Time goes back a few days ago.

By the way, when Xu Mochao gave up treatment and let Wei Chibing's consciousness attached to the jade flute completely swallow him, Wei Chibing's consciousness was so proud that he was about to fly up.

"Hahaha, so what about the protagonist! Nie Feng is just like this...what? Wait!"

Just when he thought the body-taking was successful, a huge amount of ferocious aura emerged from the deep layer of Xu Mochao's consciousness, and couldn't wait to directly kill Wei Chibing's consciousness, who was still smug, so that there was no slag left.

"impossible!"

At this point, his only chance to turn the tables was completely destroyed by Xu Mochao.

"The pearl of rice grains also shines light?"

Xu Mochao sneered and raised his head.

The gains this time are even greater than what I imagined!

Things are getting more and more interesting.

Seeing Xu Mochao smile, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, Xu Mochao learned the magic knife, and he could be said to have twists and turns and bumps.

First, the second sword emperor disrupted the situation, and then a mysterious assassin attacked. As long as there was a slight mistake in the middle, there would be only one way to die for Xu Mochao. At that time, even if the Daluo Jinxian descended to earth, he would not be able to save him.

Fortunately, there was no danger in the end, and Xu Mochao successfully learned the magic sword technique.

As the First Evil Emperor said, he, who had learned the magic sword, also had a glimpse of the double-sword and sword.

However, in his opinion, the most important thing is the unexpected gains from Wei Chibing.

Unexpectedly generous!

"Sword Saint!"

Xu Mochao looked at the old man who was a little arrogant but was pretty good to him, "I think... you don't have to die."

...

...

"What did you say? This flute can store people's souls?"

After Xu Mochao died of Wei Chibing's consciousness, he naturally got all his memories.

When he understood the function of the flute, he had a bold idea.

"In fact, it's much more complicated than this, but you can understand it this way for the time being." Xu Mochao played with the flute in his hand and said slowly, "The person who came to deal with us before was Wei Chibing, but this is not his real name. A month ago, after he killed another person, he came into contact with this flute, and that person occupied his body..."

Xu Mochao told what he knew, and everyone looked at each other.

Even though there are many unscientific things in the Fengyun World, they still find it difficult to believe that such things will happen.

At this moment, Dugu Meng said, "Since that's the case, you have also come into contact with that flute. How can you prove that you are Nie Feng?"

“…”

After a brief silence, everyone immediately distanced from Xu Mochao and looked at him vigilantly.

Dugu Meng is right! If what Xu Mochao said is true, as long as he touched the flute, he would be taken over, then wouldn’t Nie Feng in front of him be the shadow assassin just now?

"Hello!"

Seeing that they were about to draw their swords at each other when they had a disagreement, Xu Mochao was helpless and really admired Miss Dugu’s imagination!

But what she said was pretty good if she thought about it carefully.

If it weren't for his extraordinary talent, he would have been defeated by Wei Chibing.

But is it like proving your innocence?

Xu Mochao thought about it and seemed that he was not familiar with these people.

Chuchu has known him for more than a month, Sword Saint, Wuming, Jian Chen for less than a week, and Evil Emperor and others have only been a few days shortly. How can we prove it?

Thinking of this, he simply glared at him and said fiercely, "If you believe it or not, you will lose it if you don't believe it!"

When everyone saw him like this, they looked at each other and didn't know what to do for a moment.

At this time, Chuchu approached Xu Mochao, "No matter what Brother Nie becomes, I will not doubt him."

A loyal and stupid fan!

But the others were unable to do this like Chuchu. Wuming was about to speak, but Dugu Meng smiled slightly, "I believe in you."

“???”

Everyone, including Xu Mochao, looked at her in surprise. Your position changed slightly faster!

"I wonder if the young master has any way to save Senior Sword Saint from his death?"

Dugu Meng raised a question and successfully changed the topic.

Xu Mochao glanced at her, "The problem with the Sword Saint is that his life span is approaching, and once he uses that move of Sword 23..."

He said as he looked at the Sword Saint, but saw the latter nodding to him, indicating that he could use this move now.

"... Then he will definitely die. My idea is to use this flute to protect the ignorance, and then find a way to repair the body. When the time is right, let the soul return to the body."

Speaking here, everyone no longer doubted Xu Mochao's identity. Wuming and the Sword Saint looked at each other. The two people closest to Jian Er San thought for a while, and finally Wuming spoke:

"Your idea sounds good, but where can I find a way to restore my vitality? Besides, no one can predict what will happen after using the Sword 23. What if the soul cannot enter it?"

“Look!”

Xu Mochao was prepared for this and took out a handful of red beans with a smile.

"What's this?"

Feeling the powerful medicinal power contained in it, everyone was stunned.

"Blood Bodhi."

The understatement scared everyone.

Legend has it that Blood Bodhi is a rare fruit that grows in the Lingyun Cave cave under the Leshan Giant Buddha in Sichuan Province. It must be cured if it is seriously injured and has no effect of increasing the effectiveness. Unfortunately, people in the martial arts world have only heard of it, but have not yet obtained the fruit.

Even a person like Wuming has seen him for the first time today.

"Although blood Bodhi is precious, its function is to cure injuries and increase strength. For the situation of the Sword Saint..."

Wuming shook his head.

Xu Mochao smiled, "What are you afraid of? Are you still me?"

"you?"

"Yes, actually I am still a doctor who is good at rejuvenating. I have my own way at that time!"

"But……"

Seeing that Wuming was still hesitating, Xu Mochao couldn't stand it anymore and said impatiently, "A real man, what are the mother-in-law and mother doing? Anyway, he is a person who is about to die. He will die every day. I will not get pregnant after trying it?"

Xu Mochao's words made Wuming dumbfounded.

"Well said, once a person dies, why not try it!"

However, the Sword Saint was suddenly proud after hearing this.

"Okay, that's it, let's go now!"

Xu Mochao slapped the table and stood up.

"Brother Nie, where are we going?"

Chu Chu didn't react for a moment, and Xu Mochao looked at Dongfang, "The World Club!"

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...

Time returned to the present, when the Sword Saint left his body in a hidden place at the foot of the Tianxiahui Mountain and used the move to destroy the earth and destroy the earth and destroy the earth, Xu Mochao immediately started to move.

A wise medical technique came in handy again, as well as Blood Bodhi and all kinds of rare treasures collected these days, plus some black technology in the main world, Xu Mochao worked for a long time and finally managed to store the sword god's soul in the flute.

But while fiddling with the body of the Sword Saint, the soul that was about to slash Xiongba under the sword flew back with a whistle.

However, Xu Mochao didn't care. He didn't think about killing Xiongba from beginning to end.

After finishing everything, Xu Mochao said to Wuming, "I'll leave it to you. I'll go to the mountain to see the situation."

"Okay, be careful yourself."

Wuming is not pretentious, and next he wants to find a suitable place to preserve the sword saint's God and body.

"Jian Chen, you go with Nie Feng, remember to go here..."

Before Wuming finished speaking, Chuchu mischievously said the second half of the sentence for him: "Don't do everything too much. If everything goes too much, fate will surely end soon!"

Wuming shook his head, put away the sword saint's soul and body, and disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Chuchu stuck out her tongue, "Brother Nie, have I made my senior angry?"

"How could there be so many people who are so angry?" Xu Mochao looked at Jian Chen, "Let's go?"
To be continued...