Thinking of what Mu Bingling said just now, combined with Mu Bingling's strength, he subconsciously felt that Mu Bingling was not just empty talk. Maybe, she really had the ability to make him regret it.
Shaking his head, Mu Rongxuan sneered, what's wrong with him? He is a seventh-ring martial arts disciple. Although he is only one level higher, it is enough. His true strength is not the seventh-ring, but the peak of the seventh-ring.
!
Thinking of this, Mu Rongxuan was relieved. Looking at Mu Bingling's slender figure, he said in a voice that only he could hear: "Mu Bingling, you are mine, and only I can be worthy of you."
Then he raised his lips and led a group of followers towards the distant martial arts training ground...
At this time, Mu Chen had already run to the back mountain where he usually likes to stay. His mind went blank. Mu Rongxuan's words just now completely destroyed his remaining self-esteem.
"Mu Chen, you're a man, so don't hide behind women forever."
"Hey, isn't this our disabled fourth young master?"
"Look, everyone, the Mu family's joke has also come out. If it were me, I would definitely not come out and embarrass myself."
"waste."
"Crippled, you are a waste."
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Disdainful faces appeared in Muchen's mind one after another. They shouted, taunted, and used all their harsh words to engrave the word "waste" deeply into his heart.
"Ah!!!, I'm not a waste! I'm not a waste! Why, why, why!!!" Mu Chen's mouth kept roaring like a beast, with a painful and ferocious look on his young face, and he clenched his fists
His left fist kept hitting the stone wall in front of him.
The stone wall was not artificially built. The sharp edges and corners cut open Mu Chen's fragile flesh mercilessly. Blood continuously flowed from the back of his hand and splashed on his snow-white clothes, spreading out into bright flowers. A sharp pain passed into Mu Chen.
Chen's brain, but the severe pain could not wake up Mu Chen.
"Why on earth is this!!! God, if you want to abandon me, why did you let me come into this world? Why! Wuwu...wuwu...why..."
Punch after punch, the skin was opened, the flesh was torn, and the white bones were clearly visible. Blood continued to burst out from his fists, making Muchen's pale complexion become even paler. The original crazy look
The roar turned into a soft murmur.
Mu Chen turned around and leaned against the stone wall dejectedly, and sat down slowly. His unconscious left arm hung weakly by the side, letting the blood flow from the back of his hand into the soil beside him. He was very tired, really very tired.
, but after venting at this time, he felt particularly relaxed, unprecedentedly relaxed. The flowers around him were blooming so brilliantly, the green leaves were swaying in the wind, and the colorful spiritual butterflies were circling and flying among the flowers. They were so beautiful.
Freedom, they are so happy. I really want to become a spiritual butterfly. Without arms, I can still have wings. At least, no one will laugh at me... I am a waste...
Just thinking about it, Mu Chen suddenly felt dizzy, which was a symptom of excessive blood loss. The next moment, Mu Chen felt his eyes go dark and lost consciousness.
But he didn't know that after he passed out, the blood flowing out of his left hand gradually seeped into the soft soil. Although the blood seeped in very slowly, Mu Chen shed a lot of blood...
Three meters underground directly below where Muchen sat, a dim transparent bead was silent there. No one knew when this bead was buried here, and no one knew who buried it.
No one knows why there is such a bead here. In short, it has already appeared here when there were no humans here.
Mu Chen's blood was still seeping. Finally, a drop of blood gently fell on the bead, but strangely it did not slip from the surface of the bead, but penetrated from the surface of the bead. The originally dim bead suddenly emitted
There was a faint light, and then a strange scene appeared. The blood that had penetrated elsewhere suddenly rushed towards the bead crazily, and was finally sucked in by the transparent bead.
As more and more blood is sucked in, the light emitted by the beads becomes more and more dazzling. After a while, it seems that enough blood has been absorbed, and the other blood just slips from the surface of the beads and is not sucked in by the beads anymore.
"Buzz buzz!"
The originally stationary bead suddenly trembled and buzzed. In a flash, the bead jumped out towards the soil at lightning speed. Wherever it passed, the soil gave way to a passage directly to the ground. The bead that jumped out suddenly
The outcrop followed Mu Chen's palm and entered Mu Chen's mind, and then slowly fell silent.
"Haha, I finally see the light again. Let me see which lucky boy recognizes the master." A low voice with a wild atmosphere sounded, and every word was like a Sanskrit sound that shocked the soul.
"Tsk tsk, why are you so weak? He's just a waste. He's a cripple. That's all. A cripple is a cripple." The voice sighed helplessly, and then said: "Eh? Why is this kid still losing blood? Keep going like this.
Even gods can't save him."
