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46 Yun Zaichun was injured, Mu Qian raised his vest

In view of Ning Jingsheng's concern for Mu Qian, she had lunch at Ning's house and then had dinner.

During this period, Ning Jingsheng talked to her a lot and showed her many albums and photos, as well as the amusement park he built for Mu Qian behind the manor many years ago.

Mu Qian finally understood why she didn't have much about the Yun family in her memory, but so much about the Ning family.

In Ning Jingsheng's heart, his sister has never left, she has always been there.

When sending her to the car, Ning Jingsheng asked people to stuff a lot of things into the car. She had enough food and clothing to fill the trunk.

Ning Jin didn't forget to joke on the way to send her back. His father was always strict with him, but he didn't have so many demands on Mu Qian.

"Does uncle not like my father?" Mu Qian approached Ning Jin and asked in a low voice while watching the servants moving things home.

She listened to Ning Jingsheng talking to her about Ning Xi's past, but when Yun Jingyu was mentioned, his face turned bad.

But due to Mu Qian's presence, Ning Jingsheng said nothing.

"Dad raised my aunt since she was a child. The elder brother is like the father. Have you ever seen any father-in-law who likes his son-in-law?" Ning Jin smiled and rubbed Mu Qian's head.

What's more, in Ning Jingsheng's heart, Yun Jingyu failed to take good care of Ning Xi and Mu Qian.

Not a good husband, nor a good father.

"You go back and have a good rest. Brother is leaving now." Ning Jin said goodbye to Mu Qian.

After seeing Ning Jin off, Mu Qian turned around and entered the door. The servants moved things in front of her. Mu Qian knelt down and tied her shoelaces before looking up.

Half of the figures in front were gone. This servant of the Yun family was really fast.

As the sky darkened, the entire Yun family lit up lamps, and the incandescent lamps illuminated the pavilions, waterside pavilions, and corridors.

The yard where she lives is very close to Yun Yuwei's Yuhuayuan, separated by a bamboo forest.

Mu Qian groped forward, and after five minutes, she stopped.

"Lost." She concluded.

The Yun family was really scary. She didn't remember the exact way back, not to mention she didn't come back to sleep last night.

Thinking of this, Mu Qian sat on the corridor, waiting for the passing servant to give her directions.

The lights on the corridor illuminated the boardwalk underfoot. Between the light and shadow, the dark red spots on the ground attracted Mu Qian's attention.

She knelt down and sniffed the smell carefully.

"Blood stains."

And it was still the freshest blood stain, spreading bit by bit to the end of the corridor.

This blood stain is not the blood of ordinary people, but blood with spiritual energy.

Mu Qian walked lightly and followed the blood stains. The blood stains finally disappeared in front of the yard next to the bamboo forest.

She recognized it. This courtyard seemed to be Yun Zaichun's courtyard.

There was so much blood, it must have been a wound that was not treated in time, and it was very serious.

With this thought in mind, she pushed open the courtyard door, and the people waiting at the door reacted and stepped forward to stop her from moving forward.

"Second Miss, why are you here?"

It was Fang Qi, the secretary who had been following Yun Zaichun. Yun Zaichun was the only one of the children in the Yun family who was engaged in business and was responsible for managing the family's cultural industry.

So the secretary he brought with him also stayed with him for a long time.

Mu Qian had a keen sense of smell and smelled the vague smell of blood on his body. If Fang Qi hadn't been injured, he would have been alone in this yard.

"Where's my brother?"

Fang Qi looked back and said, "Sir, you have already rested. You should go back and rest early."

If the trauma is caused by spiritual power, it cannot be treated in an ordinary hospital. Most of the doctors who treat spiritual beings gather in Sundanese.

Yun Zaichun was injured and refused to go to Sunda, but chose to come back here.

Unless he doesn't have time to go to Sunda.

"Let me go in and take a look. Maybe I can help."

Fang Qi understood what she meant, and when he was in trouble, Mu Qian passed him directly and walked to the door.

"Second Miss!"

Before Fang Qi had time to stop him, Mu Qian had already opened the door.

What Mu Qian saw when he walked in was a dying man lying on the bed, and the strong smell of blood could not be dissipated from the tip of his nose.

Yun Zaichun's face was pale, and his whole body was covered with light blue spiritual energy. The spiritual energy was also very weak due to his weakness, and he was working hard to deliver it to the wound.

He is healing himself, but for people who have been injured, no matter how they use their spiritual power to heal themselves, it is just a futile effort to fill the well with snow.

The wound on his chest was still bleeding out, almost staining the entire bed.

"How did it get hurt?" Mu Qian asked.

Fang Qi looked worried, "Sir, he was attacked outside the city."

This time the injury was more serious, and the husband didn’t want the old man to know, so he quietly returned here alone.

"Who was hurt?"

Fang Qi thought for a while, when Mr. was besieged, in addition to the spirits, there were countless resentful spirits.

This wound was specifically caused by a wraith spirit, and it was obvious that it was not man-made.

"The blood from the wound is black, and there are claw marks on the wound. Was it caused by a bird?"

If he was injured by an ordinary vengeful spirit, it would not be as serious as this. The person who injured him was a species between vengeful spirits and monsters, a demon spirit.

"Yes." Fang Qi nodded, "Demon spirits are extremely rare, and there are only a few ghost birds. Wounds caused by demon spirits are difficult to heal."

If he hadn't escaped by chance, it would have been a miracle that Yun Zaichun could have saved his life.

Mu Qian rubbed his eyes. The little monsters that used to be everywhere in Wuzhou Continent are now the fear in the hearts of the spirits here.

If this is the future of thousands of years, then the development of this future is too weak.

Thinking about this, she opened her palms and Fang Qi stared at the lavender elixir floating in Mu Qian's palms with wide eyes.

She flipped her wrist and slowly transferred the elixir into Yun Zaichun's body. The moment the light blue spiritual energy envelope came into contact with the elixir, purple light suddenly appeared.

The whole room flashed with purple light, and the people who were so bright almost didn't open their eyes.

Fang Qi blinked and watched as the elixir entered Yun Zaichun's body, and the wound that was still bleeding began to slowly heal.

Only then did he remember the very exciting news that came from Sunda in the morning.

A spirit person wearing a red gardenia mask broke into the place where spirits were gathered alone, and singled out the two main teams, Chai Bu Mie Ren and Sha Feng, and both teams were defeated by her.

No one knows her origins, except that her aura is a rare dark purple color and she is very powerful.

Shu Ling Chu couldn't find her origin, so he could only call her by the codename Hong Zhi.

Now the Lingxu ranking has changed. Hongzhi, who defeated the two major home teams, jumped to fourth place in the Lingxu ranking, occupying the position of Qiuyue Rong, the home team of Shafeng.

Purple aura?!

Fang Qi's jaw almost dropped in shock. Could that Hong Zhi be the Mu Qian in front of him?

But when he saw the second young lady for the first time, he didn't feel the presence of spiritual energy from her at all.

Unless, he can't find out.

Inscrutable...


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