Mu Qingqian's hand touched the seven-leaf lotus. Before she could pick it, the seven-leaf lotus had already loosened the soil and slid directly into her palm.

Mu Qingqian: ""

Yun Yehuang: ""

"I'm not destined to be with it." Mu Qingqian looked at the man beside him and sneered.

Yun Yehuang narrowed his eyes slightly.

"But it's very destined!"

""

Mu Qingqian directly picked a leaf of the seven-leaf lotus and swallowed it. He felt that his body became much lighter in an instant.

But because her injuries were too serious before, she could not recover for a while.

My body became soft.

Yun Yehuang caught her.

She fell into his arms, and before she fell into a coma, she held up her last bit of strength, "What's your name?"

"Yun Ye Emperor."

Ten days later.

When Mu Qingqian woke up, she was in a room surrounded by red sandalwood, unique and elegant.

The door opened and Uncle Yin walked in from outside.

Holding a cup of medicine soup in his hand, seeing Mu Qingqian awaken, Uncle Yin smiled relaxedly, "Miss, are you awake? The soup is just ready."

Mu Qingqian looked at Uncle Yin who was approaching. His eyes were filled with faint bloodshots. It was obvious that he had not had a good sleep these days.

"How long have I been sleeping?"

"Ten days."

Mu Qingqian's brain circulated for a while, remembering the scene before he fell into a coma in the purple shirt forest:

May I have your name?

Yun Ye Emperor.

Yun Ye Emperor?

Who is that guy?

Never heard of it!

“Where is this place?”

"Located City."

Mu Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, "Luocheng?"

"Miss, don't you remember? Luocheng is only three hundred miles away from the capital, and it is a city next to the capital." Uncle Yin said, while scooping the soup into a white porcelain bowl.

"So in less than a day, we can return to the capital?"

"Yes." Uncle Yin was filled with joy in his conversation and finally came home. "Miss, I'm still very good at treating us from heaven."

Uncle Yin brought the soup bowl to Mu Qingqian, but she didn't feel it was hot and drank it all.

No matter what she wants to do next, she needs a strong and good body.

Not to mention that the Dapu soup in front of her, she would drink it without hesitation even if it was a bitter medicine.

"The snow-capped mountains are thousands of miles away from the capital. How did we get to Luocheng?" Her memory only stayed at that sentence: Yun Yehuang.

"It's strange to say. I saw the young lady in this inn seven days ago."

"Um?"

"Ten days ago, I learned that the eldest lady went to Zishanlin, and the purple silk forest fell apart overnight, and it was destroyed without even the scum. The monsters, human race, and various spiritual cultivators inside all died of life and their souls were scattered. I thought you, Miss, had also encountered an unexpected accident. At that time, I had the heart to die."

"later?"

"I was too exhausted at that time, which caused me to lose my energy and fainted. When I woke up again, it was seven days ago that I was already in Luocheng, and there was a leaf next to me." Uncle Yin took out a green leaf from his arms, "Miss, look."

Mu Qingqian's eyes fell on the small and thin leaves. Uncle Yin preserved them well, and the leaves were even green. There were a few words on the lines: No. 8, Fenglou.

The name of this inn is her room.

In other words, after she fell into a coma from Zishanlin, someone brought her to Luocheng overnight.

That person is

Yun Ye Emperor?

Can a person who has no spiritual energy travel thousands of miles in a few days?
Chapter completed!