ed by greed, and he only thinks about how to harm his siblings and usurp the throne. A person like this cannot be tolerated.And though Mo Rongyan is a woman, she cannot stop Zilong from taking that se...Hearing Mo Yunjing's arrangements for the nineteenth, An Xue Tang pursed her lips and looked at Mo Yunjing with a cool and clear gaze. She had guessed that he let the people from Xiyu watch over the nineteenth's body, it must be to make the Yun Family Army send him a layer.

It is widely rumored that King Beijiang is cold and ruthless, a heartless devil who kills without hesitation. It is precisely because of this that he has achieved so many victories.

Ke Mo Yun Jing's heart was warm, at least towards those who had treated him sincerely. He was forgiving enough because Shi Jiu had once fought alongside him through thick and thin, and had once devoted himself to him with all his might. That's why he couldn't bear to watch Shi Jiu's body be discarded in the wilderness, to be devoured by beasts.

After they left, Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang immediately went to find Feng Ming and Da Zi. By this time, Feng Ming had already treated Da Zi's wounds and was using his internal energy to heal him, so Da Zi's injuries were not as serious.

However, for safety's sake, it can't do strenuous exercise for a while. It can only apply medicine every day and drink tonics that treat internal organs until its body is completely healthy before resuming training and being able to go out and play freely again.

As for this, An Xuetang has no objections. As long as it is good for Da Zi's health, she is willing to do whatever it takes.

Feng Ming glanced at the prostrate Da Zi, then at An Xue Tang who was full of worry. "Alright, Ah Tang, don't you trust your brother's medical skills I said Da Zi is fine and he is fine. After tossing about all night, let's just go back to rest."

As they spoke, he glanced meaningfully at Mo Yunjing. Mo Yunjing's clear and sharp brows swept him a cold glance before he took An Xuetang's hand. "Let's go," he said, "We can talk about anything after we've rested."

An Xuetang hummed in response, but just before Mo Yunjing could pull her away, she suddenly remembered what Shi Jiu had said before he died. He said that the people from Bai Guang Palace were already researching and developing explosives for her, and they should have a general understanding of the raw materials needed to make them.

Now we need to find a way to stop them. This kind of explosives, absolutely can't fall into the enemy's hands, otherwise this situation will be very difficult to reverse!

"Brother, you arrange for some people from Xuntang Valley to investigate. What big shots are hoarding all the raw materials on the market, and where are they shipping these things We have to find out quickly, or if the explosives are already in their hands, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Feng Ming's expression also turned gloomy. He nodded slightly at this moment, "Rest assured, I'll arrange it later. But to be honest with me, is this gunpowder really easy to make"

To this day, An Xuetang made no attempt to conceal the truth. She simply nodded slightly:

"Yes, so-called explosives are just about processing the raw materials and then mixing them together at a certain ratio. As long as you master the right raw materials and ratios, it's easy to successfully make explosives."

Mo Yunjing's eyes darkened. "I will send people to investigate the people from Bai Guang Gong. My men sent news a few days ago that they have roughly determined the location of Bai Guang Gong's lair."

An Xuetang's eyes narrowed. "Where"

"Right now, I only know that they are somewhere east of the capital city, beyond those mountains. My people will need some time to infiltrate and investigate which ones exactly."

The mountains to the east of the capital city

When Feng Ming heard these words, his heart skipped a beat. He knew those mountains well; they were notorious for being treacherous, with no one ever coming out alive.

He had once sent people into the Tanggu Valley, but they met the same fate, vanishing without a trace.

Since then, he never allowed anyone from Xun Tang Valley to venture out.

"Mo Yunjing, are you sure you want to go into those mountains Those mountains... aren't for ordinary people."

Mo Yunjing's pitch-black, profound eyes swept over him. "So my people haven't dared to barge in rashly."

An Xuetang listened in a daze, she blinked, "A-Jing, brother, what's wrong with those mountains You guys make it sound very dangerous."

Feng Ming looked at her, "Let's just say this, those mountains. As your brother, I've lived for so many years in this world and have truly never seen such steep mountains before. And those mountains indeed haven't had anyone who has gone in alive and come out alive. Over these years, there hasn't been a lack of some daring people who wanted to prove themselves heroic, but after they entered the mountains, there was no more news about them."

Feng Ming finished speaking, Mo Yun Jing then added, "There are also some martial arts masters who died before they even entered the mountains."

"..."

An Xuetang frowned, "Is this mountain so eerie"

"Well, that's creepy. So if the people from Baiguang Palace are hiding inside, it means those who went in all these years weren't necessarily dead. And they must have some special way to get into the mountain."

An Xuetang nodded in agreement, "Well, that's very possible."

Mo Yunjing saw the perspiration on Fengming's forehead at this moment. He thoughtfully lowered his gaze to sweep over Fengming's clenched fists.

"He reached out and patted An Xuetang's head, saying, 'These things can't be solved overnight. We've been busy all night. Let's go back and rest first, and let your brother get some sleep too.'"

Only then did An Xuetang look up at Feng Ming, seeing the slight weariness in his expression. She nodded, "Alright, brother, you should go back and get some rest early too."

Feng Ming nodded slightly, "Hmm."

Mo Yunjing led An Xue Tang out, catching a glimpse of Feng Ming's grateful gaze from the corner of his eye. A slight smile curved his lips.

Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang returned to Jingtang Garden. After tossing about all night, they were indeed very tired. The two simply washed up before going to sleep.

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

Before he fell ill, he didn't suffer terribly. The most dangerous thing about his previous episodes was that he would suddenly lose consciousness and know nothing. Even if someone wanted to kill him, he wouldn't be able to do anything!

But tonight, as he writhed in pain, his heart was pierced like a knife. He curled up in the corner, as if enduring the agony of being torn apart, the pain almost unbearable, making him want to cry out.

He had already begun to feel ill when he faced An Xuetang. If it weren't for Mo Yunjing noticing something was amiss and promptly taking An Xuetang away, I'm afraid An Xuetang would have seen him in this ghastly state.

If Ah Tang saw him like this, she would probably start to worry!

This illness came on so suddenly, it felt like he was living through hell!

Especially today, the day I fell ill is not only different from before, but even the symptoms are completely different!

He knew his days were numbered, but the torment he was enduring now was something he had never imagined.

At this moment, Feng Ming was alone, huddled in a corner of the room, coughing up blood repeatedly.

He lay on the ground, suffering for an unknown length of time. Suddenly, his door creaked open from the outside, and a tall figure slowly walked in.ue Tang."Since Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang care so much about this Mo Junyi, he might as well create a fake Mo Junyi to pass off. As long as he can get close to Mo Yunjing, he won't be afraid of missing...