system's super sect

Mo Yue, one of the leaders of the Hundred Sects Alliance in East Lake, is also the contemporary patriarch of the Mo family.

However, before joining the Hundred Sects Alliance, he had a notorious reputation among the major forces in East Lake. Everyone would avoid him when he saw him, and no one dared to conflict with him. Because no one was willing to fight to the death with a madman.

Later, he was recruited into the Hundred Sects Alliance. After joining the Hundred Sects Alliance, although he became more at ease and no longer had the weird temper of killing others when he saw them not used to it, he became very cherishing his life. He spent the whole day running around about his own health.

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I won’t mention how many gold coins have been spent over the years. In short, the Mo family, a huge two-star power, has almost gone bankrupt.

Once a person becomes cherishing his life, he will change. Now Mo Yue is no longer crazy, but he has begun to kill doctors. But all the doctors who have treated him have died without exception.

Afterwards, he chanted the catchphrase that all doctors in East Lake are quacks, while looking for famous doctors everywhere. In the end, when anyone who knew medical skills heard Mo Yue's name, he broke out in a cold sweat and wished he could change his profession.

Han Zhiyu also knew this, so after hearing Li Kongshan's idea, a sinister smile appeared on his face.

"You mean, that Wen Ping is a doctor?"

Li Kongshan shook his head, "Wen Ping is just an uneducated guy who just hangs out in Cangwu City when he has nothing to do. Not to mention the way of medicinal diet, he probably doesn't even know the most basic things like Ganoderma lucidum and Cordyceps sinensis.

If he goes to treat Mo Yue this time, he will definitely

It was Huai Kong's plan. Huai Kong's method of medicinal food is unfathomable. Maybe there is a way to cure Mo Yue. Huai Kong's final plan must be to give credit to Wen Ping. In this way, the Immortal Sect's application for star promotion

There is no reason to be rejected."

"What a wishful thinking." Han Zhiyu snorted coldly and secretly wrote down the name Huai Kong in his heart.

Li Kongshan continued: "Senior Han, don't worry, I won't let their plan succeed. If you want to become a star, you still need 100,000 gold. It's a good idea, but I just don't know if he will take it."

After saying that, Li Kongshan smiled slyly.

Han Zhiyu also laughed when he saw Li Kongshan's smile and eyes.

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After arriving at the location of the Hundred Sects Alliance branch, Wen Ping just told the guard at the door who he was. The guard, who turned out to be serious and motionless, immediately turned around and took Wen Ping inside, completely different from when he came to submit the application for star promotion that day.

There are two looks.

After being taken to the third floor by the guard, the guard pointed to a room at the end of the corridor and said, "Sect Master Wen, the president is waiting for you there."

Wen Ping nodded.

I walked forward along the corridor, one step at a time, and I could only hear my own footsteps echoing in my ears. It was quiet all around. But after walking about a dozen steps, I heard the sound coming from deep in the corridor.

The sound of voices came.

The sound was not loud, but there were many voices with different tones. When Wen Ping stood at the door, everyone stopped talking.

Mo Lin, who was sitting by the bed, saw this and whispered in Mo Yue's ear: "Father, Sect Leader Wen is here."

The sound of bodies rubbing against the quilt followed, and when it came out, it felt like sand and bodies were squeezing and rubbing against each other.

Mo Yue sat up slowly, glanced at Wen Ping with her peripheral vision, then leaned on the bed and squeezed out a sentence, "Finally I've been waiting for you."

It was just seven short words, but it seemed that Mo Yue had exhausted all his strength. After saying these seven words, his breathing became rapid and thick, making it sound like he was about to die soon.

Wen Ping walked over, and Mo Lin whispered from the side: "Sect Master Wen, please."

Wen Ping nodded and responded: "Don't worry, since I have set the price, this trip will not be in vain. I have a cure for the disease, I just hope that President Mo Lin will stop breaking his promise when the time comes."

"I, Mo Lin, am not the kind of young man who breaks his word. Sect Leader Wen only wants to save people. I have already ordered people to prepare the golden tickets."

After Mo Lin finished speaking, his brows trembled as Mo Yue was breathing heavily beside him. He didn't dare to continue and could only make a gesture of invitation.

Wen Ping came to the bed in two steps, and personal information popped up in front of him.

Mo Yue

Gender: Male

Age:55

Realm: Tongxuan Middle Realm

Qualification: 3 stars

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There is also some personal information that needs no elaboration, which records in detail the beginning and current extent of Mo Yue's illness.

Finally, according to personal information, Mo Yue has a serious disease that is life-threatening, but it can also be said that he does not have a serious disease and that his current physical condition is caused by foreign objects.

However, Wen Ping was not in a hurry. He first pressed Mo Yue's body a few times, then checked for his pulse. In short, Wen Ping did all the ways he could think of to pretend that he knew medical skills.

Look at the eyeballs, look at the tongue coating, etc.

After working for a while, Mo Yue looked at Wen Ping's expression and did not dare to express it. Finally, she couldn't help but asked, "Doctor, can I still be saved?"

"Thankfully you came to me early, otherwise the consequences would have been disastrous." Wen Ping stood up, took a long breath, and pretended to be deep in thought. From Mo Yue's perspective, Wen Ping's expression proved Mo Yue's current physical condition.

Two words - not good.

Just when he was about to speak, an angry voice suddenly came from outside the door, "Little Zhuzi, what courage do you have to talk nonsense here?"

Huai Kong, Yang Zongxian, Jiang Yueye and several deacons who were standing in the room all looked outside.

I saw a middle-aged man with white sideburns walking in. After scanning everyone, his eyes fixed on Wen Ping. At the same time, an imperceptible sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

When Wen Ping saw this, he felt quite helpless.

Sure enough, it’s not that easy to make extra money, and someone must come out to stop it.

He didn't know this person, but Wen Ping knew that since he dared to barge in directly, his identity must not be simple.

Mo Lin was standing on the bed. When he heard the sound, he immediately showed an unhappy look. He turned around and saw a familiar face. He looked at Li Kongshan with anger and said angrily: "Li Kongshan, I

I have no time to deal with you today, so you'd better not come here to make yourself unhappy."

Li Kongshan showed an innocent smile and quickly explained, "President, you have misunderstood me. I came to visit the old man."

Before Mo Lin could speak again, the cold voice of Mo Yue, who was lying on the bedside with her eyes closed, came.

"Tell me, how do you want to die?"

When this sentence came out, Li Kongshan's face suddenly turned pale, and he thought to himself: This old man is actually crazier than the rumors said. But then he laughed in his heart again, the more extreme Mo Yue's character is, the better, and Wen Ping will die.

Faster.

Li Kongshan quickly knelt down and kowtowed, making a fearful look as if Mo Yue would really do something.

"Senior Mo Yue, please forgive me. I am also a member of the Hundred Sects Alliance. If there is no big deal, how could I dare to break in? I am here to help you, specifically to expose some people's conspiracy."