Although this is purely nonsense in Xu Mochao's opinion, in order to lay the groundwork for the next thing, this must be said.

Song Yuanqiao is now like a drowning person. He even grabbed a straw when he saw it and said hurriedly, "But it's okay!"

Xu Mochao said in contemplation, "I have learned medical skills with Hu Qingniu, 'Diegu Medical Immortal' for several years. I know that although this golden silkworm poison is known as the most poisonous substance in the world, it is not without medicine, it is just..."

Song Yuanqiao was overjoyed when he heard Xu Mochao say that the golden silkworm poison could be cured. Seeing his hesitant look, his heart sank, "It's just what?"

"It's just that although he can save his life after detoxification, his senior brother will be unable to move from now on and can only rely on others to take care of him."

Hearing Xu Mochao's words, everyone immediately took a breath of air conditioning.

Zhang Songxi couldn't help asking, "What do you mean... Although he can save Qingshu's life, he will be the same as his third brother in the future?"

Yu Daiyan, the third son of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, was crushed by the fingers of the Shaolin Sect, and he had been bedridden for more than 20 years. Unexpectedly, after many years, another person in the Wudang Sect was killed by the Shaolin Sect and was about to fall into the same fate as him. Thinking of this, everyone in the Wudang Sect looked towards Shaolin, and the anger in his eyes seemed to be about to burn.

Master Kongzhi of Shaolin School said in unison, "Amitabha" and kept silent.

Kong Zhi shook his head secretly. It was fine that thing twenty years ago. Although the Wudang Sect insisted that Yu Daiyan was injured by the powerful Vajra finger of the Shaolin Sect, he knew that this matter was not done by Shaolin.

But at the moment, Yuan Zhen, a Shaolin disciple, was really holding Song Qingshu hostage in public and turning it over to him. Even if he is shameless, it will be useless.

This matter must be on him...

Kong Zhi looked at Xu Mochao. Now, as the leader of the martial arts world and the son of the late Zhang Wuxia, he is the most suitable mediator.

But in that case, his position as the leader of the martial arts world may have been confirmed.

However, compared to completely fighting with Wudang, this is the only way.

On the other side, Xu Mochao said to Zhang Songxi in a deep voice, "No, it's even worse than that. Uncle Yu San was just injured in his hands and feet, but he understood it in his heart. But the senior brother's words... I'm afraid he can't even say anything..."

"What?!"

The five Wudang heroes were shocked and angry, and looked at the Shaolin Sect again.

Kongzhi: "?(ˉ﹃ˉ?)"

Don't always look at me, okay?

What can I do? I am also very desperate!

"Then...isn't that...isn't it...just like being dead..."

Mo Shenggu was straightforward and felt something was wrong as soon as he said that. He was about to explain, but Xu Mochao nodded and said, "Uncle Mo Qi said it well. Hu Qingniu called this symptom a vegetative."

“Vegetative…”

"Uncle Song, please make a decision as soon as possible, otherwise I will not be sure to protect Senior Brother Song's life over time."

Seeing Song Yuanqiao silent, Xu Mochao said in a deep voice.

Song Yuanqiao looked at Puxiang, who was already dying not far away, and his sword was thrust out, pointing the tip of the sword at him. But when he thought of the father-son relationship, his hand was weak and he couldn't stab it.

"It's better to die than to live." Song Yuanqiao knew the power of the golden silkworm poison, but now that he could protect his son's life, he didn't care about other things. Thinking of this, Song Yuanqiao said, "Wuji, you save him!"

But my son has always been arrogant and poor, but the back of his body is going to spend his life in bed...

In an instant, Song Yuanqiao could no longer hold back, and a great hero actually burst into tears.

Everyone on the side felt that it was not right to persuade him, nor was it right to not persuade him. Mo Shenggu even thought that although it was better to die than to live, if it was as Wuji's child said, it would be impossible to even "live to live".

He had just had this idea and quickly wiped it away.

