Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

The blood dyed the snow red and turned into a river of blood. Two drops of blood splashed on Xiao Ran's Qingcheng face, embellishing his fair skin with red.

"Hey" there was a needle shooting from the dark place. Xiao Ran was fighting fiercely and it was too difficult to avoid. He turned around and looked at the needle, which was poking at his eyeball.

Xiao Ran's black eyes widened, and the needle poked his eyeball. A figure rushed over, pushed Xiao Ran away with one hand, waved the other hand, turned around and stood coldly in the snow while holding the needle.

"Master?" Xiao Ran was pushed, and he turned to look at Xiao Mohan, extremely happy.

Xiao Mohan looked at the needle in his hand, which was an ordinary silver needle. He glanced at Xiao Ran and asked, "Are you injured?"

"No." Xiao Ran replied. Xiao Mohan walked anxiously towards the Millennium Ice Store. When he opened the door, the coldness came, as if it could freeze the blood in his body.

Xiao Mohan walked in and saw a figure moving in front of the coffin. He took the silver needle and threw it over, and heard a faint groan.

"Bang" the sarcophagus lid closed heavily, and the man's body shook. He turned around and looked at Xiao Mohan, covering his neck. Seeing blood staining his fingertips, he gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Mohan, it's you again."

The man's voice was hoarse, like a demonic voice from hell.

Xiao Mohan strode in. Ruoda's icehouse was empty.

"Master, I'll chase him." Xiao Ran rushed in with a flashlight and turned around to chase him, but Xiao Mohan held his arm.

The blood dyed the snow red and turned into a river of blood. Two drops of blood splashed on Xiao Ran's Qingcheng face, embellishing his fair skin with red.

"No need. Since he knows the secret passage, be careful of an ambush." ​​Xiao Mohan said. No one else knew about it except him and Xiao Nan.

Xiao Ran was about to speak, but saw Xiao Mohan taking out a glass bottle and squatting on the edge of the coffin.

"Sir." Han Changqing ran in and saw Xiao Mohan holding something, sucking up the blood dripping on the edge and dripping it into the glass bottle. Finally, he took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood off the edge of the coffin.

Xiao Mohan stood up, pushed the coffin away, and when he saw the person lying inside, he said in a deep voice: "You were shocked."

He said, closed the coffin, turned around and walked out. Han Changqing nodded to him, and without saying a word, several people hurriedly left and sealed the icehouse.

"Transfer ten people from the Xiao family's army to guard this place." Xiao Mohan said.

Xiao Ran responded and went to make arrangements.

Han Changqing and Xiao Mohan drove "Mo Yan" towards Zhuo's house. Han Changqing couldn't help it and asked: "Sir, he did go through the secret road, why don't you kill him."

"The medicine is drawn from his blood." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice. Although it was just a guess, he was somewhat sure.

Even if the medicine is not that person's blood, there is always a chance to live. What if that person dies, what will Gu Chuyan do? He couldn't play with her life.

After listening to this, Han Changqing suddenly realized. He grabbed his head with one hand and drove the "Mo Yan" to spin in the Zhuo Family Courtyard and slowly landed.

It was late at night, and Xiao Mohan ran alone in the rain and opened a bedroom door.

"Han?" Wenshui walked out and when he saw Xiao Mohan's figure, he quickly ran forward and said to him: "All the medicinal materials are ready, but it's not enough."

Xiao Mohan threw the glass bottle to Wenshui and said, "Try again."

Wenshui looked at the glass bottle. The blood inside was swaying slightly and stained the edge of the bottle, which was extremely charming.

"Yes." Wenshui looked at him silently as he listened. Xiao Mohan didn't need to say anything. He already understood what Xiao Mohan meant. He put on his white robe and got into the research room.