"Chu Mu!" Xie Ye's voice was so tense that it changed its tone. "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Chu Mu shook his head slowly.
No, he feels comfortable everywhere.
"How is this possible?!" Jie Ye's voice was even louder than before. "How could a perfectly healthy person suddenly start coughing up blood?"
He grabbed Chu Mu and squeezed him all over.
Chu Mu really wanted to get rid of him.
But when I looked up inadvertently, I met eyes that were understanding and filled with concern and worry.
thump.
My heart seemed to be beating a beat slower than usual.
This is a feeling I haven't felt in a long time.
Chu Mu softened his heart.
"I'm fine," he gestured, "Really, I'm not lying to you."
Jie still seemed a little unconvinced: "I'll carry you."
He was born with brute force and could run very fast even with Chu Mu in his arms.
「Although, you're really making a big deal out of nothing. It's just a little vomit of blood...」
Chu Mu's complaints completely disappeared after the four of them stepped into the main hall of Futian Temple.
[Hiss—my head hurts! ]
A sudden and sharp pain penetrated Chu Mu's head.
Then, it was as if all the strength in my body was drained away, and I became completely limp.
"Little mute!" Jie Ye's face turned pale with nervousness, "What's wrong with you?"
Chu Mulian had lost all the strength to shake his head. He felt as if someone was drilling at him with a drill, starting with his head and then his body.
This kind of pain is like being tortured to death.
"This won't do. We need to leave here." Lin Zhao guessed that it was the palace that was causing the trouble. "Xiaoye, you and Chu Mu go out first. Lu Yan and I will go into the palace to get the medicine."
The ultimate goal of their trip is to get the medicine that can cure Jie Ye's disease. Now that they have arrived in the temple, they must not return empty-handed.
Jie also nodded, picked up Chu Mu and turned to leave.
Bang bang bang.
There were continuous loud bangs, and the bronze doors that were originally open were all closed one by one.
"Damn it," Jie also spat, "I don't care if you're the Hidden King or the Lord of the Flies. If you dare to touch my people, I'll kill any god I meet or any Buddha I meet!"
A powerful aura exploded from Jie Ye, accompanied by a faint flash of white light, and rushed straight towards the tightly closed bronze doors.
Buzz, buzz, buzz.
The dull sound filled the entire temple hall.
In Chu Mu's hazy vision, he seemed to see a pure white broadsword struggling with some invisible object.
Snap——
Like the sound of an egg cracking.
"The door is open!" Jie Ye's brows lit up with joy, and he ran out holding Chu Mu.
Chu Mu looked up at the giant white sword floating above Jie Ye's head——
The Sword of Judgment.
The divine weapon of the main god Fan Ji.
【Why are you here? 】
Jie was also slightly startled: "Little mute, are you feeling better now?"
Chu Mu took two deep breaths and found that the pain all over his limbs was subsiding rapidly.
"Much better," Chu Mu was too lazy to gesture and just lip-synched, "Put me down."
"No!" Jie refused flatly, "Let's talk about it after we get out."
As he spoke, one of his legs had already stepped out of the hall.
…
"Solution!"
Outside the door, at the foot of the golden steps, the disheveled old lady Jie looked at the two people running out in surprise.
"Why are you here?"
Jie also tilted his mouth: "I was just wondering how you got here!"
{Mumu, the plot force of the plane is trying to set things right again, and it has arranged a new role for the heroine.}
Chu Mu patted Jie Ye's chest and signaled him to let him go with his eyes.
Xie also looked at him carefully——
The little mute's complexion has returned to normal, and he seems to be in good spirits...
The heavy stone in Jie Ye's heart fell to the ground.
"Can you do it?"
【nonsense.】
Chu Mu glared at him and jumped down.
【Old Eight, give me the information.】
{Just now, at the edge of the cliff, Xibe was hiding behind another rock and was almost discovered by the corpse flies. Lin Zhao rushed over and helped her get rid of the corpse flies.}
[…Okay, it really is a world dominated by heroines.]
Chu Mu counted the people still following the old woman—
The once spectacular team now only has a few sparse individuals left.
Of course the male protagonist of the plane must be there, and the heroine's predecessor, the Taoist priest, is also there.
Although the heroine's grandson, the man in sunglasses, looks miserable, at least he is not dead because of the protagonist's halo.
The only one still alive is the professor with glasses, who is unconditionally trusted by the heroine.
——It seems that there is a problem with the plot power. Although it has not collapsed for the time being, the opposing team is very old and ugly, which is obviously not the best configuration.
Chu Mu raised his eyebrows playfully.
[If we kill them, will the big guy be able to succeed in taking over? ]
Jie was also moved by what he heard - the little mute really knew I wanted to seize power! I told you, how could my wife be a useless crybaby! I was so moved, the little mute really loves me!
…
"It's great that you're still alive." The old Taoist rolled his eyes and adopted the tone of a kind elder. "We've been worried for a long time."
Jie Ye said with a forced smile, "Really? I saw that it was you who led the man being chased by the corpse flies to our hiding place."
The old Taoist's face darkened, and he angrily said, "That must be a misunderstanding! How could I, a cultivator, do something so detrimental to my virtue?"
[Those who specialize in digging up people's ancestral graves truly have immense merit.]
Jie also heard a muffled laugh: If the little mute could speak, he would surely make these old guys so angry that they would swallow quick-acting heart pills.
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