Mu Rusong personally carried Mu Wanlian back to the "Suihan Sanyouyuan" and placed her in his bedroom.

Mu Wanlian was twisted her neck and lay quietly on the bed, her head tilted to one side, motionless, and lifeless.

Mu Changfeng's heart was as painful as a knife, spreading the quilt and gently covering her body.

The corpse ghost is not afraid of the cold at all, but in Mu Changfeng's heart, no matter what Mu Wanlian became, whether it is the bloodthirsty demon or the cruel corpse ghost, he is always his love-loving and caring little sister, for fear that she would be wronged if she was a little careless.

"Wanlian has a good sleep. When you wake up, my brother will tell you a story." Mu Changfeng gently patted Mu Wanlian's round little face, and the more she looked at her, the more she loved her. Fortunately, she would still be reunited with her sister in this life.

Zhou Nianping held Mu Wanlian's fleshy little hand and smiled and said, "And brother Nianping, you used to say that I look like my sister. When you wake up, see if I look more like your father?" After saying that, he smiled wickedly and said to Mu Changfeng: "If I got married early in the morning, my daughter would definitely be as old as her, hahaha."

Mu Rusong ignored the words of the two, and suddenly showed a hint of cruelty. He grabbed the quilt and threw it on the ground.

Mu Changfeng was startled by his abnormal behavior and felt uneasy. He said, "Dad, what's wrong with you? What about mom?"

Without saying a word, Mu Rusong went to the yard to fold four wooden sticks from the Polygonum Rohara, quickly sharpened it with a dagger, and returned to the bedroom.

Zhou Nianping's heart immediately hung up, grabbed Mu Rusong's sleeve and said, "Master, what are you going to do?"

Mu Rusong shouted angrily and pushed Zhou Nianping away. Mu Changfeng blocked Mu Wanlian's body. Mu Rusong grabbed the collar and threw it in the corner. He turned around and nailed the four sharpened wooden sticks to Mu Wanlian's limbs.

With Mu Changfeng and Zhou Nianping's shocked eyes, opened a picture of pine plums on the wall, took out a bottle of potion from the dark lattice of the wall, pinched Mu Wanlian's mouth and forced it down.

After doing all this, Mu Rusong had no strength anymore and sat crookedly on the wooden chair, covering his painful and stuffy chest, and kept gasping.

Mu Changfeng was seriously injured and was thrown away by his father, and his whole body felt like he was falling apart.

He gritted his teeth and stood up, soaked a pot of Salvia tea, fed Mu Rusong a cup with his own hands, and said, "Dad, are you getting better?"

Mu Rusong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "I am not a good father, so how can anyone treat my daughter like this?"

Mu Changfeng also blamed his father for his ruthless action. After thinking about it, he also understood his painstaking efforts and said, "You are afraid that Wanlian will wake up and cannot control herself and hurt someone by mistake. But you don't understand, what medicine do you give your sister?"

Mu Rusong said: "When she wakes up, she can't feel the pain in her body."

Mu Changfeng was surprised when he heard of the first time that there was a medicine to relieve pain from the corpse ghouls.

Mu Rusong looked solemn and said, "Before finding a way to restore her humanity, no one is allowed to pull out the wooden stakes. Do you hear it? Nail her firmly to me, no one is allowed to feel distressed."

Mu Changfeng said: "Did I recite scriptures in the Buddhist temple? I'll go find me."

Mu Rusong reached out to stop him and said, "She is in seclusion."

Mu Changfeng said worriedly: "Is mom injured?"

Mu Rusong said: "I found out about Bai Ying's traces ten days ago and went to find him for revenge. I suffered some internal injuries and was not seriously injured."

Mu Changfeng said: "After such a big thing, we should go to the Grand Master Bingming in person."

Mu Rusong said: "My master was frightened and was in seclusion. Your uncles are protecting the Dharma for him."

When Mu Changfeng was in front of the Xuanbing Tower, he was secretly wondering why there was no sign of his mother, the Grand Master and others in front of the tower, especially his mother. She is the person who loves Wanlian the most in the world. He would definitely rush out desperately when he heard the sound.

Fortunately, she was in seclusion, otherwise with her temper as she was igniting firecrackers, things would be getting worse and worse.

Zhou Nianping smiled and touched his chin, saying, "The Master is also scared by a ghost. Isn't he very powerful? He is actually today..."

I wanted to mock it carefully, but suddenly saw Mu Rusong's sharp eyes, and had to endure many unpleasant words back and said, "Master, junior brother, Wanlian has become a corpse ghost. We should make a good idea of ​​how to handle this matter thoroughly to protect her."

Mu Changfeng stood up and bowed deeply to Zhou Nianping, saying, "Thank you, senior brother, for your life and protection. Without senior brother, my father and I will not bring Wanlian back smoothly."

Zhou Nianping sat on the chair, crossed his legs and said, "It's just a few bold words. What's the thank you? You can still protect Wanlian without me."

Mu Changfeng said: "Senior brother is such a bad word. Your bold words have played a key role."

Zhou Nianping smiled and said proudly: "Yes, seeing that I am so loyal, why do they have the nerve to be compared by me? Even if they pretend, they have to pretend to be in a deep affectionate manner."

