Xiaoyao was taken away by Mo Rongzhan. She didn't even know what happened, and Lu Wushuang disappeared in front of them.
"Actually, I have already avenged myself," Xiaoyao said. Xiaoyao said. Her hand was held by Mo Rongzhan, and a bloody whip mark appeared on the shoulder of the Female God. Then, the Female God disappeared.
Mo Rongzhan said coldly, "No."
The wound on her shoulder that Lu Wushuang hit couldn't be healed by ordinary elixirs. The weapon in her hand was called Water Dance, which was made from the skin of a thousand-year-old flood dragon. It looked like silk, but it was made with crystal fire, so the flood dragon skin could be so soft. In fact, there were sharp scales and barbs on it. Xiaoyao didn't know how powerful the weapon was, so she didn't use Spiritual Power to protect herself, so the wound was poisoned.
That was why he was so angry.
If he didn't come back in time, Lu Wushuang would kill her.
"Should I not be in the Ninth Heaven?" Xiaoyao asked. She didn't go through the trial, so her cultivation might not even be a fairy servant. Otherwise, the deity wouldn't have recognized her as a fairy servant at first sight.
"No," Mo Rongzhan said lightly, "you are the descendant of the divine clan in the Ninth Heaven, so you live in the Ninth Heaven."
Xiaoyao lowered her head. Then she felt the bone-chilling pain from the wound on her shoulder. She gritted her teeth and didn't say anything.
"Is it very painful?" Mo Rongzhan asked in a low voice, "Go back, I will heal you."
"I have elixirs …" Xiaoyao said hurriedly, "Take a look at the tiger first. It's also injured."
Mo Rongzhan glanced at the little white tiger in her arms, "Your elixirs are useless to the wound, and the poison of Water Dance is nothing to the white tiger. Your injury is more serious."
Indeed, Xiaoyao and the white tiger used the spiritual spring to clean their wounds at the same time, but her injury didn't get better, and the wound on the white tiger's back was slowly shrinking.
Xiaoyao felt that her whole arm had lost feeling.
"Eat it." Mo Rongzhan stuffed an elixir into her mouth, carried her horizontally, and returned to the Darkness Palace as fast as he could.
"I …" Xiaoyao wanted to say that she could walk, but she started to feel that her vision was getting dark.
Mo Rongzhan sent her back to the room and put her on the bed. "Don't move, I will heal you."
How should I heal him? Xiaoyao wanted to say something in a daze, but she didn't know whether she could ask it or not.
She could only vaguely feel him pulling open her clothes and helping her sit up. His warm palms were placed on her shoulders. Other than the wounds, even the marks were burning.
Xiaoyao lost consciousness because of the pain. When she woke up, it was already three days later.
"Ao ao." The little white tiger was guarding by her side. When it saw Xiaoyao open her eyes, it roared and rubbed her face.
"Hu 'er …" Xiaoyao called out. She opened her eyes and sat up.
Xiaoyao found that more than half of the wound on her shoulder had healed, and she didn't feel any pain at all.
"Who changed my clothes?" She asked in shock. She remembered that there were no female immortal servants here, so who changed her clothes?
The little white tiger could only roar and keep rubbing Xiaoyao's arm.
At this time, Mo Rongzhan walked in from outside the door. Seeing that Xiaoyao had woken up, he slightly raised the corner of his mouth. "You're awake? Does it still hurt? "
Xiaoyao looked at him in a daze. "You … you healed me. What else did you do to me?"
Mo Rongzhan was stunned for a moment. "What else would I do to you?"
"Clothes! Did you touch my clothes? "Xiaoyao asked with her eyes wide open.
"…" Mo Rongzhan's cheeks were slightly red, and he said in a low voice, "I didn't see anything."
He changed her clothes with his eyes closed. Except when he touched her skin when he healed her, he restrained himself as a gentleman when he changed her clothes.
Xiaoyao's cheeks were red, and she asked shyly and angrily, "What do you mean? Do you think I look like you men? What do you mean you didn't see anything? "
Mo Rongzhan was stunned for a long time before he realized what Xiaoyao's words meant.
A blush flashed across his handsome face. "I didn't mean that … You are very good … I closed my eyes."
"Don't say it." Xiaoyao was more embarrassed. She regretted her words as soon as she said them.
"This medicine is for you." Mo Rongzhan handed a black jade bottle to Xiaoyao. "It's for the wound."
Xiaoyao quickly took the jade bottle and didn't ask who had applied the medicine for her before.
"No one will dare to bully you in the future. You can walk freely in the Ninth Heaven," Mo Rongzhan looked down at her and said.
"What did you do?" Xiaoyao asked in surprise.
Mo Rongzhan said in a low voice, "Without your consent, I won't tell anyone about the relationship between you and Divine General Xuan Yuan."
Xiaoyao felt that this person probably knew how to read minds. How could he know what she was thinking in her heart?
"No Great Deity will dare to bully the people of Mohism Palace," Mo Rongzhan said.
"Oh." Xiaoyao nodded. She held the jade bottle in her hand tightly. She remembered that she had been in the Ninth Heaven for some time. She had been deliberately forgetting what happened in the Heaven Citadel and didn't want to think about the scene she saw that day. However, she knew that it was useless to escape. She still had to go back and face it.
"How is … the relationship between the Divine Clan and the Human Continent?" Xiaoyao asked.
Mo Rongzhan expected that she would ask this sooner or later. It was not easy for him to endure until today.
"Divine General Xuan Yuan has already gone to the Human Continent," Mo Rongzhan said.
Xiaoyao suddenly raised her head, "He has started a war with the Heaven Citadel?"
Mo Rongzhan hesitated for a moment and then nodded gently.
"I'm going back." Xiaoyao immediately stood up. She couldn't escape anymore. Even if Wen Tian and Bai Yi … the Heaven Citadel was still her home. It was no big deal to hide here.
"Your injury has not healed yet." Mo Rongzhan frowned, "Go back in a few days."
Xiaoyao shook her head, "No, I have to go back immediately."
"What can you do if you go back? Help the Heaven Citadel fight against Divine General Xuan Yuan? " Mo Rongzhan held her shoulder. He didn't want her to go back to the Human Continent at this time. No matter which side was injured, it would not be good for her.
"I am from the Heaven Citadel. Now that the Heaven Citadel is in trouble, I naturally have to go back," Xiaoyao said, deliberately ignoring the relationship between her and Xuan Yuan.
Mo Rongzhan looked at her deeply, "I can't let you go back at this time."
Without him, she couldn't go back to the Human Continent at all.
"You have to send me back!" Xiaoyao was anxious and angry. She pulled his sleeve, "I want to go back!"
"Xiaoyao …" Mo Rongzhan was helpless, "Your injury has not healed yet. You can't help at all if you go back. Even if I let you fight against the Divine General, do you want to fight against your biological father?"
He didn't specifically mention that Xuan Yuan hurt his godhead for her, but he knew that Xiaoyao understood it. She was so soft and kind. How could she not have a little affection for Divine General Xuan Yuan?
"Then I also want to go back," Xiaoyao said firmly.
"Okay," Mo Rongzhan said, "then I will send you back."
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