She is... dead! Dead! Dead...

These two words echoed in everyone's minds over and over again, hitting everyone's hearts hard again and again.

Shinichi felt a chill in his heart. It was as if all his strength had been sucked out in an instant, and he could no longer support his thoughts. This sense of helplessness made his rational mind, which had an IQ of 180, begin to fail.

He got up, clearly knowing that all the evidence proved that the life of the man who called him brother a few hours ago was already disappearing, but he still stubbornly refused to believe this fact!

"Impossible, my sister can't die like this. She can even destroy monsters. How could she die so easily?"

Shinichi said, quickly laying the person in his arms flat, raising his chin, and performing artificial respiration over and over again according to the first aid method.

The gentleman doctor clenched his fists and turned his head aside: "It's useless, she has already..."

"No!" Kikumaru interrupted loudly and said while wiping his eyes vigorously: "You must have done the wrong test. Murong is so powerful, she must not... not..."

The next words were stuck in my throat and I couldn't say them out.

Yagyu took a few steps forward and whispered: "Dad is the best doctor in Kanagawa. There is no way he can be wrong. Murong..."

"I don't believe it!" Fuji's icy blue eyes looked back straight: "I don't believe it, I don't believe that Murong would just die like this! She said she wouldn't die, she couldn't die! She was a person who never knew how to die.

A girl who gives up easily will do everything she says. So, she will definitely not die like this!"

"But..." The rest of Yagyu's words disappeared in Fuji's firm eyes, and he frowned slightly.

The quarrel here finally alarmed Chang Yuyan, who had been immersed in the spiritual consciousness just now. She stood up a little unsteadily, frowning and looking at the crowd. Dead? Who is dead?

But when her eyes fell on the figure covered in blood, her eyes widened immediately, she waved away the people around her and ran forward.

"Nine! How are you?" He raised his hand to touch the side of Murong's neck, and his face suddenly became as cold as the twelfth lunar month in winter.

"What's going on?" This sentence added some internal force and rushed directly into everyone's mind.

Several people in the crowd trembled and whispered: "This... we don't know either. We just felt a white light flash in our heads... and then... we saw that young lady... covered with..."

The last word "blood" was forced back by two eyes that looked like substance. Chang Yuyan thought about it for a moment and guessed that the White Dragon God must have washed away their memory. Yes, the White Dragon God

It is an ancient dragon god, with the appearance of a dragon soul. It has been a blessing for mortals to see him for several generations, so how can he have the right to leave memories?

Just now, the White Dragon God left an order in his mind to "protect the life of the successor to the Dragon Soul". Did he already know what would happen now?

He lowered his head and looked at the person in the pool of blood. At this moment, Murong Jiu's breath was gone, but her soul was still alive, so she was not dead. The only solution now was to save her life first, and then go back to Changbai Mountain to ask Mr. Zhang to come out.

Now, her body can no longer carry her soul. If she leaves it alone, her soul will leave her body before long, and she will be truly dead by then. For an ordinary person, her soul will be separated from her body as long as she is seducing her soul.

Before the messenger takes away the soul

Just recover it. But the problem is that she is now the heir of the dragon soul, and the dragon soul resides in her soul. If her soul leaves the body, the dragon soul will separate from her soul on its own. There is no inheritance of the dragon soul.

, no one can tell what changes will occur.

Chang Yuyan knew very well that Mr. Zhang asked her to inform Murong Jiu about Changbai Mountain. The reason was not only that her patron saint was the Nine-tailed Fox Fairy, the ancestor of all fox fairies, but more importantly, she was the only one in the world.

One inherited the dragon soul, too

The only person qualified to accommodate the dragon soul. The dragon soul chooses its master and lives by its bloodline. The Murong clan of the Dayan royal family back then is now the only one left. No matter what, no accident can happen to the dragon soul at this juncture.

,otherwise……

The only solution now is to save Murong Jiu's life at all costs, and wait until Mr. Zhang is told everything before making a decision.

Having made up her mind, Chang Yuyan leaned down and covered Murong's lips with her lips. She completely ignored the gasping sounds around her and concentrated on transferring the life elixir into Murong's body.

A golden light flashed where the two lips met, Murong's throat moved, and the inner elixir entered the body.

Chang Yuyan straightened up with some exhaustion, her face turned pale. She glanced at everyone present coldly, and said with soul-stirring power: "Take good care of her, if I find that she is missing one when I come back."

Hairless, I want all of you... to be buried with you!" After saying that, he turned into a giant python and flew away.

