The little cousin of the group is actually a genius in cultivating immortals

Fortunately, Lao Jiang and Zhao Wenting, who set out later, ran into them.

Even though Lao Jiang was a manager, he felt a tightness in his heart when he saw this bloody and cruel scene.

"Bastard thing!"

Old Jiang was burning with rage. He waved his hand from three meters away. Ma Bingkun, who had just received the Mo Mo Elixir, vomited blood and fell to the ground. The elixir in his hand rolled to the ground.

When the others saw Zhao Wenting and Lao Jiang coming, they were so scared that they dared not move.

Liang Chuxin took advantage of the situation and immediately broke free from the restraints, then crawled to pick up the elixir that had fallen to the ground.

Zhao Wenting quickly came to Mo Mo, squatted down, and used his hand to check her breath and pulse.

Pupils shocked!

[She——died just like that? ]

Liang Chuxin, with tears in her eyes and messy hair, tugged at the corner of Lao Jiang's clothes and said, "You must...you must save her!"

"Liang Chuxin! She has already..." Old Jiang couldn't say the rest of the words. He looked at the elixir in Liang Chuxin's hand with heavy eyes.

"No! I don't believe it! There must be a way, Instructor Zhao... please save Mo Mo, you must have a way, right? I beg you, please save her."

Liang Chuxin cried in confusion. She sobbed in pain and begged the two men to save her.

Zhao Wenting stood up without saying a word, his eyes revealing a rage stronger than lightning. He approached Ma Bingkun step by step, clenching his fists with his hanging hands.

There were strong winds blowing all around, the fallen leaves on the ground were rustling in the wind, and the branches were creaking, giving people a feeling of "the sky is falling and the earth is splitting apart".

"Instructor Zhao... Instructor Zhao," Ma Bingkun, who had been injured by Lao Jiang, sat on the ground, frightened by Zhao Wenting, who was surrounded by flames. He stepped back repeatedly, "Don't blame me, who... who told her to be so weak, she... she doesn't even have spiritual roots. As long as I get her elixir, I can move up to the next level. I will be able to reach the lower third level soon, Instructor Zhao."

As Zhao Wenting listened to his trembling words, the anger in his eyes became even more intense.

"Roar--!"

The raging flames that emerged from his hands slammed heavily onto the ground, creating a large black hole. Even the tree trunks nearby were instantly ignited, making crackling sounds.

Ma Bingkun dodged the attack and continued to crawl to the side.

Zhao Wenting was not willing to let him go, and he shot out several fireballs at Ma Bingkun.

"Help! Ah!!! Help! Ahhhhh!" Ma Bingkun, whose whole body had turned into a fireball, rolled on the ground calling for help. Wherever he rolled, no grass grew, and even the dead grass that remained on the ground was burned to ashes.

Zhao Wenting was still unwilling to give up. He raised his hands and created a huge fireball in front of him that was taller than a man.

Suddenly, a hand landed on his shoulder.

"There may still be a glimmer of hope on Xianpeng Island in the east."

Hearing Lao Jiang's words, Zhao Wenting seemed to regain consciousness, and the fireball he had created disappeared, leaving only wisps of smoke dissipating in the air. He turned his head to look at Lao Jiang.

Xianpeng Island, according to legend, there lived a retired miracle doctor there, but it was only a rumor and no one had ever actually found the miracle doctor's whereabouts.

Old Jiang looked at him firmly, nodded, and took out a palm-sized bronze mirror from his waist and gave it to Zhao Wenting, saying, "Use this to refract the sunlight and find the exact location of the miracle doctor. Bring her along, so that you can take care of her on the way. Leave this to me."

Zhao Wenting nodded and picked up Momo, who was still dripping with blood.

Seeing that Zhao Wenting was going to take Momo away, Liang Chuxin, with the instructions of Lao Jiang, reached out to wipe away the tears on her face and quickly got up from the ground.

"Old Jiang, we must give an explanation to the Yan family this time. No matter how serious the consequences are, we have to bear them." Before leaving, Zhao Wenting said with a serious expression.

Old Jiang nodded in understanding.

