Yijiang City, a medium-sized city in the land of water, with a population of almost 10 million, is named because it is close to the Linyi River, and its territory is rich in precious spices and has a small reputation in the country of water.

At this time, the heavy rain was enveloping the large city, the sky was dark, countless dark clouds condensed over the city, and the water poured into the city.

However, the people here do not seem to be disgusted, but rather a little complacent.

There is already a lot of rain in the territory of the Water Country, and the rivers are criss-crossed, and this is indeed very in line with the characteristics of the Water Country monks who have many water attribute spiritual roots, so even if it rains heavily, they will not feel any discomfort, but will feel very comfortable because of the moist water vapor in the air.

In the city, a magnificent manor stands in the south of Yijiang City, occupying almost one-fifth of the area of the entire south of the city.

Occasionally, mortals passing by the manor, or monks, will take a look at this grand mansion with envy, and they all know that this city within a city is the mansion of the largest family in Yijiang City-Mufu!

However, the outside world does not know that the tension in the Mu Mansion at this moment has reached a terrifying level, and everyone is like a great enemy, and the reason for this is because the wife of Mu Zheng, the owner of the Mu Mansion, has miscarried.

Although Mu Zheng was a monk in the early days of the Yuan Dynasty, their family has always been in the same lineage, and in his generation, no heirs have been born, and finally Mrs. was pregnant but did not expect to have a miscarriage at the age of seven months, and it was not a natural abortion, it was murdered.

"Mufu is heavily guarded, it is impossible for outsiders to set foot here for half a step, saying, who killed my child!" Mu Zheng was extremely angry, and his face was gloomy and terrifying.

He is now middle-aged, and this time his wife's pregnancy can be regarded as an old child, but when he was extremely happy, he was murdered by someone under his nose, how did he accept it, how could he not be angry!

Above the hall, there were hundreds of servants and guards kneeling, all of them trembling and looking frightened, even if there were monks in the Jindan period in the middle, it was still not much better, because once Mu Zheng found out something, let alone the monks of the Jindan period, even the king of heaven Laozi would not let go at this time.

"Don't you say yes? Even if you can't find anything, you'll all bury my children! ”

Boom! Mu Zheng smashed the wooden chair he was sitting on with one palm, and the momentum of the whole person reached its peak in an instant, and the cultivation of the early Yuan Infant completely exploded, making all the people present feel shocked, and some people who were not good at cultivation were directly shocked by Mu Zheng and collapsed to the ground.

"Head of the house, we really don't know......"

"Wronged, we really don't know anything......"

……

The people underground were already crying in horror, they really didn't know anything, but at this time, Mu Zheng couldn't care so much, he didn't protect his children, these people were damned, he couldn't find the murderer, so he could only vent the monstrous anger in his heart in this cruel way.

Bang......

There was a huge thunderclap, and the terrifying thunder and lightning erupted with terrifying celestial might, and the sky instantly turned into a blue color, as if the rain had passed the sun, causing everyone to look up at this moment.

At the moment when everyone looked up, everyone saw a blue lightning bolt fall and disappear into the south of the city.

"Seongnam ...... In that direction...... It can't be Mufu......"

"What kind of angry thing did this Mufu do, it was actually struck by lightning!"

……

Everyone talked about it for a while, and enjoyed the 'beautiful scenery' at the moment with the mentality of watching the play.

Everyone in the lobby was also startled by the sudden thunder, and Mu Zheng also felt that the azure light was falling towards his mansion, but he didn't feel anything abnormal, and he also knew that the thunder didn't have much power, and at this time, he felt that God was mourning for his dead child.

Mu Zheng's gaze swept over the bodies of the monks below, and although he had found no evidence of the murderer, he could also guess who wanted to kill his child.

Among them, the adopted son Mu Li is the most suspected, and there are a few others who are suspicious, but there is no definite evidence.

Mu Zheng took a deep breath and walked straight towards the young man with a calm face who didn't say a word.

Before he had children of his own, Mu Li was his hope and pride, but now, this hope has turned into suspicion, jealousy, and anger.

"You ......" Mu Zheng had just spoken, and before he could finish speaking, the door of the lobby was pushed open.

An old mother with the cultivation of the foundation building period stumbled in, her hands were still stained with blood, the look on her face was full of horror, and with a little joy, regardless of the people kneeling on the ground, she directly said to Mu Zheng, "Master, go and take a look, although the lady has a miscarriage, but the child is not dead, but the breath is very weak......

Suddenly hearing this news, Mu Zheng was stunned in place, and then the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Stage broke out instantly, and directly crashed into the hall with a bang, and went straight to the backyard.

At this moment, the expressions of several people in the main hall fluctuated slightly, and they quietly exchanged an obscure look.

The old mother saw that Mu Zheng had gone to the backyard, and immediately rushed over with spiritual power, her current mood is also extremely complicated, although the child is not dead, but from the breath, it is one step away from death, if it is really dead by then, then the unlucky one is her, born is dead, and born to die, that is two different things, the former she does not have to take responsibility, the latter can not be explained.

In the backyard.

Dozens of maidservants were busily shuttling in and out, each with an anxious and panicked look on their faces, and on the side of the couch, Mu Zheng was already standing there.

"Master, Madame is unconscious, but it's fine, it's just that the child is ......" Another old mother who delivered the baby saw Mu Zheng coming, and while anxiously explaining, she handed a baby covered in blood to Mu Zheng.

This is a boy, with red skin, breath, no crying or fussing, completely unconscious, but on his neck, there are nine comma-like magatama birthmarks, but they are not too obvious, and it is difficult to find if you don't pay attention.

Mu Zheng carefully took the baby, as if holding a peerless treasure, the look on his face was worried with infinite surprise, and the pure water spiritual power in his whole body immediately exploded, gently surging towards the baby's body, stabilizing his breath.

Half an hour later, Mu Zheng was already sweating profusely, which was greater than the consumption of a battle, this kind of subtle control to the extreme was a great test for a monk! The baby's breath is so debilitating, he must try his best to stabilize the child's vitality without causing irritation, more is not good, less is not good, and this kind of opportunity, only once, once it fails, his child is really dead.

But fortunately, with the help of Mu Zheng, the baby's breath became more and more gentle, which gave Mu Zheng great confidence and surprise.

At this moment, the baby, who had been unconscious, shook his eyelashes and opened his eyes, which were a pair of beautiful eyes that emitted a sky-blue light, but they were only flickering for a moment, and then completely extinguished.

Then the baby fell into a coma again, but his breath finally stabilized.

Thank you for the reward of 100 book coins in the autumn of Ye Luoyu!

(End of chapter)