When Duan Yazhen and Mu Xianji entered the room with anxiety and anxiety, they saw Wang Yu's face pale, but they were standing in front of the bed in a neat manner.

And their baby daughter had already sat up. Although she was skinny and skinny, her deep eyes were extremely bright. Her originally dim and pale face also returned to a trace of blood. She stared at them in a daze.

"Mom, dad..."

Wow, he choked and cried:

"I thought I could never wake up again, woo..."

"Good daughter, don't cry, don't cry, just wake up, just wake up..."

The family of three hugged each other tightly, saying that they didn't cry or cry, but they couldn't control themselves. That was crying with joy, happiness, excitement, and a lifetime after the disaster...

In fact, the couple was already desperate.

Too desperate to numb.

In the hospital, I just have a life, and my daughter's vitality is getting weaker and weaker, and I'm afraid there will be not many days to live.

To put it bluntly, I am waiting for death.

Duan Yazhen never expected that when she met Wang Yu, she actually woke up her daughter in such a short time.

And her complexion has obviously recovered surprisingly!

This is a miracle!

Wang Yu looked at the three people crying with joy, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and turned around and left quietly.

When the three of them were excited and wanted to thank Wang Yu, they found that Wang Yu had left at some point.

"Mom, is that little brother really your student?"

"Well, I used to be, now I am a student in the genius class. Thanks to him... Wait until you get better, let's thank you in person... Qingqing, what's going on?"

"If my little brother hadn't woken me up, I wouldn't know what was going on."

Mu Wanjing frowned and said, "I always thought it was in a nightmare and dreamed of a little girl with a terrifying appearance and blood-red eyes, biting my neck wildly, sucking it on me,

I want to wake up,

Want to wake up desperately

But I can't wake up no matter how much,

I hear you call again and again, and I hear you crying...

But no matter how hard I struggled, it was useless, and it became weaker and weaker...

I feel like I'm going to die...

But I really don't want to die.

I've been holding on, holding on...

But in the end I couldn't hold on and didn't know when I lost consciousness.

When I regained my consciousness again, the little brother suddenly appeared in my nightmare.

Appear in front of me,

Wake me up,

His hand was inserted into my body, pulling out the terrifying little ghost again and again, but the little ghost threw himself on my neck again and again...

He said that the little devil had merged with my soul and was not inserted deep enough, so he failed...

It hurts really, it hurts very much,

But in the end he finally succeeded and pulled the little ghost out of my soul.

I finally woke up..."

Mu Wanjing's words made Teacher Duan and her husband frightened.

soul!

No wonder Wang Yu asked his soul before if he had checked it!

"By the way, mom, he also gave me three bottles of medicine. On the table, two bottles were for me to recover, and one bottle was for you. Mom, take it over and I'll see what medicine it is..."

When Teacher Duan and Mu Wanjing opened the medicine bottle and saw the pills in it, their eyes widened in shock.

The pill they don't know!

But Mu Wanjing and Teacher Duan are both warriors after all, especially Mu Wanjing. Although she had just woken up, her soul perception was as strong as she was half a year ago. She was so powerful that she could clearly sense the extraordinaryness of three bottles of pills.

Especially the two bottles for her to recover.

"Up, top-grade... elixir... Mom, what is this little brother's identity? Any pill is worth a lot. Professor Chen from our school once said that only top-grade pills can have this luster and agility... Today, there are only a handful of alchemists who can refine top-grade pills, even the lowest-level Hundred Grass Pills..."

"Qingqing, he is your savior, and you can't call him a little brother in the future. Moreover, he is a master. Now the strongest master in Lingyun City, his talent and potential are unprecedented..."

"Ah?" Mu Wanjing showed a look of surprise.

...

In a single-family villa in the south district of Lingyun City, in a single-family villa, an old man with a very white skin was watering flowers in the garden. It was obviously bright sunshine, but the atmosphere of the garden was extremely cold, with flowers and plants very dense, and vines were wrapped around the barbed wire mesh, blocking almost 90% of the sunshine.

"puff……"

The old man who was watering the flowers suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood without warning, and his face turned pale in an instant: "Who dares to touch my eighth grandson?"

The old man's eyes trembled, and the surroundings suddenly whimpered, as if the baby was crying. Then the old man muttered something, holding a sword in his hand, and drew it quickly in the void, as if he wanted the legendary void talisman.

The cold wind appeared out of thin air.

The old man's white beard was flying, but his breath was extremely gloomy, and the temperature in the entire garden seemed to drop to freezing point.

“Duh!”

laugh!

After a while, the old man held his right wrist with his left hand and his sword finger with his right hand. He suddenly shouted lightly and slammed into the void.

There was a sound of breaking through the air.

At the same time, a crystal light seemed to flash across the old man's eyebrows.

"I actually wiped my mark?

Humph, looking for death! It's really looking for death!"

The old man's eyes flashed with anger, and he raised his foot and walked towards the door of the villa.

But after taking a step, he stopped suddenly, his eyes surged with horror, staring at the figure that appeared in front of him strangely.

The figure of a boy.

The beautiful and sunny boy is incompatible with his eccentric villa garden.

The old man stared at the boy.

The boy also stared at the old man coldly.

No one spoke.

Just staring at each other.

No blinking at all.

The boy stood proudly with his hands on his back, and stood there just like a terrifying aura that was as calm as a mountain and could not be shaken.

The old man's figure was slightly arched, and he seemed to have a very casual movement, but there was no flaw in his body, but he could send a fatal blow at any time.

Time seems to have stopped.

It seems infinitely extended.

One minute,

Two minutes,

Five minutes passed,

Smack...

A cold sweat slid down the old man's pale face.

"You, are you... Wang Yu?"

"Hmm? Am I so famous?" Wang Yu said lightly, but the sharpness and murderous thought in his eyes did not weaken at all, and he firmly locked the old man.

"So young but with such momentum, I can't think of a second person in the entire Lingyun City except you... I didn't expect that you would be strong enough to compete with me."

"Haha, don't be proud of yourself. You are so embarrassed to say that you can compete with me?"

"I'm weak now." The old man frowned and said. Although his aura was completely suppressed by Wang Yu, he did not surrender. He was pretending or really confident?

"I'll wait for you to return to your peak and I'll give you a quarter of an hour."

Wang Yu said with disdain.

"No, I don't want to offend a young master like you. You should have taken the ghost baby just now? I will give it to you and will not pursue it."

The old man said.

"Are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid? I'm here just to stop pursuing you?"

Wang Yu said speechless.
Chapter completed!