"Master!"

Dark Weifeng hurriedly helped Jun Muhan.

At this moment, Jun Muhan's face had been put on again, and he couldn't see the look on his face clearly, but the lip color was terrifyingly pale.

"Emperor, ...... Otherwise it's too late......"

Zhu Yu'er's face was full of anxiety.

Jun Muhan didn't move, just glanced at her, "An hour." ”

He estimated that Yan'er would wake up in an hour.

"How can an hour be enough?" Zhu Yu'er's eyes widened in shock, "Emperor, you ......"

Jun Muhan's eyes were as white as blades, "I can't do it, I can change people." ”

"But ......"

"Can you do it?"

Zhu Yu'er's face changed violently, and then, she bit her lower lip lightly, and said in a trembling voice: "Okay, I'll try my best." ”

*******

Mo Yan woke up in Jun Muhan's arms.

"How long did I sleep?"

Jun Muhan said softly: "About an hour." Do you want to sleep a little longer? ”

"No, I don't. I've slept enough. Mo Yan tried to stand up and dizzy, but he fell back on Jun Muhan, "How can I be weak to this virtue?" ”

"Sikong Xing said that you have been eroded by the dark power in your body for too long, so your meridians are somewhat damaged and need time to recover."

Mo Yan shook her head, forced her dizziness in front of her eyes, and concentrated on her pulse, indeed as Jun Muhan said, her meridians were a little damaged, and the fetus in her lower abdomen seemed to be constantly absorbing her physical strength and energy, which made her extremely weak.

The color of the ink face is slightly condensed.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that she didn't speak, Jun Muhan suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, "Could it be that the old man of Sikong Xing misdiagnosed?" ”

"Don't worry. I'm just confirming. Mo Yan let go of his hand to diagnose the pulse, "What Sikong senior said is not wrong. ”

She turned sideways slightly, and then covered Jun Muhan's pulse with her hand early, and found that there was no other big problem except for some weakness.

"How did that Heart-Eater Blood Soul Spell solve it?"

Mo Yan was puzzled.

Now she not only has the memory of Mo Yan, but also the memory of Bai Xiyan.

It stands to reason that this Heart-Eater's Blood Soul Curse is unsolvable, and all the medical skills she inherited can be said to be copied from Sikong Xing, so it doesn't make sense that Sikong Xing can solve it, but she can't solve it?

"He has a new little apprentice, who is the descendant of the Zhu clan of the Wu clan, and this blood soul curse can be solved by the Wu clan."

"Wicans?" Mo Yan twisted his eyebrows, "I don't think I've heard of it." ”

Whether it is Bai Xiyan's memory or her own memory, there is no record of the Wu Clan.

"This is a people long since disappeared in the records, and they are skilled in the art of witchcraft."

"If it's gone, how can it still appear?" Mo Yan had another question in his heart.

"If you want to know, ask Sikong Xing in a moment." Jun Muhan suddenly flicked her eyebrows with a light finger.

Mo Yan covered his forehead in pain, "What are you doing?" ”

"By my side, but thinking of others? Well? The man holding her seemed to have a little dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Mo Yan was speechless, and glared at him with the same dissatisfaction, "I just wanted to figure out the ins and outs, you brought this matter over in a few words, why do I think you are lying to me again?" ”

"What did I lie to you?" Jun Muhan chuckled.

Mo Yan looked at his eyes, but she didn't see anything in those eyes, and suddenly she sighed softly, "Then it's okay for me to meet Senior Sikong and that Wu Clan heir, right?" I don't ask clearly, and I feel uneasy. ”

"What you need now is rest." Jun Muhan's tone was slightly dark.

"I'm fine." Mo Yan pouted, "I know how to heal myself, so I naturally know my physical condition." ”

"Oh? So why are you pregnant for more than a month without knowing it? Jun Muhan asked with a smile.

"Not because of you?" Mo Yan suddenly raised his head, took a bite on Jun Muhan's chin, and saw a tooth mark on his smooth chin, and immediately smiled, "I couldn't think of anything in my heart at that time except for you." ”

Jun Muhan's eyes darkened a little, and he was about to say something, when suddenly a delicate voice sounded outside the door: "Emperor." ”