Mu Hanyue quickly came to Mu Liluo, didn't see Hua Wuxin, and the bad premonition in her heart became stronger and stronger.

"Something happened unintentionally." Although Mu Liluo was shocked by the powerful aura on the two of them, now, nothing is more important than Hua Wuxin.

"Where?" Mu Hanyue's eyes sank suddenly, and there was a faint worry in her heart.

Something important happened, Mu Liluo, who had never had much change in expression, now had such a serious expression.

"Follow me." Mu Liluo didn't say much, just threw down a sentence and walked inside.

He didn't know if Mu Hanyue had a way to save Hua Wuxin, but now only she and Jun Moye could give it a try.

Jun Moye and Mu Hanyue glanced at each other, didn't speak again, and quickly followed.

There was a man in white lying quietly on the bed, his skin was whiter than the egg membrane at this moment, but there was no trace of blood, his handsome face had lost his former look, and his breath was even more breathless, coming and going, looking very worrying, worried that he would leave quietly at any time.

Mu Hanyue stood beside the bed and looked at Hua Wuxin quietly, her brows furrowed tightly: "Why is it hurt?" ”

In her cognition, although Hua Wuxin has not used his strength positively, it is also a strong person, and few people are his opponents.

Now, why are you lying here so silently?

"The hall master of the Fallen God Pavilion, ask about your whereabouts, they have fought each other." Mu Liluo frowned, and spoke with a key point.

After speaking, he raised his eyes to look at Xing Mu Hanyue, and frowned: "Is there a way to save him?" ”

His face was expressionless, and his heart was full of worry.

He was afraid that Mu Hanyue would say that there was no way, so Hua Wuxin was really hopeless......

He didn't dare to go to the phenomenon, and he didn't dare to speculate wildly.

Mu Hanyue didn't speak, sat on the edge of the bed and picked up Hua Wuxin's hand, his fingers probed his pulse, and a pair of eyes suddenly sank, and a rich murderous aura flashed in his eyes.

Damn it!

Lord of the Fallen God Pavilion!

A pair of pupils as clear as water became extremely deep in the next second, and then turned into a bloodthirsty color, and the next second, it returned to ink, but the murderous aura on the body shocked everyone.

Looking at that pale and bloodless face, Mu Hanyue's eyes blurred slightly.

This scene is very familiar.

Mu Hanfeng, who was seriously injured in the past to save her, and Fei Li, who hung by a thread to protect her life, they are all like this, all for her uncomplaining and unregrettable dedication.

The hand hidden in the sleeve was clenched tightly, the nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, and the blood was slowly flowing down the fingertips, but Mu Hanyue was unconscious.

lowered his eyes, his eyes were indifferent and complex, and there was a trace of sadness and emotion.

They paid so much, didn't ask for anything in return, and had no regrets, how could she be like this.

Quietly looking at Hua Wuxin's sleeping face, there was a feeling of discomfort in his heart.

"I'm not going to let him die." Her master, except that she can bully, others don't want to hurt him again.

Is the hall master of the Fallen God Pavilion?

The eyes that were as clear as water were cold, and there was endless chill in the eyes, and there was no murderous aura around them, but the aura of power and danger that was not angry was impossible to ignore

Whoever hurts her must pay the price in blood!