Hearing that the child was not dead, Mr. Li couldn't help but take a step forward.

Yuan Bing, who came back from the bottom, happened to pass by him and stopped him.

Mr. Li stepped back and smiled, "That child is not dead. That's great. Yuan Bing Da-Ren, you see its freezing. Priest Da-Ren needs time and quietly to treat the child. Do you want us to go back first?”

Yuan Bing stared at him coldly and slowly said, "This is not your business. By the way, I remember that you were recommended by Zhang, the head of the Jiu Yuan city warrior regiment, right?"

"Yes."

"You were originally from Shahai City, Middle city, a subordinate of Tucheng-Earth City?"

"Yes."

“Is there anyone else in your family who survived? Why don't you pick them up?”

There was sadness in Mr. Li's eyes. “I think it's a pity that they are all gone."

"What's the reason for the death?" Yuan Bing said politely.

Mr. Li frowned. "Yuan Bing Da-Ren, what do you mean by these?"

“It's not interesting. I ask anyone who I don't know the details of. So why did your family die? When did you die? Your full name is Li? Why did you leave Shahai city?”

“I had already registered these when I first arrived at the Jiu Yuan."

Yuan Bing was expressionless. “I want to hear you say it again."

Mr. Li's face was helpless, so he had to repeat it according to the original registration. You wonder if I have any flaws. Got this Bing on yourself? But he clearly arranged it well. Even today, he went to the meeting hall only when others couldn't leave and asked someone else to do the work.

And a group of spies has been caught in the city. He has been hiding behind the scenes. Even the people who are caught don't know his existence. Even if they torture to their souls, they can't fall things on him.

As for his action today, he confessed that he had done everything. The bone arrow was indeed shot from the White-Horn-warrior, and it would not be found on his head.

After thinking about it, Mr. Li, who can't figure out where he's not doing well, can only guess that Yuan Bing is habitually suspicious of everyone. He used to be such a person, and often used the word “Cheat" to let some enemy spies who were deeply ambushed jump out by themselves. I think Yuan Bing is probably using the same way to deal with him.

In this way of thinking, Mr. Li appropriately expressed his anger and humiliation, and made a full appearance of an innocent victim.

Several people standing nearby also heard the dialogue between Yuan Bing and Mr. Li. They stood on Yuan Bing's side in their hearts, but they didn't show any sign on their faces. They even deliberately expressed their disapproval of Yuan Bing's behavior.

No one knows what Yuan Bing is thinking. He looked at Mr. Li again for a while. He didn't say anything more. He turned around and went to Yan Mo.

Yan Mo's heart has decided on a good treatment plan. He felt Yuan Bing coming to his side and he opened his mouth to use willpower: “Mask!"

An invisible cover appears, covering three people including Yuan Zhan, to ensure that what the three people say will never be heard by the fourth party, unless the level of the other party soul strength is much higher than that of Yan Mo.

Yuan Bing told Yan Mo all the information he inquired about below, and Yuan Zhan, who is also in the cover, naturally heard it.

What Yuan Zhan said, others only saw his mouth shape moving, but could not hear the voice.

Yan Mo grabbed the tail of the bone arrow, lowers his head and said a word. People outside don't even see whether his lips are open or closed.

Yuan Bing nodded and glanced at the scene. All the people he saw felt like they were being stared at by the hungry wolf. They were all creeped and wanted to escape from the scene immediately.

Those who feel guilty feel that Yuan Bing is looking at them. Even if I thought that the beloved of the Ancestor God, Mo Da-Ren, had received many omens from the God and knew everything, otherwise why he and the chief be so peaceful? And has Yuan Bing got any orders from him and is preparing to deal with them?

Although Mr. Li carefully observed the expressions of the three people, including their mouth patterns, he only saw that the last word of Yuan Bing was a word. As for what order Yuan Zhan or Yan Mo gave, he could not guess at all.

Yuan Bing went to the right side of Zheng, and stood by Mr. Li right and left of Zheng.