After she left, Shinichi hurried back to Murong. When he clearly saw her slightly rising chest, he reached out his hand in disbelief. When his trembling fingers really felt the faint warmth under his nose.

When the air flowed out, he suddenly felt the urge to cry. He fell to the ground, raised his head to prevent tears from flowing down, and just repeated over and over again: "It's great, it's great..."

The Atobe family's car finally arrived. The driver was sweating coldly when he drove the luxury sedan to the hospital. His heart was so frightened that he beat so many times faster. This was probably the craziest drive in this poor driver's life.

Not only was he severely overloaded, speeding, and running through a red light, but more importantly, none of the people sitting in a huddle behind him could afford to offend him...

The best doctors in Tokyo have gathered at Tokyo General Hospital, and the major media have made various speculations. Some say that the old man of a certain consortium is terminally ill, others say that the prince of another prince has been transferred to Japan for treatment, and the most outrageous one is that the Onmyoji family

Which lady got pregnant out of wedlock...

The frequent appearances of major figures from major families in the hospital further deepened the speculations of these reporters. In order to get the most accurate truth and grab first-hand news, major media outlets used all kinds of means to rely on connections.

, playing tricks, playing lurking, working as an agent...all kinds of things

There are all kinds of ways, and they are endless. But everything in the outside world has nothing to do with the person sleeping in the most luxurious ward in the entire Tokyo General Hospital. No matter how much the reporters outside make a fuss, and the people who frequently visit are anxious inside, she is still just

Asleep.

Conan carefully looked left and right, made sure no one was around, and then carefully got out from behind the large flowerpot decorated by the corridor, and quickly ran into the special ward.

After carefully closing the door, he breathed a sigh of relief. Since he suddenly turned back to Conan ten days ago, he can no longer visit her as brother Ziyun. However, he still feels uneasy if he doesn't come to see her. He pushed

Glasses looked back at the hospital bed, but suddenly he was stunned!

I saw that the quilt on the bed had been lifted, the shoes were still beside the bed, but the person was gone.

Conan's first reaction was: Someone must have taken Ziyun away! He rushed out the door, and before he could say "doctor", he heard a familiar voice coming from behind him.

"Who is it?"

Although the voice was not clear and sounded weak, it made Conan startled. When he turned around, he saw Ziyun walking out of the kitchen wearing a loose hospital gown and chewing a cucumber.

Several black lines hung from the head: "Why don't you wear shoes?"

I was stunned: "I just woke up and I was too hungry, so I didn't pay attention..." I handed him another cucumber in my hand: "Want to eat it? It tastes pretty good!"

"...No need! When did you wake up?" Conan put his hands in his pockets and followed Murong to sit on the bed.

"Just now! I felt so hungry when I woke up, but there was nothing in the kitchen. I only found this to eat!" I stared at the cucumber in my hand with some dissatisfaction, and bit into it hard.

The corner of Conan's mouth twitched: "You have been sleeping for almost half a month, so of course you will be hungry. Your stomach has not eaten for a long time, so you can only eat something easy to digest first, and you can't eat too much.

I'll go out and find someone to bring some food over. You have a good rest here and don't run around!"

After saying these words in the tone of a big brother, Conan snatched all my cucumbers from my hand and walked out of the door ignoring my protests.

Looking at the door that was gently closed, I lowered my head and smiled. This feeling is not bad! I really didn’t know before that Kudo Shinichi is not only a good detective, but also a good brother! It’s a pity that he is not a good brother.

A competent boyfriend, poor Xiaolan...

Conan went directly to the front desk of the hospital to find a nurse. Ten minutes later, a variety of light and easy-to-digest foods suitable for post-illness recovery were delivered to the room. He was just accompanying him, and...

I looked at the various kinds of food in front of me and swallowed with greed. But when I looked up, I saw some twenty handsome guys standing in front of me and staring at me without blinking. I really couldn't eat.

Suddenly, a burst of "gurgle" broke the awkward atmosphere in the room. All the handsome guys had an imperceptible smile in their eyes, but I was embarrassed to death.

A spoonful of white porridge was put to his mouth. Conan smiled sweetly and said, "Sister Murong, this is delicious!"

I was moved in my heart. Sure enough, my brother was reliable at the critical moment! I opened my mouth, swallowed the porridge, and said with a satisfied smile: "It's delicious, I want more!"

Conan smiled and was about to feed the second spoon, but suddenly felt a chill behind his back. Looking back, he smiled bitterly in his heart: It's over, I don't know if I can get through by pretending to be cute later. This sister of mine will really give it.
Chapter completed!