Chapter 122: Nine Turns to Restore the Soul

Seeing that the little girl's face had regained a hint of ruddy, Mu Feng held the little girl in his arms with one hand, and took out a Nine-Turn Soul Restoration Pill from the storage space with the other. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This pill is made by Mu Feng with 9,000 years of peach fusion with various heavenly materials and earth treasures, completely abandoning the effect of heaven and earth treasures to improve cultivation, and only retains the ability to replenish vitality and bring the dead back to life.

The pill melted in her mouth, and it was visible to the naked eye, and the little girl's pale face became rosy.

Under the gaze of Mu Feng and the astonished gaze of everyone on the street, the little girl's face quickly became rosy.

After a short time, the little girl's eyelids twitched, and the next moment, she opened her eyes in confusion.

"I'm ...... Dead? ”

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a very good-looking big brother looking at her nervously, and the little girl remembered the scene when she was cut off from life and fell to the ground.

That was the last memory in her consciousness.

Then she seemed to hear a warm voice whispering something in her ear, and she wanted to open her eyes to see who was talking to her, and she wanted to try to hear what the voice was saying.

It's just that no matter how hard she tries, she can't hear what the voice says.

The only thing she could feel was that her heart became more and more peaceful and her face became more and more peaceful under the soothing voice of that voice.

At that moment, it seemed that there was no seam, and she seemed to have a magical thought, it turned out that what those uncles and aunts said was not entirely correct.

When a person dies, he can still hear and think about things.

It's just that when people die, they can't see anything, they can't hear anything clearly, and they don't even realize what they're thinking.

What she didn't know was that at that time, it was the last time her soul was dying, and when her soul dissipated, she really couldn't see anything, couldn't hear anything, and couldn't think about anything.

At that time, she was completely dead.

From the body to the soul, he died completely.

It's just that she didn't end up like that, her last obsession, the thoughts in her heart, touched the good-looking big brother who was used as a lifesaver by her before.

Her eldest brother, under mercy, was merciful and rescued her.

The little girl didn't know all this, and she didn't know what the big brother in front of her had done for her.

All she knew was that in the arms of this big brother, she felt warm, warm.

It's like, back in her mother's arms, which makes her feel reluctant to leave.

The next moment, all the memories returned, and she finally remembered them all.

Naturally, she also discovered that the big brother in front of her who held her in her arms was the big brother she thought was very good-looking before.

On the body of the eldest brother, there is still a faint and very good fragrance.

Such a thought flashed in her heart, and she suddenly realized that she should not be dead.

Thinking of this, she turned her gaze away from the face in front of her and turned around.

When she saw the amazing, fanatical faces on the streets, she felt a pang of fear.

At the same time, she also knew that she really wasn't dead.

It's good to be alive!

"Big brother, did you save Nannan?" Looking at the big brother who was holding herself in her arms in front of her, the little girl asked with a pair of big clear eyes.

Seeing that the little girl recovered, Mu Feng nodded.

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, revealing a good-looking smile, and in an instant, like ice and snow melting, the whole street was filled with a warm atmosphere.

The saint, follow the law, and change the world in a thought.

Although Mu Feng's cultivation has not yet reached the realm of a saint, he has really transcended the Heavenly Dao in a big world, and has the Dao Fruit of the Heavenly Dao Venerable. Naturally, a single thought can affect the celestial phenomena.

Looking at the smile on Mu Feng's face, the little girl only felt a burst of warmth, as if a warm wind was blowing, blowing through her long-suffering heart.

At that moment, she felt that all the suffering before and after was no longer so uncomfortable.

It seems that this smiling face in front of me can dispel all the cold.

Somehow, looking at the smiling face of the big brother in front of her, the little girl also laughed.

In her memory, her mother was the most beautiful person in the Qin Kingdom, and when her mother laughed, a pair of big eyes would narrow slightly, and the corners of her mouth hooked up two shallow dimples, which were extremely charming.

And at the moment, she didn't know.

When she laughed, her eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of her mouth also hooked two shallow dimples, just like when her mother laughed.

Looking at the little girl who was dirty in her arms, but smiled extraordinarily good-looking and extremely happy, Mu Feng smiled slightly.

The next moment, his gaze turned to the face of the big man with scars standing in front of them.

It's just that it is different from facing the little girl, a moment ago, it was still like a spring breeze, and the moment he turned to the scarred man, Mu Feng's face was already full of coldness.

On the other side, when he saw Mu Feng come to the rescue of the little girl, the scar man was disdainful on his face.

With his experience, he can naturally see at the moment when the little girl falls that the other party's previous recovery is just a return to the light.

And he also knew that in this case, even if Kong Sheng came in person, he might not be able to pull a person whose vitality was completely overdrawn back from the line of death.

All, even if the little girl falls to the ground, even if Mu Feng catches the little girl, even if there is no obstruction in front of him.

But he was not in a hurry to leave, he was ready to stay and watch the jokes of this young man who did not know the height of the sky.