As soon as the voice fell, the bead that was staying in Muchen's mind suddenly turned. A trace of light white gas penetrated from the inside of the bead into Muchen's meridians, and rushed toward Muchen's left arm.
After moving the back of Mu Chen's hand back and forth several times, he saw that the wound on Mu Chen's left hand was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"The meridians are quite wide, huh? Someone has come, and it seems that his wound cannot be completely healed, so it doesn't matter, so that others won't doubt it." The deep voice stopped talking after saying this, and stayed in Mu Chen's mind.
The beads quickly dimmed, as if they were in the soil...
"Mu Chen! Mu Chen!" A clear voice came, and the voice revealed extreme anxiety. The person who came was none other than Mu Bingling, who was chasing behind Mu Chen. His watery blue eyes looked around, and finally, on the back mountain,
Mu Chen was found unconscious in front of a stone wall. At this time, although the wound on Mu Chen's hand was almost healed, the blood that spurted out at that time still dyed his snow-white clothes red.
When Mu Bingling saw that Mu Chen was covered in blood, her face suddenly turned pale. What she was most worried about happened...
"Mu Chen! Mu Chen, don't scare your sister. Mu Chen!" Mu Bingling kept shaking Mu Chen's body. It was also because she was too impatient, and she was still young after all. Even the disciples of the aristocratic family had never seen this before.
Such a scene made me panic, and for a moment I forgot to test Mu Chen's breath. Her beautiful eyes turned red, and tears kept falling from her eyes, lightly splashing on Mu Chen's face.
"Click"
There was a clear sound, and Mu Chen felt a coldness on his face, but it was just a coldness, and Mu Chen did not do anything because of it. In the coma, he would not hear anyone calling him, but his uncomfortable body was completely
It was even more uncomfortable to be shaken like this, and he groaned subconsciously.
Mu Bingling saw Mu Chen open his mouth and snorted, and his expression was startled. Mu Bingling, who was crying with a face full of tears, was overjoyed and quickly dragged Mu Chen and hugged him in front of him. Mu Chen was already very thin and didn't weigh much. So.
Mu Bingling, a sixth-ring martial arts disciple, didn't have much trouble holding Mu Chen in his arms.
Taking advantage of the fact that Mu Chen was still alive, Mu Bingling quickly jumped down the mountain...
"Mother, mother, come quickly, something happened to Mu Chen!" Mu Bingling shouted loudly as soon as she entered the door.
As soon as they heard this voice, Mu Feng and Bi Wan rushed out of the room and saw Mu Chen lying in Mu Bingling's arms. At this time, the blood on Mu Chen's body had dried up and turned into dark black. Mu Feng's face
Yi Shen hurriedly stepped forward, checked Mu Chen's breath, and found that he still had breath. He quickly stretched out his right hand, and a ball of white light enveloped his palm. The vitality was solidified, reaching the realm of a great martial artist!
Mu Feng calmly pressed his right hand on Mu Chen's chest, where the heart was.
"Fortunately, it's just too much blood loss, but this is too much blood loss. Fortunately, Bing'er was sent back in time, otherwise Chen'er would have really..."
Mu Feng didn't say the next words. Bi Wan, who was standing next to him, had already burst into tears. She snatched her son Mu Chen and held her in her arms. She put her right hand on Mu Chen's arm.
The blue light completely enveloped Mu Chen's arms and solidified his vitality. It turned out that Mu Feng and Bi Wan were both great warriors, but due to a disaster, the young Mu Chen became a useless person.
Seeing that it would take a while for Biwan to be cured, Mu Feng said in a deep voice to Mu Bingling who was beside him with a worried face: "Bing'er, the situation is urgent now. You first go to the medicine pavilion to get a ten-year-old blood ginseng, and then tell me
What happened? This is my jade pendant."
Mu Bingling took the jade pendant without any delay. After nodding her head, she quickly jumped out with a soft movement. After Mu Feng glanced at Mu Bingling's figure, he was slightly startled, then nodded and said secretly: "Bing'er's
My strength has improved again, and I have reached the level of a sixth-level martial artist without making any noise."
Bi Wan on the side is no longer sad at this time, the aqua blue light gradually converges, and the back of Mu Chen's hand that was half treated by the strange beads is now intact.
Mu Feng asked hurriedly: "Wan'er, how is Chen'er?"
Bi Wan sighed and said with red eyes: "It's okay for the time being, but my water element power can only treat some trauma. Chen'er lost too much blood and it will take some time to mediate. What evil did we do in the previous life?
Ah, let Chen'er be in such trouble."
At this point, Biwan started sobbing again, and Mufeng had to comfort her quickly.