"Since that's the case, Brother Yuan must cheer up to kill his enemies better!" After that, Mo Rushuang immediately asked Nan Ziyou to bring the food in and feed it to Nan Mingyuan with a gentle mouthful of water.

"Rushuang, your neck..." Nan Mingyuan saw that there was a ribbon tied around Mo Rushuang's neck and reached out to pull it, but she avoided it sideways.

She lowered her eyes and covered her neck, and tears couldn't stop slidding, "Brother Yuan... Although I am fine, the wound on my neck can no longer be repaired. You, don't take it well."

"Show me!" Nan Mingyuan was furious and pulled off the white ribbon wrapped around Mo Rushuang's neck. A hideous scar appeared in front of him. He was so scared that he immediately took a breath!

hiss!

A twisted red scar was like a lifelike centipede winding around her smooth neck, looking shocking.

"Chu Lingyue!" Nan Mingyuan stood up furiously, and dared to hurt his beloved! He must make Chu Lingyue repay it a hundred times!

Seeing the situation, Mo Rushuang grabbed the corner of Nan Mingyuan's clothes, "Brother Yuan, don't be impulsive!"

"It's all over, don't pursue it anymore. Am I fine?"

"But!"

"It's nothing, just think that Chu Lingyue is no longer my best friend..." Her eyes hidden under her eyelashes were sharp. Since she couldn't kill Chu Lingyue with her own hands, she would be a dummy hand.

Looking at Mo Rushuang's kind and soft-hearted look, a burst of pain appeared in his heart, "I hurt me Rushuang, I will tear Chu Lingyue into pieces!"

Wooden family ancestral hall.

Mu Lingfeng has been kneeling since the day he came back. Before the dripping water was in, he had already been beaten to lose his blood.

"Who is that witch? Are you still unwilling to explain the truth?" If it weren't for the sake of being old, Mu Zhenggang, who was so angry that his hair was gray, would have wished he would throw Mu Lingfeng out and let Nan Jian beat him to death!

"I said everything, I just took on the task and didn't have any interaction with that girl, and I didn't know she would fight with Nan Mingyuan."

"Do you know how it's spread outside? You said that you joined forces with the witch to destroy Nan Mingyuan! Now, you still have to protect her!" Mu Zhenggang kicked Mu Lingfeng hard on the waist and kicked him straight.

"If it weren't for the Mu family's single lineage, I would have wanted to beat you to death here!"

Mu Lingfeng was in pain, got up from the ground, and continued to kneel in front of Mu Zhenggang, looking careless, "Yes, yes! You have always looked down on me, isn't it because I didn't do what you want, and have abandoned the martial spirit and cultivated the medicine spirit? Just go against you, but now you are still high or low. After practicing for several years, you can only practice the most despised low-grade spiritual liquid."

Yes.

Mu Lingfeng cultivated the martial spirit into a medicine spirit by his own strength. The Mu family urgently needed a successor. In the eyes of outsiders, he was the most brave and unique one, but in the Mu family, he was scolded and said that he violated the inheritance of his ancestors.

Inheritance is a very important existence, just like people dare not accept the swear easily.

The key is that he still accomplished nothing.

"Cultivating a medicine spirit requires talent. You are clearly the material of the martial spirit, but you have to go through the wrong path!" He got angry when he mentioned this Mu Zhenggang.

It would be fine if Mu Lingfeng was a dual-type genius. He was born with a martial spirit vein, but he wanted to take a different sword and change his fate!

The spiritual vein was destined from the moment it was born. How could he change it?

Mu Lingfeng suddenly stood up and confronted Mu Zhenggang, "What is a crooked way? Is it helpless to watch my mother's life disappearing little by little? If you were willing to save your mother, how could she..."
Chapter completed!