"How is that possible?" Feng Qingge frowned, turned to look at Di Wuji and said, "Is it because your elixir is not working?"
"Impossible!" Di Wuji immediately retorted.
Seeing that they all looked disbelieving, Mo Junlan took off the curtain on his head again.
It’s still that horrifyingly rotten and disfigured face
Many people looked away, it was simply a psychological shadow.
Feng Qingge stared at Mo Junlan's eyes and suddenly said, "I am an alchemist. I may have a way to cure your eye disease. Can you let me see your eyes?"
"My eyes cannot see light." Mo Junlan pretended to be hesitant.
"Why?" Feng Qingge asked.
"It hurts when exposed to light." Mo Junlan replied.
"It's night now, there should be no problem." Feng Qingge obviously didn't want to give up.
Mo Junlan seemed to hesitate again. After a while, he raised his hand and took away the black cloth covering his eyes.
All he saw was a pair of eyes as empty as caves, exposed like this.
The strange thing is that there are no eyeballs in his eye sockets.
This is obviously a natural flaw, and it is one that cannot be repaired unless a pair of eyeballs are inserted.
Feng Qingge looked into Mo Junlan's eyes and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Then she coughed twice and said, "I didn't expect your eye disease to be so serious. I'm afraid ordinary pill treatments can't help you." ”
Mo Junlan didn't seem surprised at all by this result. After covering his eyes again with a black cloth, he smiled lightly and said, "I've long been used to it."
Feng Qingge stopped talking.
However, this time, not only the disciples of Xuanjian Sect, but also the disciples of Dao Sect were looking at Mo Junlan with sympathy.
Feeling those gazes, Mo Junlan felt uncomfortable all over.
The last thing he needed was sympathy.
After all, he's not really blind.
At this moment, a figure flashed past, and immediately after, Mo Junlan was hugged tightly by the other party.
Mo Junlan, "..."
"Lan Lan... Lan Lan... Daddy has finally found you..." The person who suddenly hugged Mo Junlan was Feng Jinghua. At this time, he had a look of surprise on his face, but his eyes were slightly red.
This scene immediately shocked countless people, and for a moment, they were unable to react.
Mo Junlan couldn't help but feel a sense of disgust in his heart. If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to hide his identity now, he would have kicked Feng Jinghua away.
He knew that if Di Wuji and Feng Qingge appeared here, the other two Silly Que would also be there.
Mo Junlan truly felt that he was incompatible with several of them and should be naturally hostile to each other.
Di Xuanji, who was following, looked very ugly when he saw this scene. He quickly pulled away from Feng Jinghua and said in a deep voice, "Jinghua, he is not that person."
"No, he must be, my feeling can't be wrong..." Feng Jinghua pushed Di Xuanji away violently and said angrily, "I will never believe what you say again..."
Di Xuanji's heart couldn't help but tighten, and he quickly hugged Feng Jinghua, and then explained patiently, "Your Lanlan is not born with a sword bone. You also know that no matter how defying a person is, it is impossible for him to do it." It will change your cultivation physique.”
Qualifications can be changed, but physique is innate unless the body is changed.
"Get away!" Feng Jinghua slapped Di Xuanji on the face and looked at him with eyes filled with hatred.
Everyone, "..."
The slaps were so loud that it hurt.
But Di Xuanji showed no sign of being angry at all. He held Feng Jinghua's hand and whispered, "Jinghua, don't be impulsive. Listen to me, he will be fine, but don't admit the wrong person casually. …”
"He is not Mo Junlan." Feng Qingge frowned.
"Qingge and I have also confirmed it." Di Wuji said quietly.
Mo Junlan, "..."
This situation seemed a little different from what he imagined.
But it doesn't matter, he will spit out the pill later.
As long as he thought that the pill he just took was from Di Wuji's hand, he felt uncomfortable all over.
There is a slight feeling of nausea.
"Really?" Feng Jinghua murmured to herself, but couldn't help but turn to look at Mo Junlan.
Mo Junlan suppressed the discomfort in her heart and said in a gentle voice, "This young master, you must have recognized the wrong person. My surname is Jun, and my given name is Wuyou."
Jiang Muyang looked at Di Xuanji's face, but felt tangled in his heart. If he said that his good disciple had nothing to do with this man, it would be a lie.
So what is the identity of his apprentice?
He could feel that this man must be very powerful.
But in the end, he still stood on the side of his apprentice, so he asked, "Are you all doubting my apprentice's identity?"
"Please forgive me, Sword Master." Feng Qingge said apologetically, "Because my eldest brother misses his child and becomes ill, so I don't want to let go of anyone who is similar to him."
"Are you sure now?" Jiang Muyang's face seemed a little ugly.
"It's been determined that he is not the person we are looking for." Feng Qingge sighed.
