Afraid of missing the rescue, the questioning situation was just like this.
Mo Xiaofan appeared somewhat solemn, "Master, the remaining three of them... seem like they're almost gone. We don't have the ability to save them."
"Hmm?" Mo Liancheng glanced calmly, took some elixirs from his body, and handed them to Mo Xiaofan, "Give them to take, you should be able to handle the external injuries."
"Yes, we will." Mo Xiaofan showed joy and immediately took the medicine to save people.
These people are fortunate to have their lives saved. If it were anyone else rescuing them, it would be difficult to keep them alive, but they just happened to have the luck to meet Mo Liancheng.
Soon, a group of vicious-looking men emerged from the village.
The burly man in the lead, wielding a massive wolf tooth club, walked over with fierce eyes.
Following him were a group of people, all carrying a scent of blood.
