Everyone was confused. They had just been restrained by an invisible and irresistible force at the same time. Although they were not unable to move and were slaughtered by others, the sudden restriction of movement and the stagnation of their immortal power made them frightened.

"It must be the fault of those two female cultivators just now!"

Everyone knew it was the two female cultivators who were responsible, but how did they do it?

Gu Zhian was held in Jing'er's arms. After spitting out a large mouthful of blood, he fainted before he even had time to bring her and Jing'er into the space.

Jing'er carried her mother and ran away for hundreds of miles until she was far away from the Cuihai Mountains. Then she emerged from the ground. Seeing no one around, she felt relieved and immediately checked on her mother's condition.

As soon as the immortal power penetrated my mother's body, her tears couldn't stop falling. Her breath seemed to be getting weaker and weaker. What should I do? What should I do?

At this time, Jing'er hated herself so much that she didn't have the wood spirit root, so she couldn't learn the rejuvenation technique like her mother, and she didn't know how to make alchemy or medical skills. As a result, all she could do now was to stuff some pills into her mother's mouth and pass on the immortal power to her.

Otherwise, nothing can be done.

"What should I do? Mother——" Jing'er cried out.

Just at this time, Feng Yehan, who was flying in the clouds and mist, heard Jing'er's cry, which sounded familiar. She thought that even though she fell from the clouds, she was actually the female cultivator he had seen in Miao Miao Gongfang City that day.

When he saw the female cultivator in green with a pale face and a unconscious face, his pupils shrank sharply, his heartbeat almost stopped, and he stepped forward quickly.

When Jing'er heard the footsteps, she immediately wiped away her tears and guarded her mother vigilantly, "Who are you? What are you doing?"

Feng Yehan looked at the guarded young female cultivator in front of him and said urgently: "I don't mean any harm, let me see her injuries."

How could Jing'er let a stranger come close to her mother's body? She frowned when she heard this and said, "What on earth are you going to do?" She has been in the spiritual world for more than a hundred years. She has never seen the warmth and coldness of human nature. How can any monk be so kind?

If the road is uneven, it would be good if you don't make up for it by taking advantage of it.

Seeing how wary she was, Feng Yehan knew that it would be impossible not to tell the truth, so he said, "I really don't have any ill intentions. I want to help you because you look a lot like my old friend."

Old friend?

Jing'er looked at the face in front of her that was almost the same as in her memory, and suddenly a ridiculous and bold idea came to her mind.

The alertness in her brows was slightly reduced, and she tentatively said, "Uncle Ye?"

Feng Yehan's figure trembled violently, his eyes showing disbelief, "What did you call me?"

Seeing his reaction like this, Jing'er suddenly felt as if she had made the right bet, "Are you Uncle Ye Canglan?"

Feng Yehan felt that his blood was flowing backwards at this moment, and his eyes were full of disbelief, "Are you - Jing'er?"

Jing'er nodded quickly, with love in her eyes, "It's me, I'm Jing'er, why are you here, Uncle Ye? It's not important, it's not important, Uncle Ye, please save my mother!"

Feng Yehan suddenly looked at the unconscious woman in green who was lying on the ground. It was her, it really was her!

He didn't know what he was feeling at this moment. When he held her slightly cold wrist, he felt that everything was unreal.

Seeing his dazed look, Jing'er hurriedly urged: "Uncle Ye, don't be in a daze! My mother is dying."

Only then did Feng Yehan come back to his senses. He quickly took out a red pill from his storage ring and fed it into Gu Zhian's mouth. "Eating this can temporarily save your life. I will take you back to Muxue Palace. There is the best immortal doctor there."

Jing'er felt relieved and immediately thanked Feng Yehan, "Thank you, Uncle Ye."

Ye Canglan smiled and wanted to rub her hair like she did when she was a child, but realized that she had grown up and such an action was not good, so he changed it to brushing the fallen leaves and weeds from her shoulders, "Silly girl,

There is no need to say thank you to uncle."

After Feng Yehan finished speaking, he stretched out his arms to hug Gu Zhian, but Jing'er hugged him first, "I'll do it, I'll do it. Uncle Ye, just lead the way."

My mother belongs to my father, so how can I let other men hold her, not even Uncle Ye?
Chapter completed!