These dead men brought an astonishing amount of fire and medicine, and the ground seemed to have been cut off a layer.

The fat mouse tried to get out, but the harder it worked, the more the sand and gravel that had been blown up completely loose nearby slipped into the pit.

Mo Li: "…"

From the perspective of the gerbil, it made a lot of noise. Sand and gravel were constantly thrown into the air, almost covering the sky.

——In fact, the highest sand and gravel did not fly past the doctor's knees squatting in front of the pit.

According to the degree of sand, it may not be fascinated by people for a hundred years.

Doctor Mo silently stretched out his two fingers, carefully grabbed the back of the gerbil's neck, and rescued the Taijing Dragon Vein from the pit.

It’s not enough to take it out, but you still have to shake it.

Maori is full of earth.

After shaking, I saw that it was still gray, so dirty that I could hardly see the original light yellow hair color.

The gerbil tilted his head and saw that he looked like he was now, so he disliked him. So he climbed up along Mo Li's arm to his shoulders and stayed there peacefully.

Mo Li continued to search in the clothes that Meng Qi left behind.

After all the hard work, the clothes were broken and broken. Even if there were any intact parts, they were not visible by the sand. These clothes were not valuable, and the important thing was the sword that Meng Qi carried with him.

This soft sword that has been buried in the mud and sand at the bottom of the Qingjiang River for many years is called Xinqing, and now it is not considered a wise master.

I am often thrown away, or throw away if I say I am throwing away, and throwing away my clothes together.

The Xinqing Sword cannot crawl out by itself when it hears the sound like a gerbil, but it will not dig a hole to hide, so it is easy to find.

Mo Li wiped the sand and soil on the soft sword, and the smoke gradually dissipated, revealing the tragic phenomenon not far away.

The group of nearly twenty black-clad killers, plus the Holy Lotus Altar scholars brought by the Lord of the beam, more than fifty people were affected by the explosion. The corpses and debris were everywhere, and the sand and soil were stained with blood stains, and they were stacked on the ground one by one.

They died because they could not move at the time.

The Holy Lotus Altar Sect was lit up, and there may be people in the black-clothed killer who did not want to die, but they were knocked down and had difficulty moving, and they were carrying a lot of thunder hall fire and medicine. As long as one person ignited the fuse, no one else could escape.

Mo Li looked around, looking confused.

This is the first time he has witnessed such a tragic scene?

The fire in the city burning after the earthquake in Qiuling County, the corpses exposed from the Silang Mountain mine, and the desolation of the wild bones exposed thousands of miles from Yongzhou...

Although Mo Li had the power of a top master, she had never made any real slaughter, nor did she think about killing everyone here. The incident happened unexpectedly, and the people who were still alive just now suddenly turned into piles of broken pieces.

There was no blood, and the bodies were covered with sand, like stone sculptures and human figurines buried in the tomb.

He instinctively stepped into it, looking for possible survivors.

When you open a corpse, there may be another person's broken corpse, or even half of his head.

The rudder leader was lying on the ground. His body looked quite complete at first glance. When he turned over, he saw that his entire chest was covered in blood and covered in gravel.

The moli found nothing and his forehead hurt slightly.

When Meng Qi fled, he pulled Mr. Qiu and threw him out of the explosion range. If there was more fire and medicine this time, and the impact range was larger, Meng Qi might not be able to escape unscathed. This is the first time that Mo Li's way of being a human being conflicted with his heart's wishes.

Shouldn't you save someone?

No, if it was Mo Li himself, he would have made such a choice.

In the fight with the leader of the beam, Mo Li could blame Meng Qi for not being cautious enough, but now this time he is relying on his martial arts skills to save people casually, Mo Li really can't blame him for saving people casually. However, when he thought that Meng Qi might have suffered injuries because of saving people casually while running away, and even turned into one of the corpses buried in sand, Mo Li couldn't settle down.

I forgot my own thoughts, and I am in love with others.

Is this human selfishness?

Ignore right and wrong, it is difficult to control.

A warm feeling suddenly came from the neck of Mo Li, and then a slight itchy feeling.

Mo Li subconsciously reached out and pressed the fat mouse, then calmed down and whispered: "I'm fine."

The gerbil was not as big as a palm. It took the opportunity to push Mo Li's palm with its head a few times, signaling Doctor Mo to leave as soon as possible.

The noise here is too big. Even if it is a remote place, people or yamen will soon come to check the details.

But Mo Li didn't understand this meaning, and he murmured: "What killers are the people from the Holy Lotus Altar?"

The gerbil nodded vigorously.

"The boss of Liang didn't know about these people..."