Mr. Li's heart beats slightly. He thought about the process again. He felt that there was no mistake and forced himself to calm down.

Yuan Bing suddenly turned around and smiled at Mr. Li.

Mr. Li's back neck is bristling with sweat. This smile is so mean! What does Yuan Bing mean by it?

He's lying to me! Can't be fooled by him, calm down! Mr. Li began to regret that he wanted to see Yan Mo's expression of pain, anger and anxiety at the first time and was entrusted to go to the meeting hall in person. He should have been more careful.

Mr. Li was thinking about whether to find the time to leave, but he was reluctant to give up his business in the Jiu Yuan. After several reflections, he turned away and decided to gamble.

Yan Mo didn't jump the Dance of Ancestral Sacrifice, nor prayed to the gods and spirits. Such wounds and environmental conditions are not suitable for chest surgery. He just grabbed the tail of the bone arrow and pulled it out a little bit seriously.

As he pulled out the arrow, life energy from the other hand pressed on the child's chest slowly penetrates into the broken part of the child's heart, activating cells and allowing the child's body to repair itself.

When the heart was mended, the life energy followed the injury path left by the bone arrow to climb up a little bit and repair. If anyone's eyes can look inside, he may doubt that the arrow has a magical healing ability, because if it pulled up a point, the injury path of that point will be restored as before.

Yuan Zhan, who stood beside him and guards him all the time, suddenly looked at his head viciously.

What's up?

Many people were shocked by Yuan Zhan's actions and expressions, and followed his eyes to look at priest Da-Ren's head

“Ah! Shifu!” Wu Chen saw it first.

People close to Yan Mo, such as Sumen, Ye Xing, and Sa Yu, soon discovered the change.

“Look at priest Da-Ren's hair!" someone at the bottom also found that the voice of the shouting person was full of painful tone. This was the person who had experienced the Witch Mo skill personally, and saw what their priest Da-Ren was doing.

“Priest Da-Ren's hair has turned white..."

“No!" someone fell to his knees. These are the people who have been blessed by the priest's vitality.

Others don't know, but watching priest Da-Ren's black hair turn white with the arrow pulled out, we can guess that priest Da-Ren must have paid some terrible price to save the child.

"Da-Ren is using his life force to renew the life of the child!" the man who knows it can't help crying at last.

The Bianxi tribesmen were stunned.

Everyone's eyes are subconsciously focused on Yan Mo's slightly lowered head, including Mr. Li.

Yan Mo's hair is cut very short. He doesn't like long hair. It’s inconvenient and troublesome. In addition, in the snow whiteness, its white everywhere. His hair turned black to white. If someone doesn't point out, it's really easy to be ignored.

But because of Yuan Zhan's angry and dissatisfied actions and expressions, everyone can clearly see the change.

Bian Bao wiped his face, looked at Yan Mo's white hair, and closed his eyes. action

Since priest Da-Ren is willing to spend his life to save his child, even if Sumen really orders to killBian Yue, he will I will not ask for revenge again. He will ignore them at most in the future.

The Bianxi tribe's chief sighed in his heart. He and the Great Witch both knew that Yan Mo was buying people's hearts, but what the other side did consumed his vitality to save their future clan leader made them feel that they should not be ungrateful people. Moreover, without the Jiu Yuan, the Bianxi tribe would not become a cluster of bone warriors now, but would also become a war beast and a slave warriors. If how many tribesmen can live to this day?

Well, since I joined the Jiu Yuan, I'll be comfortable to be the Jiu Yuan people in the future!

Yan Mo's hair was all white when the arrows were pulled out of the baby's chest.

Yan Mo straightened up and “Clangs" threw the bone arrow into the empty plate held by Ding Ning.

He felt the child's face as if he didn't know how his appearance had changed. With a little smile, he called, “Good boy, it's time to get up."

Bian Yue's eyelids moved and he slowly opened his eyes.

BianBao pounced on the edge of the grass bed, his voice shaking and shouting: "Little Yue?"

Bian Yue sat up and looked at his father strangely. “Father, what are you doing? I am... Why?”

