Father, Father! 2

, The evil king chasing his wife: The good-for-nothing miss! "What are you doing!" Mrs. Mu rushed forward to drag Su Luo away!

But at this moment, Su Luo's face was cold, and she looked directly at Mrs. Mu's voice like ice: "If you don't want him to die, come and help!"

Madam Mu met Su Luo's eyes, and for some reason, she felt a chill in her heart, an inexplicable sense of awe spontaneously.

It's just seeing that the brothers in charge don't have such a sense of awe.

The blood from Mu Wuji's wound rushed straight to the roof!

The scene was extremely frightening.

Mrs. Mu's legs were weak and she almost passed out.

"Press the wound." Su Luo took a step back, took out a white ball and put it on Mu Wuji's chest, motioning for Madam Mu to hold it down.

Madam Mu didn't know what was wrong with her, so she obediently listened to Su Luo's words and did it.

Li Zixing: "Uncle Eighth Master"

Mrs. Mu and Mu Wuji are brothers and sisters of the same school, and Mrs. Mu is ranked eighth, so Li Zixing called her the eighth uncle.

Before Mrs. Mu had time to speak, Su Luo began to stick needles along the wound.

Su Luo moved the needle extremely fast, so fast that it was almost impossible to react.

"You can move it away." Su Luo said to Mrs. Mu.

Mrs. Mu: "Oh, oh oh"

She let go of her hand and stepped aside, her eyes were fixed on Mu Wuji from the beginning to the end.

She and Mu Wuji had a very good relationship, as she said, if Mu Wuji died, she would not live alone.

Mu Jingyan's heart was beating wildly, and his eyes were fixed on Su Luo.

Is there hope?

Is there really hope?

Mu Jingyan didn't dare to breathe out.

Li Zixing on the side murmured: "Isn't his method too rough? How could he stitch it up? Leave the wound in the heart alone? Let it bleed? It's not right at all!"

Mu Jingyan was flustered: "Is this really not possible?"

Li Zixing said unhappily: "Brother, this is common sense, okay! You were injured on the inside, but you just sewed up the outside wound. Do you think it will work or not?"

Mu Jing said: "Yes, yes"

He was speechless.

but at this moment

But Su Luo stuffed a fiery red pill into Mu Wuji's heart.

"What is that?" Mu Jingyan was surprised.

Naturally, Su Luo wouldn't tell him that it was a god-level elixir, an artifact specially designed to treat trauma.

After Su Luo sewed up the wound, she stood up lightly and said, "It's done."

"What's the matter? Where is the matter? You killed my second senior uncle." Li Zixing stared at Su Luo, and started to spit, but just in the middle of what he said

Because Mrs. Mu looked at Mu Wuji excitedly: "Husband! Are you awake?! Are you really awake?!"

Mrs. Mu rushed up and was about to shake Mu Wuji out of habit, Su Luo hurriedly said: "His wound hasn't healed yet, carefully shake him to death."

Su Luo lightly said a word, and Madam Mu let go of her hand in fright.

She looked at Su Luo begging for help.

Su Luo said lightly: "Don't touch him, you'll be fine, he's already in a state where he can talk."

Li Zixing on the side stared at Su Luo: "Nonsense!"

Su Luo ignored him, because the facts speak for themselves, there is no need for her to stand up and speak with words.

Sure enough, at this moment, Mu Wuji opened his eyes and looked at Mrs. Mu: "You..."

"Mu Wuji, you're really awake!" Madam Mu burst into tears, "I can't believe it, how do you feel now? Is there any discomfort?"

Mu Wuji showed pain on his face: "I'm already dead, haven't I?"

The dagger is piercing into his chest, can he still live?