Hearing Mo Yunjing's arrangement for the nineteenth, An Xuetang pursed her lips and looked at Mo Yunjing with a clear and clear look. She guessed that he asked the people of the Western Regions to look at the nineteenth body, so that the Yun family army would give him a floor.

It is said that the King of Northern Xinjiang is cold-blooded and ruthless by nature, and is a devil who kills without blinking. It is precisely because of this that he can win so many victories.

But Mo Yunjing's heart is warm. At least he is tolerant enough to treat those who have treated him sincerely, because Shijiu has followed him through life and death, and has tried his best to be loyal to him. So he now has no way to watch Shijiu's body be thrown into the wilderness and eaten by wild beasts.

After Yun Si and the others left, Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang immediately went to find Feng Ming and Da Zi. Feng Ming had helped Da Zi treat the wound at this time and used internal strength to treat Da Zi, so Da Zi's injuries were no longer that serious.

However, to be on the safe side, it cannot exercise vigorously during this period. It can only apply medicine every day and drink tonics for treating internal organs until it has no problems in its body before it can continue to receive training and go out to play unscrupulously.

An Xuetang had no objection to this point. As long as it was for Da Zi's health, she would be happy no matter what she asked her to do.

Feng Ming looked at Da Zi lying on her face, then looked at An Xuetang who was worried, "Okay, A Tang, are you still worried about your brother's medical skills? I said Da Zi is fine but it's fine. I've been struggling all night, hurry up and go back and rest."

While speaking, he looked at Mo Yunjing with a meaningful meaning. Mo Yunjing glanced at him with clear and cold eyebrows, then took An Xuetang's hand and said, "Let's go, let's talk about something if you have something to rest."

An Xuetang nodded, but before Mo Yunjing was about to be pulled out, she suddenly remembered what she said before her death. He said that the people in the White Light Palace were already developing her explosives, and they should have roughly mastered the raw materials for making explosives.

Now, we have to find a way to stop them. Explosives must not fall into the hands of the enemy, otherwise the situation will probably be difficult to reverse!

"Brother, let's arrange a few people from Xuntang Valley to investigate. Who is buying the raw materials on the market and where these things are shipped to. We must find out quickly, otherwise the explosives will be really out long ago and the consequences will be unimaginable."

Feng Ming's expression also became gloomy. He nodded slightly at this moment, "Don't worry, I'll arrange it later. Just Atang, tell me the truth, is this explosive easy to prepare?"

At this point, An Xuetang did not hide it, but she nodded slightly:

"Yes, the so-called explosive pack is just to process the raw materials and mix them together in a certain proportion. As long as you master the ratio of raw materials and matching, the explosives can be prepared successfully."

Mo Yunjing's eyes sank, "I will send someone to check the people of Baiguang Palace. Two days ago, my people have already heard news and have roughly determined the location of the old nest of Baiguang Palace."

An Xuetang narrowed her eyes, "Where is it?"

"At present, I only know which mountains are going east of the capital, and which ones are. My people will need some time to slowly dive in and investigate."

The mountains to the east of the capital?

When Feng Ming heard these words, his heart tightened. He knew that the mountains were famously steep and no one could come out of the mountains alive.

He once sent people from Xuntanggu to go in, but the same fate still ended up, and the same way he went without going back!

Since then, he has never let the people of Xuntanggu take risks.

"Mo Yunjing is sure to be among those mountains? Those mountains... are not something that ordinary people can enter."

Mo Yunjing's deep dark eyes glanced at him, "So my people didn't dare to break in."

An Xuetang was confused when she heard it. She blinked, "Ajing, brother, what's wrong with those mountains? It seems that it's very dangerous to hear what you said."

Feng Ming looked at her, "Just say that, those mountains, I have lived in this world for so many years, and I have never seen such a steep mountain. Moreover, no one can live in those mountains. Over the years, there has been no shortage of some brave and heroic people, but after they entered the mountain, there was no news."

After Feng Ming finished speaking, Mo Yunjing added, "There are also some experts from the martial arts world who have died before they can enter the deep mountains."

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An Xuetang frowned, "Is this mountain that evil?"

"Well, it's very evil, so if the people from the White Light Palace hide in it, it means that the people who have entered over the years may not be really dead, and they must have a special passage to enter the mountain."

An Xuetang nodded in agreement, "Well, this is very likely."

Mo Yunjing saw the sweat stains on Feng Ming's forehead at this time, and he lowered his head thoughtfully and glanced at Feng Ming's hands clenched his fists.

At this time, he raised his hand and touched An Xuetang's head, "These things can't be solved in a short while. I've been struggling tonight for too long. Let your brother rest early."

An Xuetang looked up at Feng Ming, and when she saw him showing a little tired look, she nodded, "Okay, brother, you go back and rest early."

Feng Ming nodded slightly, "Yes."

Mo Yunjing led An Xuetang out, and Yu Guang saw Feng Ming giving him a grateful look, and the corner of his mouth pursed slightly.

Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang returned to Jingtangyuan. Because they were really tired after a night of tossing, they simply washed and went to bed.

...

Feng Ming, who had returned to the next room at this time, was not so lucky. He fell ill again tonight.

He didn't feel sick before, and the most dangerous thing about the previous illness was that he suddenly lost consciousness and knew nothing. Even if someone wanted his life, he had no choice!

But when he got sick tonight, his heart was like a knife. At this time, his whole body was huddled in the corner, as if he was experiencing the pain of the five horses splitting. He almost couldn't help but exhaled.

He had already started to get sick when he was facing An Xuetang. If Mo Yunjing hadn't seen something and took An Xuetang away in time, I'm afraid An Xuetang would have seen him look like a ghost.

If Atang saw him like this, she might have started to feel anxious and panic!

Because he really couldn't find any problems in his body, but he was sick!

When this disease occurs, it makes him worse than death!

Especially today, the days of illness are not only different from before, but also the symptoms are completely different!

He knew that there were not many days left, but he had never thought of suffering like this.

At this time, Feng Ming shrank alone in the corner of the room and vomited several mouthfuls of blood.
Chapter completed!