The child blinked, thinking he was dreaming. How can he not only see his father in the college, but also see the chief and the Great Witch, Ooh! God Beast, he also saw the Jiu Yuan chief and priest Da-Ren!

Yan Mo reached out and touched the baby's soft hair. “Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Oh, whoa! Priest Da-Ren is touching me! The child was so excited that he couldn't say anything. His face was red.

Yan Mo grinned and pinched his round, fleshy ear. This child is blessed with misfortune. The life energy he left in the child's body will make the child full of infinite possibilities in the future. As long as his body is well tempered during his youth and there are more suitable cultivation skills, he will definitely become the most powerful fighter in the body and the blood ability in the Bianxi tribe!

Under the explanation of Bian Bao, the child finally knows what happened. He remembers that he was watching the fight, and then he felt a chill in his chest. Later, he felt a sharp pain, which made him faint on the spot. Later, he didn't remember anything.

When the child heard that priest Da-Ren had lost his vitality and pulled him back from the edge of death, he was deeply moved, and his face was full of excitement to die for Yan Mo.

His father and grandfather: Always think that the favorite son (grandson) is going to fly!

Not to mention how children and Bian Bao and others thanked Yan Mo.

Yan Mo waves the grass bed back to nature and signals Ding Ning to bring the bone plate to the front.

"The Bianxi tribe's chief, Great Witch, please compare the bone arrows."

The Bianxi tribe's the chief and the Great Witch Hao didn't refuse either. They grabbed the bone arrow and compared it with other bone arrows.

“Priest Da-Ren, chief Da-Ren, look here." the Great Witch motioned to Yan Mo to look at the two arrows he grabbed with his left and right hands respectively.

Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan looked at the past. The two arrows were almost identical in appearance.

It should be noted that the bows and arrows are all hand-made now. Even if they have the same form and are compared carefully, many inconsistencies can still be found. However, even if there is a difference between the bone arrows made by the same person, the difference will not be great. In particular, in order to adapt to themselves, they will make some changes that other arrows do not have, and some habitual techniques will also be distinguished from the arrows made by other people.

These two arrows are clipped at the end of the slot, handled the same way, with a groove carved deeper, so that people cannot deny the evidence that that the tail of both arrow there carved the same small character.

Yan Mo asked Sangye, “Can you see who these two arrows belong to?"

Sangye looked at the arrow tail and sighed in his heart. Although he didn't want to admit it, he nodded.

“Let him come up." Yan Mo can't refuse to say.

Sangye looked at Sumen.

Sumen clenched his teeth, but still nodded to him. The child has made a good plan. If his people hurt Bian Yue by mistake, he is willing to take the place of the warrior to be punished, and since the reasons are found. Those warriors were protecting him, and he is their Master.

Sangye had to shout to the audience, "Qiao Nu, come on!"

Was the reason that Bian Yue was rescued and now he looked healthier than before he was injured?

When the suspect was called up, the Bianxi tribesmen's expression was peaceful, and Bian Bao didn't rush up to ask for the other's life, but it was true that his expression was not good-looking.

Qiao Nu jumped onto the platform with the feeling of death. He saluted Sumen first, then beat Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan on the chest. As for the others, he ignored them.

"Qiao Nu, do you think this arrow is yours?" Yan Mo asked Ding Ning to hold the plate in front of Qiao Nu.

Qiao Nu didn't take it up, just glanced at it and nodded, “It's mine."

The agitation of the Bianxi tribesmen were forced down again.

Bian Bao was engaged in psychological warfare. He wanted to punish this man, but he didn't want priest Da-Ren to be in a difficult position. He didn't know what to say for a while.

People at the bottom and on the stage are watching Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan to see how they will judge the White-Horn-warrior when the evidence is clear.

Will priest Da-Ren protect his disciples' guards?

Can chief Da-Ren allow others to break the rules of the Jiu Yuan?

Will the White-Horn-warrior die?

At this time, Yuan Bing, in front of everyone, said, “Chief, priest Da-Ren, I have doubts."