Heaven-Defying Twin Treasures: Miracle Doctor Mother Lost Her Horse Again Yue Qingchen Long Sijue Xiao Tianlan Yue Fangfei Chapter 1835 Uncle, do you think this is dangerous?
Chapter 1835 Uncle, do you think this is dangerous?
Mu Ningran listened to the discussions of everyone around him.
That delicate little face has a slightly gloomy expression!
"What are you talking about? The Mu family is kind to me. Although I am not a biological child of the Mu family, my feelings are better than my own! The third brother is my biological brother! If my biological brother is in trouble, what should I do?
Maybe not help?”
With a sharp shout!
She threw the elixir in her hand into the young man's mouth.
Then, a hand stretched out.
Using a very strange technique, he was half hanging in the air above the young man.
It was as if he was treating a young man.
During diagnosis and treatment.
Mu Ningran's face turned pale visibly to the naked eye.
It is obvious that she is using her true energy.
The crowd listened to what Mu Ningran said just now.
Now I see Mu Ningran acting like this again.
Unavoidably, everyone praised Qi Mu Ningran again.
"Miss Mu is truly worthy of being the living Bodhisattva of the Mu family."
"Yes, Miss Mu has already achieved such accomplishments at such a young age! Her medical skills and animal taming skills are exquisite! If she is right, she is using her own energy to treat Master Mu San!"
"Now that Feng Xuewu from the Feng family is dead, Miss Mu is the number one lady in our sanctuary."
Mention that wind and snow dance.
Everyone couldn't help but sigh.
Obviously, Fengxuewu used to be so prestigious.
As a result, I went to Dragon Academy.
There was no return...
It really makes people sigh!
Mu Ningran also heard Feng Xuewu's voice and couldn't help but twitch her bright red lips——
She really wanted to thank the people at Dragon Academy.
If it weren't for them.
She has really been suppressed by Feng Xuewu.
Although she is good at medicine and poisoning.
However, in terms of strength, she cannot compare to Feng Xuewu, a young emperor!
She had also heard that the reason why Feng Xuewu never returned this time was because she offended Prince Gaye.
He was beaten to death by Prince Gaye!
Think of this.
Mu Ningran shook his head gently.
Secretly scolding Feng Xuewu for being an idiot!
Under the exertion of her strength.
The frail little boy on the ground suddenly spit out blood from his mouth!
A mouthful of black blood spit out!
The people around him were so frightened that they fell silent again!
The housekeeper saw his young master vomiting blood and his face became increasingly pale.
My whole body was shaking——
"Master...Master, what's wrong with you?"
Mu Ningran stood aside, seemingly still trying his best to save him.
But.
After a long time, I burst into tears.
"Third brother...Third brother, don't be afraid. Even if I risk my life, my sister will save you..."
The crowd took a breath.
Everyone was not too surprised by this result.
The third young master of the Mu family was already sick and weak five years ago.
If it weren't for Mu Ningran's life extension.
He is long dead.
It is already a miracle that he can survive to this day.
"Third brother...sister is here...sister is here..."
Mu Ningran's hands began to apply pressure involuntarily.
Waves of profound energy shone out from her palms.
It seemed to be flowing into Mu Sanshao's body continuously.
Everyone watched and couldn't help but continue to sigh.
Until a long time...
The little boy seemed to have suddenly taken his last breath and fainted on the spot.
It's as if there is no breath at all!
"Third brother...ah!!"
Mu Ningran finally stopped.
Her whole body was lying on Mu Sanshao's body.
A cry of grief came from his mouth!
"Third brother, it is my sister who is incompetent. My sister failed to save you..."
"Third brother, sister, I'm sorry for you..."
Mu Ningran's exquisite makeup had already been stained by tears.
Her little face turned pale.
The whole person seemed to have lost his soul.
The whole person was shrouded in tremendous grief.
The people around him saw Mu Ningran like this.
All of them couldn’t help but come forward to comfort them——
"Miss Mu, you have done enough, I don't blame you."
Mu Ningran shook his head in panic.
"No, it's because I'm not good at studying and that's why I didn't save my third brother."
"Miss Mu, don't blame yourself so much, you have already tried your best."
"Yes, Miss Mu, we see everything you do."
