The little girl stared at her.

Mo Ling'er glared at her with disgust: "Don't call me sister, I don't have a sister!"

Mo Ling'er couldn't stay anymore, so she held the pillow, threw the little torn child down, and ran straight out.

I don’t know if it was her illusion, but the child stared at her just now and felt a little panicked.

Shaking his head, Mo Ling'er knocked on Mu Qianqian's door.

The door opens.

Mo Ling'er held the pillow and looked at her sister-in-law pitifully.

"Little sister-in-law, Ling'er is not used to sleeping in the same room with strangers!"

"Come in!"

"Hehe, it's better for my sister-in-law!" Mo Ling'er was overjoyed and immediately flashed in and closed the door.

Mo Ling'er held her pillow and climbed onto her sister-in-law's bed.

After a while, I woke up.

Mu Qianqian's nose wings scented and smelled a faint smell of blood.

His eyes looked thoughtfully at the wall.

Mr. Yun sent someone to check the origin of the little girl that day.

Unfortunately, after searching through the entire Imperial Academy, I couldn't find anyone who abandoned the child.

After all, there are only a few couples in Imperial College.

Even fewer have children.

Query it one by one.

Mr. Yun, who had always been suspicious, couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

This is strange. Could that child come out of nowhere?

Look at that look and dressing, it doesn’t look like an ordinary child.

The next day, Mu Qianqian went to the Dan Temple.

Without a few senior brothers, the Dan Palace was quiet and extremely cold.

Passing through the first floor of the hall, heading straight to her alchemy room.

With a thought, I took out the Panlong Pill.

The golden dragon pill was lying in the palm of his hand, and a trace of heat came from him.

As the Panlong Pill was taken out, the spiritual energy around him rioted.
Chapter completed!