengmochen from becoming the leader of the Wulin alliance. She still doesn't want to fight with fengmochen or get involved with the imperial court.

Anyway, moyao can't live, can't he?

Her purpose has been achieved.

After Feng Mo Chen Ran to the carriage, he directly jumped on the carriage. As soon as he opened the curtain, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

"Master." At this moment, she was worried about moyaoyao. Although she didn't spend a long time with her, moyaoyao was not a bad woman.

She also wanted to continue to be moyaoyao's Apprentice.

In the car, Mo Yaoyao was seriously injured, lying on the soft couch, and her coat fell off to her chest. But the bloody wound, some ferocious, overflowing with bright red blood, made her face as pale as paper. Her white hair was wet with sweat because of pain, and her face was covered with sweat.

She lay weak, dying, looking as if she would die at any time.

Her head was on Mu Shiyang's leg, and he held her like that. His handsome face was tense with fear and worry, and he felt that he was shaking slightly.

His mood at this time should be complicated, right?

Killing his favorite woman, this kind of pain, should make him very afraid, very uncomfortable.

As for Liu Su holding a piece of black stone on Mo Yaoyao's leg, he seemed to be sucking something. When he saw it clearly, there was something black falling out of the small blood hole on Mo Yaoyao's leg.

"Ah..."

Magic Yao Yao seems to be very painful, did not resist to call out a voice, fingers clenched the mattress, the body pain curled up.

"Yaoyao..." to see such a cry, Mu Shiyang eyes a dark, hold her body.

"Master." Feng Mo Chen saw this, a face worried.

"I'm ok, don't worry..." moyaoyao forced to endure the pain, half squinted at the worried fengmochen, with a smile: "how about? Have you become the leader of the Wulin League? "

As long as she holds down Mu Shiyang and takes the position of Wulin alliance leader, it will be as easy as a palm to her.

Hear evil Yao Yao so a ask, don't know why, Feng Mo minister heart suddenly a tight, eye socket a red: "when."

"I knew you could be." Magic Yaoyao mouth with a happy smile, but the next second, the leg that cone heart pain hit again, she pain frown, stuffy hum.

Ah.

"Xiao Su Su, what the hell are you doing? Can't you be a little lighter?" Feng heichen heard her call, turned his head and roared at Liu Su.

Can't this guy put some anesthetic and suck out the needle in his leg?

The black magnet is in Liusu's hand, and the poison needle in moyaoyao's leg has been sucked out, just tightly sucking on the black magnet.

"Your Highness, if you have anything else to say, just tell her. There's no time."

what?

Hearing Liu Su's words, Feng Mo Chen's face changed.

Did she hear it wrong?

What is Liusu talking about?

Just now this words, let the evil young young pale face slightly a stagnate, Mou color a flash.