Everyone came one by one and kept comforting Mu Ningran.
After Yue Qingchen subdued the lion, she stood aside.
She watched all Mu Ningran's movements from the beginning to now.
I couldn't help but raised my eyebrows gently——
This Miss Mu...
It's quite interesting.
Not to mention that what she fed the little boy was flour.
Even the technique used to treat that young man was weird to the extreme!
That exercise was not treating him at all.
on the contrary……
Instead, he absorbed the true energy from the young man's body.
It's just that other people can't see all her actions clearly!
The crowd is still grieving.
In the distance, anxious sounds came one after another.
"What's going on? What happened?"
"Father!!" Mu Ningran turned around, looked at a tall figure walking from a distance, and lowered his head slightly. "Father, it was my daughter's lack of skills that prevented her from rescuing her brother."
The person who came was none other than Mu Ningran’s adoptive father: Mu Zhenjiang.
at the moment.
Mu Zhenjiang walked through the crowd and looked at the man who fell to the ground and seemed to have lost his breath.
The seven-foot-long body suddenly paused.
At this moment, Mu Zhenjiang's fingertips were getting cold.
He walked with legs that were like lead.
Come step by step.
Wait for Weiwei to squat on the ground.
He closed his eyes and his body trembled slightly.
Mu Zhenjiang asked: "What's going on? Isn't the young master recuperating in the yard? Why did he run out in good condition?"
"Yes... it's the young masters of the Nalan and Ming families. They invited the young master to fight with beasts. Then the young master brought out the lion that the eldest daughter had just contracted for him. Unexpectedly, just after the fight, the lion turned out to be...
He went crazy and wanted to bite the young master. The young master was frightened, and then the old disease relapsed."
"Damn it—" Mu Zhenjiang clenched his fists, gritted his teeth secretly, and let out a low growl.
"The Nalan family, the Ming family, I and you are irreconcilable..."
Mu Zhenjiang's eyes were cold.
Beside him, Mu Ningran's eyes quickly flashed with a proud light!
"Ningran, go back to the Mu family. From now on, you will only have one child." Mu Zhenjiang sighed.
"Well! Father, don't worry, I will definitely honor you. Don't worry too much."
Mu Zhenjiang let out a long sigh.
Immediately.
His hand moved slightly.
From the space he carried, a golden nanmu coffin was immediately released.
This fine golden nanmu coffin was made by Master Mu San once when he was almost incapacitated.
As a result, no one died that time.
This coffin was left idle.
All this time, he was thrown into a corner of his own space by Mu Zhenjiang.
At this moment, he looked at his son who had completely lost his breath.
Mu Zhenjiang took action and opened the coffin lid.
I want to put him in.
Yue Xiaoye kept tilting her head, watching all this.
Others may not be able to see it.
However, under the guidance of Yue Qingchen in the past two years, Yue Xiaoye, whose level of medicine and poisoning has already become unmatched by ordinary people, has already seen clearly.
I heard they wanted to customize a coffin.
Yue Xiaoye couldn't help but frown tightly.
Why throw this little brother into a coffin?
This little brother is obviously not dead!
"My little brother is not dead yet. Do you want to lock this little brother in a coffin?"
Yue Xiaoye's voice was clear and soft.
In this somewhat silent crowd, it suddenly seemed very abrupt.
As soon as the sound came out.
The people on the side could not help but turn their heads and look over.
When I saw that the person speaking was actually a little boy who looked about five years old.
The crowd was all stunned.
Mu Zhenjiang lowered his head and looked at the child.
Just think that he is ignorant.
Not prepared to pay attention.
Just keep taking action.
"You can't nail him into the coffin! If you really nail him into the coffin, he will really be dead!" Yue Xiaoye's eyes suddenly widened, she suddenly raised her steps and rushed forward.
He walked over and threw himself on the coffin.
This time, Mu Zhenjiang couldn't bear it anymore.
"Whose bastard! Do you have a tutor?" Mu Zhenjiang, who was already angry, couldn't help it and let out an angry curse!
Crowds of people are also pointing fingers——
The dead are the greatest.
This little kid is actually doing this to the deceased and the coffin!
There are really no rules!
Waves of accusations came from all around.
Yue Xiaoye lowered her head.
The little face was full of grievances.
but.
