This room is a guest room in the castle, and it is also the room that Li Wenzheng prepared for his grandson or granddaughter in the future, and it is quite decently decorated, gorgeous and elegant.

Curris and Sister Wrist put Li Mo on the bed, and then found two chairs to sit on both sides of the bed. (Although the pale golden crystal cluster on Li Mo's back has been 'trimmed' by Sister Wrist, it still cuts through the bedding.) A trace of white velvet floated out. )

Fran and Meng Tianyang stood beside Li Mo's bed.

Everyone gathered around the bed, except for ninety-nine.

The silver-haired Lori with a calm expression floated to the floor-to-ceiling window, and Genna followed quietly behind her.

The small hand wrapped around his sleeve lightly touched the light blue curtain, and the curtain was immediately opened by magic. Ninety-nine's dull eyes cast out of the city.

"Hmm...... It doesn't seem like there's a catch. Ninety-nine thought as he looked at the broken and bright snow outside the city.

"Ninety-nine, do you think this room is okay?" The lord of the castle came over.

"No problem." Ninety-nine pulled back the curtains, looked back at the city lord with a sweet smile, and then floated to Li Mo's side.

"So, what else is needed?"

"Nothing needed. In a few minutes, I will be able to help Li Mo with treatment." Ninety-nine looked at Li Mo with a flat look. "Life fluctuations are still very weak, but, still alive......"

At that moment, there was a sudden argument outside the door, "Get out of the way!"

An agitated adult woman's voice comes from far and near, accompanied by heavy footsteps. Click.

"Ma'am, you'd better go back to the house."

"Get out of the way! Chud!"

"But ......"

"Ah...... This one! Madame, you are still ......."

With the voice of the maid, the door also slammed! was pushed away.

Suddenly, three people broke into the vision of ninety-nine. In the middle is a red-haired woman in light armor, and behind the silver metal forehead guard is a single ponytail as dark red as blood with a slight wave.

And behind this one was the old butler Chud and the maid at the door just now. At this time, the two of them stopped at the door with a helpless face.

"I'm sorry, I'm coming to see my son, no one will object." The woman's voice was full of maternal domineering, like a female leopard protecting her cubs, rushing over with murderous aura.

Click, click.

The sound of boots slapping on the ground and metal armor swinging quickly approached the tiled floor.

Ninety-nine had already judged from the words just now that this was Li Mo's mother, but what he never expected was that this mother's appearance when she was angry was almost exactly the same as Li Mo, and her indistinguishable handsome and angry face was really the same as Li Mo. It's like a brother and sister, not a mother and son.

“what？ …… Well, it does seem to be a little more like a mother. Ninety-nine thought helplessly.

Because under normal circumstances, outsiders say that children are like fathers and mothers, but they are only one-sided, or polite. But Li Mo, this guy, can really be expressed in percentages.

In terms of figure, Li Mo's physique is as similar as 80% to his father, but he is a little thin.

In terms of face, Li Mo's appearance is as similar as 70% to his mother, but it is a little rougher. It can be said that this guy has completely put together the advantages of his parents.

When Ninety-Nine smacked his tongue in his heart, when he saw Song Zhimo's dream Tianyang and Fulan, he immediately bowed his head and greeted, "Lord Song." "Aunt Song."

At the same time, the city lord Li Wenzheng stopped in front of Song Zhimo, "Why are you here? My son is fine."

Although the city lord had stopped her, Song Zhimo had already seen his son's current situation.

"Is that okay?! You call it fine!" Song Zhimo's tone was full of accusations, and as he spoke, tears rolled in his angry eyes, "He's like that! You're trying to hide it from me?!"

Because Li Wenzheng was worried that his wife would collapse after learning about his son's current situation, he told the housekeepers, servants, and those soldiers not to publicize it.

However, the mother and son were connected, and as soon as the magic perception was swept away, she immediately sensed that the faint magic power was her own son. That's why he ignored Chud's obstruction and rushed all the way to this room.

"Wait a minute, get treated, and you'll be fine. You don't have to worry. It's true. Let's go back to the house, ah. I'll let him see you later."

"Treatment? Can this still be treated? If you could heal him, you'd bring him back?" Song Zhimo asked with tears in his eyes and a lost voice. This logic is very correct, a father who loves his children, obviously has a treatment method, but he does not treat it directly on the battlefield, but has to bring it back to be treated?

Who can believe this? I'm afraid it's not because I'm going to die that I brought it back!

Ninety-nine understood from Song Zhimo's words that the city lord didn't tell her the truth in order not to worry about her.

"Ahh Ninety-nine laughed as if he was crazy in his heart.

Then, this little Lori looked indifferent, and unfolded two calming spells behind the mother's back, which were the two calming spells he used on himself just now, one white and one red.

Then, Ninety-Nine walked up to the mother in the air, "Li Mo's mother, please be quiet. My magic can make him fully recover. So, please stop making pointless arguments. Thank you."

In the soft and cute timbre, there is a hint of majesty. The mother immediately fell silent due to the calming magic group.

"Ah, then, please." Madame's expression instantly became gentle, and under the frowning eyebrows, those eyes drooped apologetically. Because she looked so nervous, she didn't even notice Ninety-Nine when she entered the house.

After Song Zhimo finished speaking, Ninety-Nine lifted the magic.

Maybe it was because of Ninety-Nine's magic, or maybe it was because Ninety-Nine's words just now were angry, and everyone present suddenly stopped talking.

The atmosphere instantly became solemn, and the embarrassment slowly brewed.

At that moment, Ninety-Nine followed, "That...... Lord of the Castle, could you please go out first and explain to your wife?"

"Ah, good." The city lord nodded. Then, he left the room with his wife.

【PS】

Although there are many Red Devils who can use 'magic perception magic', they only use low-level perception magic. All you can do is to perceive the presence or absence of magic around you, and compare yourself with more or less magic.

As for how much? How many times more? How much? Only high-level perceptual magic can do this.

And Ninety-Nine's situation is very special: there is no magic power in his body, only his ghost claws exist in the magic power.

And that ghost claw is also very special, although President Qing Yuhuai can use high-level perception magic, she can't tell how much magic power is in the ghost claws, she can only sense the point of 'having magic power'.

As for how much, she didn't know. And because Ninety-Nine's ghost claws come and go, and are often made particularly thin by Ninety-Nine, the people of Kecheng mistakenly believe that Ninety-Nine is hiding 'her's magic.