Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 241 Anti-killing

A warrior from the Fu family opened the wooden board, took out a few booklets from below, and handed them over.

"Doctor Mo, look, are these what you are looking for?"

"Wu Ping Xing Shu." Mo Qiu's eyes lit up:

"Probably."

Plague, common plague, in the description of many medical techniques, the plague is usually divided into five plagues for distinction.

Opening the book, a line of large characters came into view.

"One person gets sick and infects the whole family. The mild ones have nine out of ten births, and the severe ones live in one out of ten. In the same environment, this is generally the case."

"Plagues are common illnesses. It is also said that the heavens are in season. There are three methods of treatment: tonic, to disperse, and to reduce..."

"Fengsheng, people's diseases are pain in the limbs, head pain, pent-up heat and internal troubles, dry throat and drinking..."

Moqiu raised his head with a solemn face:

"Help me prepare a room, put the medical books here, and don't disturb if there is nothing important."

"yes!"

The warrior should be, with a big wave of his hand, the people around him got busy, counting the medical books to make room.

In the ruins, everyone was busy, no one noticed, and there was one more person in the crowd at some point.

Su Yanchen walked among them, nodded to the warriors of Fu and Fang, with a calm expression.

When the others saw him coming, they looked at him with confusion, and they felt that this person was very familiar.

But to say the name of the other party, I couldn't remember it for a while.

Happy Heart Sutra!

This is a secret martial art of a certain sect, which is similar to the rumored Dafa of young girls.

All have the function of confusing other people's minds through eyes, movements, and even sounds.

It's just that one man casts it, and the other belongs to a woman.

After crossing the ruins, Su Yanchen came to the end slowly, and pushed open the door of the only remaining house.

"Crunch..."

The door shaft turned with difficulty, and the door frame was damaged by the force just now, making the sound extremely harsh.

There is a person sitting in the room, with a thin body and pale complexion, and his eyebrows and eyes are full of elegance that is often found in literati.

The gown was hanging down, and the hair was shaking slightly.

It is Moqiu.

He frowned upon hearing the sound, but kept his eyes on the book in front of him, and said in displeasure:

"Didn't I say, don't bother me if there's nothing important?"

"Doctor Mo, I found another book, maybe you can use it." Su Yanchen's expression remained unchanged, and he closed the door casually:

"This plague has affected countless people, and Dr. Mo's heart is on one side to find a solution. It's really hard work."

"It should." Mo Qiu bowed his head, his voice unchanged:

"Put things down, and you can just go out."

"Yes." Su Yanchen smiled lightly and moved closer.

Obviously, the person in front of him is a pure doctor.

This is normal, otherwise, how can the other party have such advanced medical skills at a young age?

Su Yanchen has met several similar people, and they all have superb skills in other aspects.

This kind of people is worthy of admiration, but their energy is spent on other aspects, and their strength is not strong.

"Doctor Mo, put it here?"

He held a book that he found nowhere, and he handed it forward, flipping under the book with five fingers, and the lightning struck.

The wind breaks the robbery hand!

As soon as the five fingers probe, they will pinpoint the pulse of the other party.

He has used this move many times, and even relied on his trust to successfully attack an innate master.

Nowadays, facing a doctor who is proficient in martial arts, he is easy to catch.

But just at this moment, Mo Qiu's body trembled subconsciously, avoiding the vital point just right.

This claw failed to catch the pulse, but just grabbed the wrist.

"What are you doing?" Mo Qiu turned his head, surprised:

"Just put the book down, what are you doing with me?"

"Heh!" Su Yanchen sneered:

"Doctor Mo, you are really slow, but forget it, now that you have fallen into my hands, the next step is to be obedient and don't shout..."

"Ah~"

Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly twisted, his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't help but gasp desperately.

But at this moment, Mo Qiu's wrist suddenly flipped, nimble like a snake, and he clasped his wrist in the opposite direction.

The speed is so fast and the changes are so sudden that even a congenital has no time to dodge.

Especially scary.

The five fingers that are not sought after are like five sharp daggers made of fine steel, ignoring the barriers, piercing the flesh fiercely.

The innate qi and the hundred-forged body were pierced and torn by it, and five blood holes were caught, and the pulse of the wrist was seized, and it invaded the whole body.

At the same time, a layer of dim black light quietly emerged, covering Mo Qiu's whole body.

Heisha's real body!

Seventh!

The stellar qi is bursting out, invincible, even a congenital master, when it comes to pure strength, he is far inferior to him at this moment.

In an instant, the restrained person turned into Su Yanchen.

Mo Qiu's face was gloomy, his eyes were cold, and his clothes were windless and automatic. Although he turned the tables in one fell swoop, he was actually full of fear in his heart.

He never thought that a dignified innate master would give up his skin to attack him unexpectedly.

Moreover, the ability of the visitor to conceal the breath is the best he has ever seen, even he who practiced Buddha Tu was not alert.

If the other party hadn't let go of his heart at the last moment and showed a trace of murderous intent, I'm afraid that today, he would really be reduced to a prisoner.

Thinking about it in my heart, anger exploded.

"boom!"

Cracks like spider webs suddenly appeared on the hard ground. Moqiu's body swelled up by more than a foot, and his five fingers clenched their fists and smashed hard.

Fist out, the surrounding halo suddenly darkened.

It seems that at this moment, there is nothing in the world except the huge fist that is oncoming.

Dahetian boxing technique!

With a punch, everything collapses.

innate!

No, just physically strong.

