Chapter 89 Prepare to do

"Treat it!" Mo Xu said firmly. The scenes experienced these days have made Mo Xu have all kinds of desire to become stronger. Moreover, the possibility of 20 percent is extremely low and the risk is very small, and he is willing to have a try.

"Okay, then I'll start." Feng Weng took out a wooden basin and poured the previously prepared potion in an orderly manner. While pouring, stirring... Some are thin, some are sticky, some are red and some are green, and many potions are added. The viscosity of the ointments in the wooden basin is constantly changing, and the color is also changing.

Finally, Feng Weng took out a stone bottle containing the essence bile and poured all the red essence into it. After stirring, the ointment in the wooden basin instantly turned red and was extremely sticky.

"The leg is exposed." Feng Weng ordered.

Mo Xu did not dare to disobey and immediately rolled up his trouser legs, revealing the broken foot that had already grown new skin.

Feng Weng pinched Mo Xu's leg with his left hand and fished it fiercely in the wooden basin with his right hand. The sticky red ointment stuck to his hand and smeared it on Mo Xu's broken leg.

At the same time, Feng Weng's two hands emitted cool spiritual power and pinched several acupuncture points in Mo Xu's legs with great strength.

The crispness and coolness spread all over Mo Xu's legs in an instant, and the indescribable comfort from the outside to the inside, from the legs to the whole body... The spiritual power of the whole body is rotating rapidly, and Dantian is also extremely active.

For a moment, Mo Xu felt that the feeling had disappeared. When he opened his eyes, he saw that Feng Weng, the fifth elder, had stopped pressing and was wiping the ointment on his hand with a clean cloth.

"I'll wrap it for you. Remember not to rinse off the ointment and keep it on your leg. Change it every three days... About half a month, you can feel the recovery of your body, but if you are lucky, it will take three to six months to completely cure it. Feng Weng said as he picked up the cloth to bag Mo Xu's legs with ointment.

"Thank you, Elder Feng." Mo Xu stood up and hurriedly thanked him.

Whether the result can be cured or not, he will thank Feng Weng. At least, Feng Weng took so much effort to mix Mo Xu for free and apply ointment to him, which is worth thanking.

"Don't be so polite. Now you are also a disciple of the inner door. Try to make some contributions to the inner door in the future, which is the greatest thanks to me." Feng Weng nodded. Feng Weng is also one of the founders of Fengjiangmen. He has seen Fengjiangmen come step by step and naturally has a deep affection for Fengjiangmen.

"Take this, change the medicine once every three days, and you can change it yourself. Come to me once every half a month. I will personally help you use spiritual comfort, otherwise even if you apply the medicine, the absorption will not be too good. Feng Weng scooped a bottle of ointment with a larger bottle and handed it to Mo Xu. Then he said, "You go back first. Because of you, my laboratory is in a mess again, and I have to clean up again."

Mo Xu looked around and found that the house is in a mess now, with bottles and jars one by one. It's not too much to say that it's a pig's nest. Mo Xu said awkwardly, "Five elders, or I'll help you clean it up."

"No, the more you clean up, the more messy it becomes." Feng Weng, the fifth elder, had no idea of letting Mo Xu help at all.

"Okay..." Mo Xu had no choice but to throw the bottle handed over by the five elders into the space ring and turned around and left.

Mo Xu has also relaxed about whether it can be cured. This matter is not up to him. It's useless to think about it. It's better not to think about it.

After returning to the room, Mo Xu continued to practice, cultivate qi, repair his body, and limit emptying absorption, etc...

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"Brother Song, I didn't expect you to come so soon." Behind the Fengjiang Gate, Luo Wei stood at the top of the mountain, wearing blue clothes and talking to the young man in the same blue clothes next to him.

The Ti people, from patriarchs to housekeepers and servants, only believe in one color, that is, blue... Luo Wei is no exception, and Songliang is no exception.

"Ms. Luo, you're welcome. I heard from the patriarch that you can just tell me who you want me to kill. Songliang's voice was modest and pleasant to listen to, but the words made people tremble.

"Ha ha, I haven't talked about the business before I continue with Brother Song." Luo Wei smiled and said, "Since Brother Song is happy, I won't talk nonsense."

While saying, Luo Wei took out two pictures from the space ring: "These two pictures, one is a branch map of the buildings in Fengjiangmen, marked with the location of the target; the other is a portrait to kill the target."

Songliang took it, glanced at it casually, put it directly into the space ring, and promised, "Don't worry, it will satisfy the prince."

"Just try your best." Luo Wei smiled and went down the mountain with Songliang.

In Luo Wei's eyes, although Song Liang is an elite of the Ti clan, to put it bluntly, he is now just a hitman. Although the Ti family, an ancient family, has fallen, there are still 20 or 30 elites.

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"Squeak..." The door opened. After Song Liang returned to the room, he took off his casual clothes in disgust and put on the blue clothes he had been used to.

It has been two days since Songliang came to Fengjiangmen. He has been living in Fengjiangmen Tianfu No. 3, and now he has just returned from outside.

For the past two days, he has been observing Mo Xu's actions and preparing the best plan to kill Mo Xu. As an excellent person, he does not allow failure, especially killing a weak person in a solid period. Planning is one of the important factors to prevent failure.

"He basically doesn't leave his house every day. As far as I know, he stays in his own room for three hours a day, and two hours in the practice room, and one hour for dinner..." Songliang spread Mo Xu's portrait on the table, looking at the portrait, and made a careful plan in his mind: "It seems that he wants to kill He could only sneak into his house and kill him in one fell swoop.

Two places are the most suitable. The first one is in his room; the second is in the practice room. But in his room, it should be the most appropriate time. Song Liang said to himself, "His two maids are just ordinary people, just avoid them. His instructor is sometimes in the practice room with him. Although his instructor is only the peak of Wuxuan and can't pose a threat to me, if he informs the public, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to escape.

"Tianfu No. 8, Room 3, Mo Xu." Songliang's eyes suddenly showed his fierceness.

Immediately, Song Liang took out a round mirror and said to the round mirror, "Sir, I'm going to do it today."

"Be careful." Luo Wei's low voice came from the round mirror: "If you encounter any accident, please contact me in time."

"OK." After saying that, Song Liang put on a blue mask, put all the weapons and tools into the space ring, and jumped out of the room.

(Please collect, red ticket!)