The scene in front of him, the old Oneiroiroi was stunned!

"Xian'er, what's wrong?" At the critical moment, the boss is no longer called Stuffing, but more formally called Xian'er. The old man hurriedly ran over with three steps and two steps, and helped Mo Xin, who was lying on the ground and dreamed of falling into his arms, with his hands. Fingers rested on the pulse of Mo Xin's wrist, a little, and sat behind Mo Xin, with both palms aimed at Mo Xin's vest, inputting sufficient life sources for him and continuing his weak sick body.

A few drops of sweat had already seeped out of the boss's forehead, and Mengluo hurriedly helped wipe it off. From time to time, the old man put away his hands and shouted out of the door, and immediately someone came in, and the old man commanded:

"Send Mo Gongzi to the lounge at the back of the study and lie down, you take care of it, I'll come over later." ”

The visitor replied, "Yes." Then he took Mo Xin and left.

Mengluo told his father the truth of the matter, and in the end, he specially emphasized that he must find a way to cure it, otherwise it will be difficult to know the truth of the matter.

The old man hesitated for a moment, and said to Mengluo: "Daughter, it's not that my father doesn't want to save it, it's just that ...... I'm afraid this person is really difficult. As you saw just now, Dad is trying his best to help him. But his body is too weak, and he has been in a state of dissociation, whether it is his father's past cultivation or spiritual power, he can't accept it at all. If you can't treat him in this way, then it will be very, very difficult, his injuries are too serious, and the primordial gods are already floating in the void, and there is a possibility of floating away at any time. ”

"What should I do then? I don't care, you have to find a way, woo woo woo ......" Mengluo heard her father say this, and the whole person was anxious, and he cried.

"Oh, okay, okay, don't cry yet, I just said it's difficult, I didn't say it's completely impossible. The old Oneiroi couldn't bear to see his daughter so sad. So, I had to find her a way to use a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

"Say it quickly, then. Mengluo impatiently urged the old man to hurry up and say what could save Mo Xin.

"This ...... At present, this situation can only be sent to the king of medicine. The king of medicine has a medicinal bath spring, soak Mo Xin in the spring water, let the medicine slowly pass through the skin, penetrate into the blood, and then deliver to various organs, slowly nourishing every cell in the body, only in this way, maybe there is salvation. ”

"That's great, let's take Mo Xin with us quickly. ”

"Just ......"

"Just what?" Mengluo heard that the boss was just these two words, and his heart suddenly became nervous, for fear that this was just followed by bad news.

"It's just that it may take a long time, so we have to wait patiently. Maybe months, maybe years, maybe a hundred years and a thousand years...... But one day it will wake up. ”

"It doesn't matter, as long as Mo Xin can wake up, let alone a hundred years and a thousand years, it is ten thousand years, I will wait!" For the immortals, ten thousand years, what is it?

"Okay, I'll go, you have a good rest in the palace, I'm tired this trip, Daddy ordered someone to prepare something to eat for you to send to your room, you go to rest, wait for Dad to come back." ”

Although Mengluo is not at ease, she is relieved of her father. The old man is right, it's useless for her to go, the medicine king and her father are the same generation, and of course they have more weight when they talk. She was indeed a little tired, not physically, but nervous and needed to relax.

Mengluo nodded: "Okay, then it's hard daddy." After saying that, he parted ways with the old man and went back to his house.

In the room, it was still the same as the last time she left. The faint fragrance on the bed made her quiet in an instant. She lay down gently and watched the wind blowing the cherry blossoms outside the window. Soon, Yumfall closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When Mengluo woke up, he saw Mo Ji standing on the opposite bank, and there was a river between them. The river is turbulent, but the water is very clear, and the large and small stones at the bottom of the water are clearly visible. There are no aquatic weeds in the water, and there are no fish and shrimp. There is only rushing water, and falling flowers floating in the water.

Mengluo is so happy, how did she meet Mo Ji here? She hurriedly waved her hand to him: "Brother Organic, I'm here." ”

Mo Ji heard her voice and looked back at her, his expression as indifferent as a sculpture. Mengluo sighed in her heart, what is the situation? Mo Ji is in a bad mood? She looked around, and there was a small stone bridge not far away. Mengluo hurriedly walked over and ran towards Mo Ji from the small bridge.

"Brother Organic, don't go, what are you doing?" Mo Ji saw the dream falling, and turned around and walked into a forest behind him.

Mengluo is so sad, what's wrong? Blame her for not telling Mo Xin when she took him away? Yes, she was in too much of a hurry to leave, and she really didn't say hello to Mo Jiji, and if Mo Ji was really angry about it, it would be forgivable.

Mengluo chased into the woods, and Mo Ji walked ahead along the path, and she chased after her.

"Brother Organic, don't be angry, I know it's me who is bad, I didn't tell you when I left, I made you anxious, can I apologize now, don't be angry, I'm sorry ......"

Mengluo's voice fell, Mo Ji suddenly turned around sharply, and aimed at Mengluo's chest is a palm, and Mengluo was caught off guard, completely unexpected, and defenseless. She was stunned for a moment, froze there, and didn't even react to her head.

Mo Ji continued, and slapped her again. With this second palm, Mengluo understood what was going on and what was going on. But it was too late. A mouthful of blood sprayed directly onto the grass beside him, as well as Mo Jiji's face.

Mo Ji reached out and wiped his face, revealing an indescribable smile.

How could this be, how could this be? How could her organic brother be so cruel to her!! Mengluo couldn't believe all this, she covered her chest with her hands, her eyes were full of tears.

But Mo Ji was ready to move, aiming at Mengluo's third palm, which was about to attack.

Mengluo endured the pain in his chest, and the sad and doubtful heart, and used eighty percent of his strength to dodge Mo Jiji's third attack. Dream fell and retreated to the other end of the river.

At this moment, she was already in tears. The blood at the corner of her mouth and her injured chest couldn't hide her heart hurt by Mo Jiji's palms. Her heart hurts, much more than the external injury......

This is the person she loves so much, and the person who has said that she loves her not long ago, why is she so determined to be so determined so suddenly? Why?

Dream fell into tears, and forced back tears to ask Mo Organic: "What's wrong with you?" Brother Organic...... Was there some misunderstanding between us that would have made you do this?"

Even under such circumstances, Mengluo still has hope for Mo Jiji.