Mu Changfeng said: "Most people are not pretending, I believe they feel sorry for Wanlian too."

Zhou Nianping said: "So what if I really feel sorry for her? What should I do in the future? If Wanlian has always refused to recognize her relatives, there will be a few people who are willing to keep her. As the saying goes, there are no filial sons in front of the bed for a long time, and there are no relatives around the madman. No one wants a corpse who can suck himself into a mummy at any time to stay in Yulong Pavilion. I'm not saying they are bad, but human nature is like this."

Mu Changfeng sighed heavily. He, who had always been resourceful, had no idea at this time.

The hostility of the corpse ghost is difficult to transform, and the hostility of the "Insinary Demon Child" cannot be transformed at all. Otherwise, the Yulong Pavilion, which has always advocated compassion, would not have set a rule to kill the "Insinary Demon Child" on the spot when encountering the "Insinary Demon Child".

The "Insinary Demon Child" has a more hunger than an ordinary corpse ghoul. I am afraid that the blood of his three parents will not satisfy my little sister's bloodthirsty desire.

Mu Changfeng said: "I'll go and ask the Grand Master to seal the younger sister in the tower again."

Mu Rusong shook his head and said, "I know the magic of sealing Wanlian, which is based on the master's work. The master must be worried that most people in the pavilion would not agree to sealing Wanlian, so he did this quietly."

Mu Changfeng said: "If it really doesn't work, I will kneel down and beg everyone to give Wanlian a way out."

Zhou Nianping said: "I think you are concerned about it. If they can keep Wanlian for the time being, they will never keep her for the rest of their lives. Have you forgotten that there are three monsters in the world, the Blood Demon, the Insinaceous Demon, the Thousand-Year Corpse Ghost King, and the Insinaceous Demon, the Demon of the Insinaceous Demon is even more demonic than the Thousand-Year Corpse Ghost King. The three founding ancestors joined forces to have a fight with the Thousand-Year Corpse Ghost King. If I hadn't stabbed Wanlian with the "Bone Erosion Needle" quietly, would you think we two could hold her down?"

Mu Changfengqi said: "Bone-eroding needle?"

Zhou Nianping said: "The gift from an old friend is not from Yulong Pavilion, and it is specifically used to deal with powerful corpses. There is only one, which has been transformed by Wanlian's corpse energy."

Mu Changfeng racked his brains and had no choice but to choose the last path, saying, "Dad, it doesn't matter who killed Wanlian. The most important thing now is to protect her. If it really doesn't work, let's take her to escape, escape to the ends of the world, far away from Yulong Pavilion."

Zhou Nianping said: "Junior brother, why do you think Senior Brother Tian has to kill Wanlian?"

Mu Changfeng smiled coldly and said, "It's just that I force my father and I to attack the disciples in the pavilion to get rid of our Mu family. We escaped to his mind."

Zhou Nianping said: "Even though you know this, you still have to take advantage of his heart as he wants?"

Mu Changfeng said: "It doesn't matter whether he is satisfied or not. The most important thing is to keep his younger sister."

Zhou Nianping sighed for a long time. From childhood to adulthood, he knew that Mu Changfeng was determined to win the position of the Pavilion Master. He had been working hard for many years to make contributions, and he would rather be crushed to pieces than turn back.

Unexpectedly, when he needs to make a choice between family affection and the position of the Pavilion Master, he would rather have to waste his years of hard work than choose family affection.

Zhou Nianping said solemnly: "Is escaping the best way? Wait until she sucks your blood before sucking others' blood? The most appropriate way is to make her wake up, restore human nature, and control the urge to suck blood with her own perseverance. As long as she becomes a harmless good baby, everything is easy to say."

Mu Changfeng said: "I don't know that what you are talking about is the most appropriate method, but Wanlian turned into a 'intentional demon child', how could she restore humanity?"

Mu Rusong and Zhou Nianping looked at each other and saw the hesitation in each other's heart. The two turned their heads together and said nothing.

Mu Changfeng's heart moved and said, "Do you have a way?"

"No." Mu Rusong answered without any doubt.

Zhou Nianping lowered his head and poured tea for himself and said, "We are not gods, so how can we do it?"

Mu Changfeng's eyes were circling on the faces of the two. He was good at observing his expressions and expressions. He was sure that his father and Senior Brother Zhou had a way to restore Mu Wanlian's human nature, but he was just worried about something and refused to say it out.

"You are lying, and there is clearly a way to restore Wanlian's humanity." Mu Changfeng stared at his father with a burning gaze, quite angry.

"I said no, it's not." Mu Rusong still answered without doubt.

Mu Changfeng clenched his fists and looked at Zhou Nianping.

He had a cynical smile on his face, and his appearance of hanging up high without any matter was very annoying.

Mu Changfeng knew this senior brother too well. He was cynical on the surface, but actually valued love and righteousness. There was no proper solution to Wanlian's affairs, and he was as anxious as he was.

But Zhou Nianping was laughing heartlessly. This smile could only prove that he was guilty and covered up his unspeakable guilt.

Suddenly, Mu Changfeng remembered the love between Xin Li and the corpse ghost. The chrysanthemum man was gentle and elegant, gentle and kind in the world.
Chapter completed!