Chapter 21: Internal Injuries

Not to mention summoners, summoners in this world are as rare and precious as alchemists, and only Mu Hanfeng is the only one in their Mu family who is a summoner, able to summon elemental power and summon demonic beasts, and the rest are not summoners.

Therefore, she can only let Wind Eagle fight alone, that is because she can't summon Wind Eagle, she is not a summoner, and can only regard Wind Eagle as her combat friend.

"Arrogance requires capital, who doesn't have that capital, I don't know for the time being." Mu Hanyue snorted coldly, turned around and picked up Zizhu and walked towards the courtyard.

"Damn it." Mu Shiying watched the two of them leave as if no one was around, and a burst of anger rose in her heart.

She sneered: "Even if you are a warrior, the waste material will never think about the day when you turn over, I will not give you a chance." ”

She turned and walked away in the opposite direction, the sinister look in her eyes that could not be hidden.

As soon as Mu Hanyue returned to the house, she closed the door tightly, her face was cold and scary, she stepped forward and sat on the chair, the blood that had been suppressed in her heart could no longer be concealed, and the blood and qi surged up, with a trace of fishy = sweet in her throat, and she spit out a mouthful of blood, which was particularly dazzling.

"Miss." Zizhu was startled, stepped forward a few steps to support Mu Hanyue, and gently patted her back for her to calm down.

Her eyes were full of worry, just now she saw that Mu Hanyue had always had a cold look, and there was nothing wrong, thinking that she was fine, it turned out that the young lady had been holding on all along.

She really damn it, she didn't even notice that something was wrong with Miss.

However, how could she know that the person in front of her was not comparable to ordinary people, even if it was patience and concentration, it was much better than ordinary people.

What's more, she is an emperor from the twenty-first century, not to mention.

"It's fine." Mu Hanyue reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth and said in a deep voice.

She was hit by Mu Shiying's blow, and her qi and blood were already disrupted, constantly surging, but she was forcibly suppressed.

Now I can't suppress it.

She didn't dodge the Wind Eagle's attack, but she was still hit by him and suffered internal injuries.

She didn't notice that when she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her hand, the blood flowed on the black ring on her index finger, and the ring flashed, absorbing the blood without reservation, returning to its original state, clean and immaculate, black and dazzling.

"Miss, there is still one pill here, you can take it quickly." Zizhu took out the porcelain bottle from his arms, took out the last moment pill in the porcelain bottle, and handed it to Mu Hanyue.

Mu Hanyue frowned slightly, and she was not pretentious, she took the pill in her palm and swept it into her mouth and swallowed it.

In less than a minute, the severe pain in the body suddenly disappeared, as if the injury had never been there, like a spring flowing through it, warming people's hearts.

Mu Hanyue was secretly surprised, could this elixir really be so powerful? It was the first time she had seen it.

"Miss, you have a good rest, I'm too tired today, I'll go and prepare a bath for you = bath." Zizhu finally breathed a sigh of relief when she watched Mu Hanyue's pale face return to ruddy, and then looked at the blood stains on her body and said softly.

Mu Hanyue looked down and saw that the white clothes on her body had been stained red with a large area of blood, her brows furrowed, she shook her head and said, "You go down, I can do it myself, take care of the injuries on your body, otherwise you will definitely fall into the root of the disease." ”