In his brave life creed, there is one thing not to do, which is to never do good things.

He does everything but this one and nothing.

The daughter-in-law of Lao Wang, the next-door neighbor, gave birth to a child a few days ago, and he sneaked in while Lao Wang was out, and saw Lao Wang's daughter-in-law breastfeeding the child again.

He rushed over directly, snatched the child and threw it on the bed, and sucked a few mouthfuls of milk according to the old Wang's daughter-in-law.

That fresh human milk, he still has a long aftertaste.

Although Lao Wang came to the door later, he still did not show the slightest weakness, and after breaking Lao Wang's three legs, he brutally threw him out of the door.

He didn't know it, because he broke three of Lao Wang's legs, and his wife had a lot less fun.

The year before last, the head of the village, Lao Li, died in a collision, leaving behind a delicate little widow in her twenties.

For this reason, he went to kick the little widow's door on time every night, so frightened that the little widow did not dare to sleep for several nights in a row.

Until one night, the little widow finally couldn't help but ask who was outside the door, he saw that the opportunity came, pretending to be the dead ghost Lao Li to break into the little widow's house, and the little widow had a spring dinner.

Later, until now, the little widow didn't know that it was him who slept with her that night, not the dead ghost Lao Li.

The year before last, the old Liu Tou in the west of the village died.

Lao Liu was an orphan when he was young, he never married when he grew up, he had no children and no daughters in his old age, and the funeral after his death was all helped by the villagers.

It's just that when Lao Wu Tou was buried, the villagers actually buried the two taels of silver left over from the funeral with Lao Wu Tou's inheritance.

Seeing that the villagers were wasting money so much, on the night of Lao Wutou's burial, he carried a shovel to dig up the new grave of the desperate old Wu Tou, opened the coffin and took out two taels of silver inside.

He did all kinds of evil, and he was not a good man, after taking away the silver, he left the old Wu Tou exposed the corpse in the wilderness, did not close the coffin, and would not rebury the grave for him.

So much so that when the villagers found that Lao Wutou's grave had been dug up, Lao Wutou's body had been torn apart by wild dogs.

At that time, he saw the tragic situation of Lao Wutou with his own eyes, and unlike the villagers shaking their heads and sighing, he had a sneer in his heart.

A few years ago, he was sixteen years old and had not yet married a wife.

The village flower of the next village, Wang Xiaoyue, who was born with a flower and a moon appearance, was just seventeen years old, and before she got married, she was seriously ill and died.

After Wang Xiaoyue's death, she was not buried in the ancestral grave and was buried in a mass grave between the two villages.

He was young and vigorous at that time, and he did not marry, he was very yearning for the affairs of men and women, and he had coveted Wang Xiaoyue in the neighboring village for a long time.

Therefore, on the night of Wang Xiaoyue's burial, the sixteen-year-old Yan Yong carried a shovel to dig up Wang Xiaoyue's grave, and actually had a ridiculous night with the deceased.

All these are too many to write.

At this moment, seeing that he killed a little beggar, this little young man still wanted to save him, that Yan Yong naturally would not give up, but after the little young man's useless work, he was so sneering, and it was even possible to say a word and make a move.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that this young man would save this dead ghost little beggar this time.

This made him stunned for a while.

It wasn't until he saw Mu Feng looking at him with a cold gaze that Yu Yong subconsciously felt a little afraid.

"You...... What do you want? My grandfather is the brother of Yanagihara, the school palace of Jishita! Facing Mu Feng's cold gaze, Yu Yong was very stubble.

"Huh!" Hearing this, Mu Feng chuckled, and he didn't have the heart to say a word of nonsense to this Yan Yong at all.

Mo said that the evil things that Yan Yong had done before Mu Feng had already understood everything in a thought, just saying that he had killed the little girl before had already doomed him to the end.

Without the slightest nonsense, Mu Feng stretched out his hand to Yan Yong and said, "Go!" ”

A breeze blew, and Yu Yong felt a chill to the bone.

He was angry in his heart, and wanted to angrily reprimand Mu Feng for not taking him seriously, but he didn't know why, looking at the white-clothed young man in front of him, he obviously wanted to beat this young man hard, but he couldn't muster the slightest courage to do it.

After hearing the young man's "go", Li Yong subconsciously let out an "oh".

He wanted to turn away, he thought he would come back later.

It's just that he doesn't know, he can only think about it, and that is also his last thought.

Just when he was about to turn around, his body was about to move.

The movement of his body brought a breeze, and in the breeze, he saw that his body disappeared little by little, and went away with the wind.

When only one head remained, Yan Yong's face showed fear.

He didn't feel the slightest pain, but his body disappeared little by little before his eyes.

The fear that came from the depths of his soul made him instinctively want to scream.

It's just that his body is gone, his head is going to dissipate with the wind, where can he make any sound?

There is not the slightest suspense, from the beginning of Yu Yong's preparation to make a move, to his complete disappearance of his soul, time, but a breath.