"You can go." Rong Qing stood up and disappeared from the place as soon as she moved.

Fusu put his hands behind his back, looked at the place where the man in scarlet clothes disappeared, and suddenly chuckled.

Really, he really wanted to teach this heartless person a lesson.

However, it’s no wonder he left like this.

After all, the four words he just said were——

The art of courting women.

**

Wanling Continent, Mu Family.

Because of Jun Muqian, Fufeng suppressed the spiritual root's rejection of her on Mu Zhi's behalf.

So soon, Mu Zhi woke up.

But because the spiritual root rejection is too harmful to the body, until now, she can only lie in bed.

"Xiao Zhi, are you feeling better today?" Wen Ningrui looked at her daughter, feeling distressed, and said in a soft voice, "What do you want to eat, mother go and cook it for you?"

Hearing these words, the girl on the bed moved and then opened her eyes.

She has a very beautiful face, with willow eyebrows and apricot eyes, red lips and snow-white skin.

Even without any decoration, she still looks beautiful.

However, the girl's eyes were extremely inconsistent with her face.

It's like two things were put together, completely destroying the sense of harmony.

"Mother..." Mu Zhi moved her lips, her voice a little hoarse.

"Mom is here, she is here." Wen Ningrui quickly helped her up, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

"Much better." Mu Zhi smiled softly, "Mom, did Young Master Fu save me?"

"Yes." Wen Ningrui smiled and patted her back, "You were asleep at that time. I don't know, when you get better and can get out of bed, we will go to Fujia to thank Mr. Fusan."

"I know." Mu Zhi lowered her eyes and hesitated, "But mother, why did I hear Daddy say that Master Fusan didn't want to save me at first?"

"Listen to your father's nonsense." Wen Ningrui's face darkened, but her tone was still gentle, "You are so obedient, how could Master Fusan not want to save you?"

After a pause, he stretched out his hand and scratched her nose: "Maybe I even want you to be my sister-in-law."

"Mom, you're teasing me again." Mu Zhi whispered, "Besides, I don't like that Fusu. I heard that he is very romantic and has many confidantes."

"Okay, if you don't like it, don't like it." Wen Ningrui was helpless, "But you can't let Mr. Fu San hear this. If he hears you talking about his brother like this, he won't treat you at all.

"

"If it's not cured, it won't be cured." Mu Zhi's eyes flickered, "In this world, is it possible for him to become a spiritual master?"

"But he is the only one left." Wen Ningrui sighed, "Xiao Zhi, be obedient. Your grandfather has already sent people to the Spiritual Clan. Maybe they can find a way to cure you."

At this point, Wen Ningrui felt very regretful.

If I had known earlier, I should have waited for that stinky girl to become a spiritual sect and take away the spiritual roots and veins together.

In this way, her Xiaozhi would not suffer such torture at all.

"Grandpa is so kind to me." Mu Zhi raised her head and smiled softly, "But mother, I heard that those people from the Spiritual Tribe are very difficult to get along with. What if..."

"It doesn't matter." Wen Ningrui comforted her, "Xiaozhi, you have to believe that you will become more and more powerful. When the time comes, the spirit tribe will all respect you."

"My mother is just talking nonsense." Mu Zhi smiled, but her face was extremely pale, "I know my current physical condition, I am afraid that I will not be able to break through to the Spiritual King within a year."

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Wen Ningrui's expression changed, and her voice was sharp: "What did you say?"

Mu Zhi trembled in shock, her face turned a little pale, and she said in a weak voice: "Mother..."

Seeing this scene, Wen Ningrui realized that she had gone too far.

She calmed down her emotions and softened her tone a bit: "Xiao Zhi, Mom didn't mean it, she was just worried about you."

"It took a lot of effort for you to reach your current level. It's too late for others to envy you. If you stop now, you will definitely be caught up by other direct descendants. By then, your status will be in jeopardy."

"I know." Mu Zhi's eyes darkened, and she took a deep breath, "But mother, don't worry, they will never surpass me."

A cold light flashed across the pupils covered by eyelashes.

"That's right." Wen Ningrui finally smiled again, "A Muying has already stepped on your head, but you can't let a second one appear."

"Brother Mu Ying..." Mu Zhi's expression changed, and she smiled sadly, "He has always ignored me."

"Ignore him, ignore him. Never mind him." Wen Ningrui said disdainfully, "Just wait, one day he will come to curry favor with you, as long as you are better than him."

"Mom, don't say that." Mu Zhi sighed, "Brother Mu Ying may have some difficulties. I don't blame him."

The nails dug into the skin, and it hurt when pinched.

Wen Ningrui was about to say something, when another voice came out: "Who is not to blame?"

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Happy Lantern Festival~ My dears, remember to eat glutinous rice balls and Yuanxiao (づ￣3￣)づ╭

[I still can’t tell the difference between Yuanxiao and Tangyuan]

There will be prizes for the new round of messages~the reward for guessing the correct question will be doubled~

Question: Who is the voice?
Chapter completed!