I secretly thought that Qingshu's nephew suffered this disaster was extremely unfortunate, so how could I still think about these things?

But Mo Shenggu didn't know that in his original life trajectory, it was Song Qingshu, the nephew who killed him.

Although Puxiang's body was painful, his mind was extremely clear. He was shocked when he heard that Song Yuanqiao actually agreed to let Xu Mochao save him.

Seeing Xu Mochao looking at him vaguely, he shook his head desperately, "No... let me die... kill me... kill me!"

If he dies, he can still return from the secret realm, but if he keeps "living" as Song Yuanqiao said, even if he wants to commit suicide, he will not be able to do so!

This body is full of vitality. If you live to the age of seventy or eighty, wouldn’t you be trapped and killed in this secret realm?

This is much more serious than going back to death!

This person is simply... no, he is not a human, he is a devil!

Looking at Xu Mochao who was walking towards him step by step, Puxiang was so scared that he was scattered and finally shouted in despair in fear, "No! He is not..."

Unfortunately, he was slapped by Xu Mochao before he could say it.

Holding back his smile, Xu Mochao said to Puxiang with a serious look on his face, "Senior Brother Song, don't worry, I will not let Uncle Song down for his hard work."

He took action like the wind, directly sealing the acupoints of Puxiang's whole body, for fear that the practitioners would have any special skills to unlock the acupoints, so he even used the means of the main world.

"Uncle Yu Er and Uncle Zhang Si, please come and help. Uncle Yin Liu and Uncle Mo Qi, you can take good care of Uncle Song."

Xu Mochao arranged one by one, and the five heroes of Wudang agreed one by one.

From the appearance of Yuanzhen to the poisoning of Song Qingshu, what happened during this period was a long story, but in fact it was less than a cup of tea. The Ming Cult here also began to arrange follow-up matters.

Seeing that Yang Xiao was about to be carried away, Yin Liting handed Song Yuanqiao to Mo Shenggu for care, picked up the long sword, rushed to Yang Xiao and scolded: "My surname is Yang, you a lewd man who is worse than a pig or a dog, I...I..."

His throat was choked and he could no longer scold him. He handed out the sword and was about to stab Yang Xiao in the heart.

Just heard a sound, Xu Mochao, who was detoxifying Puxiang, blocked him through his sword.

"Uncle Yin Liu, Yang Xiao sacrificed his life to save Senior Brother Song after all."

Yin Liting was stunned and looked at Song Yuanqiao, who seemed to be ten years old and still shed tears. He turned around and looked at Yang Xiao, whose clothes were burnt, revealing his burnt black skin.

After hesitating for a while, he finally threw down his sword, turned around, covered his face with both hands, and rushed down the mountain.

Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou shouted: "Sixth brother, sixth brother!"

But Yin Liting neither agreed nor turned back. He ran away with anger and disappeared in a moment.

Xu Mochao ordered while detoxifying Puxiang:

"Bat King, stop me Uncle Yin Liu. No matter what, you can't let him go down the mountain! Even if you tie him up, you must tie him back to me!"

Wei Yixiao bowed to the promise, but he didn't stand up straight, and he didn't turn around, and immediately rebounded out like a slight smoke, following Yin Liting for more than ten feet apart.

Seeing Wei Yixiao, who was unparalleled in the world in the light skills, he finally felt relieved and helped him with peace of mind.

"Yuanzhen has escaped. In this way, the gentle maid, the cute sister, and the arch-rival enemy who never dies can barely be considered."

Xu Mochao thought with relief that he finally had a bit of the protagonist.

At this point, the battle of the six major sects siege to attack Guangmingding was officially over.

Zhang Wuji, who was the leader of the Ming Cult, bravely defeated the six major sects at the age of a young age, exposed the plot of the pseudonym Yuanzhen Chengkun, and promoted the reconciliation between the Ming Cult and the Central Plains martial arts world with his own strength, and was elected as the leader of the martial arts world.
Chapter completed!