Scary scar

Pan Zimo slapped Mo Yunjue on the shoulder and exclaimed, "Young Master Mo, you're truly amazing. You've fulfilled the role of a flower protector perfectly!"

However, when Pan Zimo's hand reached Mo Yunjue's back, he felt a sharp pain, causing him to furrow his brows.

Upon retracting his hand, Pan Zimo realized that it was covered in fresh blood.

The previously cheerful Gong Shaoqing and the others were stunned when they witnessed this scene. Upon closer inspection, they noticed that Mo Yunjue's back was covered in blood, but it wasn't noticeable due to his black robe.

"Mo Yunjue, you're injured!" Bai Li Hongzhuang's phoenix eyes narrowed, and she quickly walked to Mo Yunjue's side, noticing the blood-stained back.

Mo Yunjue waved his hand, maintaining his relaxed demeanor. "It's nothing, just a minor injury. I won't die from this."

"Young Master Mo, your injuries are severe. You should apply medicine immediately!" Yuan Xiaoman, after realizing the gravity of the situation, became greatly concerned. How could Mo Yunjue call such severe injuries minor?

Observing Mo Yunjue in this state, Bai Li Hongzhuang couldn't help but recall their first meeting. At that time, Mo Yunjue had also sustained severe injuries. If it weren't for her, he might not have survived.

However, even in that intense pain, Mo Yunjue's face remained calm, as if he wasn't the one injured.

Bai Li Hongzhuang quickly took out a healing pill and fed it to Mo Yunjue. Before she participated in the assessment competition, Emperor Beichen had given her some valuable elixirs.

She felt helpless in the face of such a Mo Yunjue. Her heart was filled with guilt and gratitude. These injuries should have been hers to bear, but Mo Yunjue had taken them upon himself.

If it weren't for Mo Yunjue protecting her at the critical moment, her situation would undoubtedly be much worse.

Han Xilin was known for being a formidable cultivator in the Tian Gang Sect, and dealing with him was even more difficult than she had imagined.

Mo Yunjue gazed at Bai Li Hongzhuang, and upon seeing the concern in her eyes, a hint of a smile appeared in his deep and handsome eyes.

Bai Li Hongzhuang took out a golden wound medicine that she had made herself and instructed Dongfang Yu, "Apply this golden wound medicine to his injuries."

As cultivators, getting injured was inevitable in their daily lives, so the golden wound medicine was particularly important.

It was a well-known medicine in the Bai Li family, highly effective in immediately stopping bleeding.

Dongfang Yu nodded slightly and directed Mo Yunjue to remove his clothes.

When everyone saw Mo Yunjue's well-built upper body, they couldn't help but inhale sharply. Numerous scars on his body stood out prominently.

There was a terrifying and winding scar on his chest, almost dividing his entire body into two.

Even Gong Shaoqing and the others couldn't help but be amazed by the sight. What kind of experiences had Mo Yunjue gone through to have so many injuries?

Even mercenaries, who lived their lives on the edge, probably didn't have as many scars as Mo Yunjue did.

Dongfang Yu didn't waste any time and immediately applied the golden wound medicine to Mo Yunjue's injured back. Bai Li Hongzhuang's voice rang out, "Applying the golden wound medicine might be painful, but it's very effective."

However, throughout the process of applying the medicine, everyone noticed that Mo Yunjue's expression remained unchanged, wearing the same smile on his face from beginning to end.

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