Mu Qingqian immediately came to the bedside and found that Na Wuyue's aura was already very weak.

Lan Ge cried into tears, and was very sad.

Like a homeless child.

Tears make people feel distressed.

"Sister Mu, is he still saved?"

Mu Qingqian had a calm face. No one knew better than her. Na Wuyue’s situation at this time was particularly bad.

"I can keep him for the last breath."

"What about after you keep it?"

Mu Qingqian pursed her lips and refused to speak.

"Just spending so much time? Then wait for death?"

Fengliu said on the side, "Lan Ge, you should know how serious the repeated rupture of the heart meridian is.

If Qingqian hadn't had her excellent medical skills, Na Wuyue would have died long ago.

I can't even save my last breath."

Lan Ge knows.

I understand from the bottom of my heart.

If Sister Mu hadn't maintained Namoyue's life, he would have died long ago.

But she wanted Namoyue to survive.

Na Wuyue, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened her eyes. Even though the breath was weak, he still tugged his lips and smiled.

"Xiao Qingqian, you are here too. I just dreamed of you and thought it was fake. It turned out to be a dream."

"Don't talk, have a good rest."

Nan Wuyue smiled slightly, "Xiao Qingqian, how is your body?"

"Just better than you."

"Xiao Qingqian, do you remember that you gave me three gifts when you were in the Nether City?"

Mu Qingqian frowned. For some reason, this kid was going to mention this matter at this critical moment.

"The first gift is a piece of white rice porridge, the second gift is Xixue's life, and the third gift is you took me out of the Mingcheng.

I remember all of these.”

"What are you doing when you say this?"

"You have given me so many gifts, and I want to give you one too, so I can exchange gifts."

"What gifts are not gifts? Just take care of your health and wait until you are healed."

"Xiao Qingqian, I know that you have excellent medical skills and are better than Shen Ran. Even if you can rejuvenate with great skills, you can't revive the dead, right?

My heart vein was broken for the first time, and there were still Flower God Tears to repair it.

This is the second time, I'm afraid I'm unable to turn the world back."

"I thought of a solution! Soul-catching bell! Yes, Soul-catching bell!"

Everyone was very surprised.

"Little beauty, did you get the soul-catching bell?" Feng Liu's face changed and colorful, and she was extremely surprised.

Yun Yehuang was as motionless as a mountain, as if he had thought of it for a long time.

"You girl is going to go against the will of heaven? The soul-catching bell is a treasure of the Netherworld. Its existence is almost the same as the heart of the Netherworld."

The reason why the city of Nether has stood for thousands of years has not escaped without creatures, and it is entirely relied on the soul-catching bell.

Now, the soul-catching bell actually ran to the little girl.

This thing has a very powerful force, especially evil power, which is difficult for ordinary people to suppress and can only become a puppet of the soul-catching bell.

But she actually conquered the soul-catching bell.

Mu Qingqian was about to leave, and Na Wuyue spoke weakly, "Xiao Qingqian."

"Well? You should recover from the wound first, I'll study the soul-catching bell..."

"Come here."

Mu Qingqian stood in front of him.

Namo Yue Fengshen's handsome face was so pale at this moment, "Can I ask you a question?"

Mu Qingqian looked at his eyes. He was clearly smiling, but there was sadness in his eyes.

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ps: Let’s update one chapter in advance, there are three chapters today.

I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, lots of mooncakes and good luck.
Chapter completed!