Mo Li said to himself that the Holy Lotus Hall has two forces in Yuzhou. On the surface are Liang Dunzhu and others, and there are also a group of people who have taken the dead soldiers to sneak in the dark. These dead soldiers are naturally not used to deal with Meng Qi Mo Li. After all, they will not think of two dragon veins in advance to overturn the Yuzhou branch.

This is more like the people secretly supervising the Holy Lotus Altar branch to prevent them from betraying them.

The forces behind the Holy Lotus Altar are becoming more and more confusing.

What is the origin of the King of Heavenly Scholars in the southwest? Was the Holy Lotus Altar really a powerful tool he cultivated with his own hands? Or is the King of Heavenly Scholars himself a chess piece?

Mo Li turned around and went to find Mr. Qiu.

He did not have deep internal strength like Mo Li. Not only was he injured on his body, but he also suffered heavy internal injuries due to the impact force. Mo Li poured him an internal force to clear his meridians and relieve blood stasis, and he flipped out his luggage from the completely broken carriage.

The gerbil jumped and pierced the plume.

In a moment, he ran out with a pair of underwear.

This one is short and light and can be dragged.

Taking advantage of Mo Li's time to use silver needles to treat Mr. Qiu, Meng Qi quickly put on his clothes.

"doctor."

"Um?"

"Our horses ran out of sight."

Although Meng Qi pushed it, the carriage was still caught in the aftermath of the explosion. The entire carriage was split into pieces, and the remaining broken shaft was dragged by the slow horse and two deep traces were drawn on the ground, extending forward.

The advantage is that you can catch up, but the disadvantage is that others can follow the traces.

"Doctor, let's just ignore this horse!" Meng Qi suggested seriously.

“…”

Mo Li took away the silver needle and slapped Mr. Qiu's heart with another palm.

Mr. Qiu suddenly vomited several mouthfuls of blood, and the person woke up slowly.

"Ahem, what's going on?" Mr. Qiu's eyes turned black and his ears were buzzing. He did not have enough deep internal strength, and the explosion just now shocked him so that he could not hear any sound for a short time.

Mr. Qiu was about to get up in panic, but he was shocked again when he saw a miserable state.

He only knew that the Holy Lotus Altar was a trouble, but he didn't expect it to be so troublesome!

I felt anxious and coughed again.

"You are not injured slightly. I have cleared some blood stasis for you. You cannot use internal force for 30 days. This is the medicine." Mo Li took out a small porcelain bottle from the medicine bag. It was an emergency medicine for treating internal injuries, similar to Xiao Huandan, commonly known as the Jianghu people.

Mo Li threw the bottle to Mr. Qiu.

"Eat one in three days until you finish it. You can't stay here."

While speaking, Meng Qi had already packed all his luggage from the wreckage of the carriage.

The doctor's books were packed, and the food and dry food were thrown next to him, so it was difficult to carry too much.

When Mr. Qiu was dizzy and stood up, Meng Qi had already signaled Mo Li to leave.

Mo Li found that Mr. Qiu was holding the penzi and gesturing with anxiety on his face, and then suddenly realized that the current situation could not allow him to check carefully, so he could only carry a medicine bag and prepare to take Mr. Qiu away.

"The doctor is holding these books, I'll do the rest." Meng Qi took the initiative to take over Mr. Qiu.

With their martial arts reaching the point of theirs, it would be no trouble to take one person to perform light skills.

"Walk!"

In a blink of an eye, they left the flattened slope.

Meng Qi said that he wanted to give up the horse, but in fact he was running in front, and the direction he chose was consistent with the traces on the ground.

"Who is looking for a horse? This is the direction of the official road!" Meng Qi Zhen said with a deep thought.

The official road is also known as the Chidao. The soldiers and officials who are responsible for sending messages and documents at various post stations all day long. They didn’t have time to erase the horse’s hoof prints. Only Shangguan Road can choose to hide the tree in the forest and it is safer to pour a bowl of water into the jar.

Coincidentally, the slow horse ran in this direction after being frightened.

"Tsk, it's lucky." Meng Qi insisted that he looked down on the horse.

After chasing for a while, Meng Qi saw the slow horse, standing there digging his hooves and breathing.

"Don't worry if you said it a long time ago. This horse has no ability and can't run far." Meng Qiyu was disgusted.

Facing the fat mouse with a hard mouth and a soft heart, Mo Li didn't know how to answer the words, so she simply kept silent.

When I got to the horse, I saw that the wreckage of the carriage that was dragged was stuck in a pit and was tripped by a stone. The slow horse was dragged several times but failed, so I had to stop and dig my hooves out of breath.

"Ye!"

When Shima saw Mo Li, he couldn't calm down and shook his head and screamed constantly.
To be continued...