The last time Mo Mo disappeared, they kept it a secret; this time, they were afraid they couldn't keep it a secret. Putting aside the fact that Mo Mo was a member of the Yan family, the fact that someone was killed under the eyes of the Supernatural Bureau was shocking enough!

**

The first person in the Yan family to receive a call from Lao Jiang was Yan Li.

After he got the news, he immediately notified the Yan family to gather at the Ability Bureau - Training Department. Yan Mu and Yan Tao arrived almost at the same time.

Yang Lihong was on a business trip abroad, so Yan Li didn't tell her about this.

Yan Jing was still at the video site, and since she couldn't leave for the moment, she could only leave after completing this important task.

Unfortunately, when she finished work and was about to leave, she found that her car broke down. Just as she asked her assistant to call a taxi, Luo Xi came over.

"This place is so remote, it might be hard to get a taxi," Luo Xi's voice was still clear, and he politely invited her, "It seems like you have something important to do. How about I give you a ride?"

Yan Jing said "OK" because she was worried about Mo Mo's situation.

Yan Jing didn't say much along the way, and Luo Xi could see her nervousness and uneasiness.

Arriving at the reception room of the training department, Yan Jing opened the door and saw Yan Li and Yan Mu arguing with each other.

Luo Xi also came up with her.

Seeing Yan Tao's red eyes, Yan Jing had a bad feeling in her heart. She called out in confusion: "Dad"

"Sorry, it was our fault!" Lao Jiang lowered his head and apologized sincerely.

"This is why our Yan family doesn't trust your Superpower Bureau." Yan Tao sighed with heartache, and then said disappointedly.

"..." Yan Jing didn't know the whole story yet, but the scene gave her a very bad feeling. She took two steps forward, came to the conference table, and looked at the open notebook. The image of Mo Mo's murder was still playing in an endless loop.

"Plop!" Yan Jing fell to the ground with a painful expression.

"sister!"

"Ah Jing!"

Yan Mu and Luo Xi spoke at the same time. Luo Xi wanted to help her, but after seeing Yan Mu's cold eyes, his movements stopped in mid-air.

"How could it be? How could this happen?" Yan Jing shook her head, not believing what she saw. She suddenly stood up, grabbed Lao Jiang's collar and asked, "What about Mo Mo? Where is she now? What did you do to her?"

There was no trace of her usual beautiful, youthful and elegant celebrity image. At this moment, Yan Jing looked like a "female bully" who was ready to eat someone.

"We have sent her to Xianpeng Island for rescue as soon as possible. Now we need to wait for further news." Lao Jiang has also seen storms. He did not look afraid at all. Instead, his eyes were calm.

"It takes at least ten hours from here to Xianpeng Island. Is it in time?" Yan Tao asked coldly.

"It was Zhao Wenting, the future heir identified by the Zhao family, who escorted her there. It would be much faster."

The night was silent.

"Just send it here. Thank you for today." Yan Jing thanked Luo Xi for sending her home again.

The Yan family decided to stay in the Ability Bureau - Cultivation Department to wait for the latest news from Mo Mo, but arranged for Yan Jing to go home and rest, and the family unanimously decided not to tell Yang Lihong about this matter for the time being.

"Is it really okay?" In Luo Xi's eyes, she obviously didn't have to be so strong, and she knew that she was not as strong as she pretended to be.

"I'm fine." Yan Jing forced a smile.

"If you feel uncomfortable, just cry." Looking at Yan Jing who seemed a little reluctant, Luo Xi said softly.

Yan Jing, who was sitting in the passenger seat, lowered her head and couldn't hold back her tears.

She felt guilty for not spending more time with her, regretted that she didn't understand her as well as Yan Mu did, and was also distressed by what she had gone through. For a moment, complex emotions surged in her heart, and Yan Jing cried so hard that her body trembled.

Luo Xi reached out and gently placed his hand on her shoulder.

She suddenly threw herself into Luo Xi's arms and finally cried out in pain.

Luo Xi was stunned, then patted her back gently, again and again.

"This time, can you please not erase my memory? In fact, I have always understood you."

His voice was soft and a little distressed.