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Dugu Yifeng had already walked over, and both Ling Yanran and the middle-aged guard noticed him.

When Ling Yanran saw Dugu Yifeng, she immediately became overjoyed and moved to Dugu Yifeng's side. Just as she was about to speak, Dugu Yifeng gently shook his head.

The girl stuck out her tongue obediently and stayed behind him.

"I'm Mo Xuan's friend, Feng Yi. Who might you be?" Dugu Yifeng's eyes drifted, as he asked.

As the middle-aged guard saw Dugu Yifeng approaching, he smiled and said in a friendly manner, "I am the deputy captain of the Blackfire City's guards, a disciple of the Fire Beacon Pavilion, Mo Yan."

Dugu Yifeng nodded. "You're taking Mo Xuan away?"

"Yes." The big man also nodded.

"He's not fit to be taken away right now. Leave him to me, I'll treat his injuries." Dugu Yifeng sincerely said.

Immediately, the middle-aged man, Mo Yan, frowned, "No, the young master's injuries are very serious." I cannot just hand him over to you like this. I need to bring him back to the pavilion to treat his injuries; at that time, the Pavilion Master will definitely ask the best doctor in Profound Fire City to treat Young Master's injuries. "

"Only I can cure his injuries. There's no one in Profound Fire City who can cure his injuries." Dugu Yifeng shook his head and patiently explained himself.

Mo Yan still shook his head and rejected Dugu Yifeng. " I'm sorry, I can't surrender the Young Lord's life to someone else. "So I..."

"Mo Yan, what nonsense are you spouting!" Suddenly, before Mo Yan could finish his words, a voice came from afar and interrupted him.

Raising his head, he saw a young man suddenly charge forward with an arrogant look on his face.

"Mo Yan, how is the Young Lord?" The young man rushed forward and asked Mo Yan in a somewhat contemptuous manner.

Just as Mo Yan was about to reply when the youth stopped in his tracks and rushed towards Mo Xuan, who was being carried by a group of guards.

"Young master!" Young Lord! " The youth's face was bitter as he called out to Mo Xuan, who was being carried by the guards. His face was filled with an exaggerated amount of anger.

"Who dares!?" Who would dare to injure the Young Lord of the Fire Beacon Pavilion so severely! I, Mo Yuan, will skin him alive and beat him to death! " The youth immediately had an extremely furious expression as he shouted loudly.

At the side, when Mo Yan saw the youth's appearance, his face flashed with disdain. No one noticed. "Captain, the Young Lord was injured like this by a strange beast in the Scarlet Flame Desert. Do you want to go there and skin those strange beasts?"

Mo Yan's sudden words made Mo Yuan choke. His sad face immediately turned black.

"Mo Yan, I haven't said anything!" Young master has suffered such heavy injuries, why aren't you rushing over to the pavilion master's place to treat it? What are you still standing here for! Don't tell me you don't want to save Young Master! " Mo Yuan, who was being choked, immediately bit back at Mo Yan.

Mo Yan shook his head. However, he did not open his mouth like he had ridiculed before, "Captain, how dare Mo Yan have such thoughts. I hope captain does not slander me!"

Dugu Yifeng looked at Mo Yan's neither humble nor arrogant expression and suddenly understood something. This middle-aged man, Mo Yan, actually called this young man in front of him 'Captain'.

Mo Yuan let out a cold snort. He suddenly raised his head and glanced at Dugu Yifeng and Ling Yanran behind him before immediately turning away.

"Mo Yan, if anything happens to the young master this time around, you will not be able to escape your responsibility!" Mo Yuan shouted viciously at the middle-aged man. He turned around and spoke to the guards behind him, "Bring the young master to Fire Beacon Hall now. Who will be responsible for saving your life if you delay it!"

Immediately, the guards behind Mo Yan looked at each other in dismay before they lifted Mo Xuan and prepared to leave.

Dugu Yifeng stepped forward. "I've said it before, it's not appropriate for Mo Xuan to move now. You'd better leave him to me. Otherwise, if something happens, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it!"

Seeing this kid who had suddenly appeared beside him and spoke in such an imposing manner, Mo Yuan was stunned at first, but soon after, his expression changed, "Where did this kid come from?" "Who are you?"

In the face of this person's arrogant tone, Dugu Yifeng did not care about it at all. "I'm Mo Xuan's friend!"

"Humph!" "You all?!" Mo Yuan carefully sized up the dazzling Dugu Yifeng with a disdainful look on his face. "With your looks, you should call yourselves friends of the young lord!"

"Get lost!"

Mo Yuan let out a furious roar and his expression instantly darkened.

As for Dugu Yifeng, the smile on his face was somewhat gloomy. "Oh? Are you sure we are not worthy to be your Young Master's friends?"

"Yanran, let's go! Mo Xuan will be taken away by them. I want to see if they come looking for us then! "

"Remember, your Young Master's injuries won't worsen for three days! You can only delay it for three days! Three days later, beg me to heal your Young Master on your knees! " Dugu Yifeng's expression turned completely cold.

That ice-cold tone of his made the surrounding people unable to imagine that he would actually erupt with such fury in such a short time.

Dugu Yifeng pulled Ling Yanran towards the room, leaving Mo Yuan there. "You lunatic! I won't bother with you!" What are you all standing there for, quickly take the Young Master to the Fire Beacon Pavilion for help! "

"Yes sir!" The guards immediately gave an order and quickly left.

The middle-aged man, Mo Yan, looked at Dugu Yifeng's figure with some hesitation in his eyes. After a moment, he also left.

In the room.

"Big brother Yi Feng, how could you just hand big brother Mo Xuan over to them like that!" Ling Yanran grumbled at Dugu Yifeng, "Brother Mo Xuan's injuries are so serious. What if they really can't find a cure for him? What should we do then?"

A smile hung on Dugu Yifeng's face, no trace of his previous anger could be seen. "Yanran, don't worry. I, Mo Xuan, will not let them do as they please!"

"I've already dealt with his injuries. For at least three days, nothing will happen to Mo Xuan."

"Yes." Hearing this, Ling Yanran nodded her head in satisfaction.

Leaving Ling Yanran, Dugu Yifeng returned to his room and began to plan his next course of action.

It had already been more than half a month since they had entered the Scarlet Flame Desert. The time limit of one month that the Divine Emptiness Realm Expert had given was close to zero.

Now, Ling Yanran's father, Ling Su Tian, was returned to them. Dugu Yifeng had to save him as soon as possible.

Furthermore, right now, his father, Dugu Yulong, and his mother, Shangguan Xue Tong were also unknown.

"Crippling Wind Alliance, Divine Void Sect, let me see what exactly you two are up to. What are you planning to do with my Dugu Faction's successor, Zi Yu? Could it be that he has a feud with my Dugu bloodline? "