Even though he was aggrieved, he still didn't forget to lie down beside the coffin and kept telling him——
"You really can't nail him in the coffin!"
Mu Zhenjiang could no longer control himself.
It seemed that he wanted to pick up the child and teach him a lesson.
at this time.
From behind him, a white figure suddenly passed by.
A breath stopped Mu Zhenjiang from grabbing Yue Xiaoye's hand.
"Sir, you are already so old, but you are still so fussy with a child. Are you sorry?"
At this moment, Mu Zhenjiang's face turned red.
His eyes were almost filled with anger.
He stared at Yue Qingchen.
"Go away - he is disrespectful to my son! He needs to be taught a lesson!"
"Disrespectful? I think you are ungrateful!" Yue Qingchen's face showed a hint of ridicule.
Her voice was cold.
It crashed to the ground with a clang.
The aura emanating from his body was frightening.
Mu Zhenjiang has never seen this woman before.
I have never seen a woman with such a powerful aura.
His eyes narrowed.
That upright face with Chinese characters was full of anger.
"What do you mean?"
Yue Qingchen came slowly and pulled Yue Xiaoye away from the coffin.
"He is obviously saving your son, but you feel that he is disrespectful to you! Xiaoye, have you seen it? You have reminded me three times, but it only lasts three times. Since people don't accept your kindness, forget it."
When Mu Zhenjiang heard the sound, his eyes were about to split.
"Save my son? He's just a stupid kid! You actually said these things in such a high-sounding way!"
Yue Xiaoye's eyes were still filled with mist and water vapor.
At this time, Yue Qingchen lowered her head and looked at Xiao Ye.
"Xiaoye, do you understand? Not all the time, you need to be kind. In the future, you will still get points for doing good deeds. Although it is said that you should not neglect doing good deeds because they are small, but you must not involve yourself in it!"
Yue Xiaoye nodded thoughtfully. "I understand.",
Then, Yue Xiaoye sighed.
"Well, since you insist on nailing this little brother to a coffin and suffocating him to death, I won't say anything more."
"Dad, Mom, let's go..."
Yue Xiaoye held Yue Qingchen's hand.
Long Qianmo dragged Long Sijue.
The four of them seemed to be leaving.
among the crowd.
When Mu Ningran heard this little kid talking.
His whole body was already soaked with cold sweat.
That kid was right——
Young Master Mu San is indeed not dead yet.
In full public view, she did not dare to kill Third Master Mu rashly.
He just used a trick to make Master Mu San pretend to be dead and fall asleep.
It looks like that...
As if already dead.
She didn't expect...
My own methods were exposed by a child...
Mu Ningran felt like needles pricking his back.
She looked at the little guy who looked as beautiful as a New Year painting doll in astonishment.
Thought...
Maybe, it's just a coincidence.
Yue Qingchen and Long Sijue were about to leave with their two children.
At this time, Mu Zhenjiang was unyielding!
"stop!!"
Yue Qingchen paused quietly.
"Do you have anything else to do, Your Excellency?"
"This little brat, you soiled my son's coffin! You soiled my son's coffin, and you want to leave like this?" Mu Zhenjiang looked at a small handprint on the coffin, and his expression changed with shock.
The coffin was stained with other dirty things.
This is a bad sign!
Long Sijue turned his head and looked at Mu Zhenjiang, who seemed unwilling to give up.
"So...what do you want?"
"You should know the tradition of our sanctuary. If the coffin is soiled, it will delay the reincarnation of the buried person! To eliminate this, you need to sprinkle a bowl of blood on the coffin to eliminate it!"
"Oh?" Long Sijue's brows moved slightly, and the look in his eyes became increasingly cold. "So... you want my son's blood?"
"Yes!" Mu Zhenjiang squinted his eyes and looked at the people in front of him.
Although looking at their appearance, each of them looks like an unusual person.
However, Mu Zhenjiang continued talking!
"If you don't leave a bowl of blood, you can never leave!!"
Angry sounds swept across all directions.
While speaking, Mu Zhenjiang had already stood up and walked forward.
Long Sijue looked at Mu Zhenjiang walking towards him and couldn't help but curl his lips coldly.
In those eyes, a few golden waves overflowed——
"You want my son's blood at your request? Get out of here -"