Su Yanchen is worthy of being a congenital master. He walked on the front line of crisis many times and woke up instantly.

But the power of the attacking fist was terrifying, before it landed on his body, the long hair on the top of his head broke.

If it is really hit, even if it is innate, I am afraid it will not be able to hold it.

In times of crisis, the instinct to fight for decades allowed him to keep calm, and in an instant he raised his true energy.

"Crackling..."

The muscles and bones all over the body exploded, and the Yijinchanggujue was exerted to the extreme in an instant, and the body suddenly fell short.

This one is short, avoiding the fist.

At the same time, his arm shook, like a big gun shaking, and he stabbed forward with a rattling sound.

"boom!"

The extreme speed directly caused the air to vibrate, forming a shock wave visible to the naked eye.

The tip of the gun is pointing at Mo Qiu's heart.

"good!"

Mo Qiu growled, the front of his fist suddenly slashed down.

It is common sense that it is often inconvenient to change the boxing technique of going all out, but this common sense has no effect on Mo Qiu at this moment.

The ground of half a foot changed from rushing to chopping.

Its power and influence have not diminished at all, and there is no compromise, and the castration is even more fierce and vicious.

With the palm chop, the energy from below surged and went straight to the vital point of the elbow, which also made Su Yanchen's heart beat, and he had to turn his arm into a spear.

With a shake, the void exploded.

In a circle, the arms crossed their legs like a dragon and snake, entangled with the attacking arm, and the explosive force could easily smash the steel.

Mo Qiu seemed to know that he would change his tactics like this.

The five fingers of the slashing big hand stretched out, turning into sharp eagle claws, and with a fierce stroke, tore off a short sleeve.

"Bah..."

The blessing of the seventh level of Heisha's real body allows him to pinch gold and jade with his five fingers, which is no less than a magic weapon.

The two crazily changed their moves within three feet, you dodged each other, you retreated and the other advanced, and finally collided with each other.

"Peng!"

Mo Qiu's body trembled, and he leaned back slightly, but Su Yanchen's throat was sweetened, and he lost his mind for an instant.

When it comes to cultivation and strength, Su Yanchen is undoubtedly stronger.

However, now that the two are fighting close to each other, their physical strength obviously cannot be better.

Moreover, even the moves are restrained.

"ah!"

Su Yanchen roared in grief and indignation, stomped the ground with his right foot, struck with his left leg like a giant axe, and rushed forward with his elbow.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

There were endless crashes.

Moqiu's face was ice-cold, his body was covered with protective qi, and his true qi was mobilized with all his strength, turning into a fierce force to meet him head-on.

"Unfixed Sword!"

"It's you!"

Su Yanchen roared

His moves were repeatedly restrained, and his strength could not be fully displayed. At this moment, why did he still not understand the identity of the person in front of him.

Don't ask!

Doctor Mo!

The well-known doctor in Dong'an Mansion is actually a martial arts master with Wuding sword.

Moreover, the hard work is so strong that it can even suppress the innate in close quarters!

This is simply unbelievable!

But that happens to be the truth.

The two were entangled within three feet, and Mo Qiu, who was going all out, was like a burly giant, holding a delicate woman in his hand, letting her fight and roar desperately, but he was still tightly controlled, unable to escape.

"Give up!"

Su Yanchen roared angrily, his voice was like thunder.

At the same time, the aura on his body soared, and the innate qi was entangled in the air, like a blow from a dull hammer.

"Peng!"

Mo Qiu was short, and surprise appeared in his eyes.

What surprised him was not the opponent's explosive strength, but the torn arm in his hand.

Survive with a broken arm!

"Puchi!"

Blood spurted wildly, Su Yanchen let out a mournful roar, and while Mo Qiu was restrained, he covered his broken arm and rushed towards the rear.

"Shua!"

Seeing that he was about to rush out of the window sash, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Two sharp steel claws came over with lightning, and suddenly circled around, binding Su Yanchen inside.

Flying Claw!

In normal times, even if he was not as fast as Flying Claw, it would be easy for him to dodge.

Today, it is extremely difficult.

And this kind of magic weapon, even if it is an innate master, it is not easy to get out of it.

"call……"

Mo Qiu took a step forward and swung his fists, like two big mountains closing together, slamming hard on the opponent's forehead.

"Peng!"

Skull shattered, brains splattered.

"Doctor Mo, Doctor Mo!"

"Clatter..."

At this time, the people from the Fu and Fang families outside the house heard the movement, broke open the door, and rushed into the house.

"I'm fine." Mo Qiu turned pale and waved his hands gently:

"There is a remnant of the Xuanyi Sect hidden here, who just now tried to plot against me, but fortunately, Mo has some skills."

"call……"

"Lucky, lucky!"

Everyone did not suspect him, and Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's right." Mo Qiu's eyes flickered, and he said again:

"In order to deal with him, I used poison. You don't need to pay attention to this corpse. I'll deal with it."

Hearing this, several people who were about to step forward stopped at the same time, and subconsciously stepped back two steps:

"Then... there is Dr. Laomo."

"It's easy to say."

Mo Qiu nodded, subconsciously weighed his own strength while relaxing his body.

In close combat, relying on Heisha's real body and Wuding sword is not weak innate!

…………

After a few days.

Mo Qiu appeared in the backyard of the Lu Mansion, still dressed in a Confucian shirt, dressed like a literati, and behaved properly.

He bowed his hands to the person in front of him:

"I've come for the macaroni."

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