MTL - The Quick Transmigrator of the Female Supporting Role Always Wants to Kill the Male Lead-Chapter 270 Lord Shangshen, please stay (48)

  Chapter 270 Lord God, Please Stay (48)

  After the punishment, Mu Ling couldn't stand up anymore.

  She lost consciousness and passed out immediately, driving Xian Chen next to her mad, Xian Chen went to the doctor with Mu Ling on her back.

   "Doctor, doctor, please save her, please."

  He hugged the person in front of him, and the doctor in front of him looked at the person in his arms coldly.

   "Who did I say? It turned out to be Senior Sister Mu Ling. Why does Senior Sister Mu Ling have time to come to my humble house? My temple is too small to accommodate Senior Sister Mu Ling."

  The doctor said sarcastically that she didn't like Mu Ling at all. If it wasn't for Mu Ling's assertion, her younger brother wouldn't have died young, and she wouldn't have been kicked out of the family for this.

  The family believed that her brother lost his life because of her improper protection. No matter how they explained, they didn't want to hear a word, and directly expelled themselves.

"Save her, I saved her, who will save me? Why should I save her? She killed so many disciples and caused so many innocent people to lose their lives. Brother Xianchen, you are so ridiculous, how dare you let me I'm here to save her, you were excluded for this kind of person, are you sure you don't regret it?"

  The woman looked at the two people at the door indifferently, and she was ready to pack her things and leave the fairy gate.

  Xianmen is not her place to stay. The drug boy she sent this time is a waste who knows nothing. That waste caused her to be expelled from Xianmen, and the family drove her away from the family.

  Every bad thing happened together.

  The culprit was Mu Ling in front of him. If it wasn't for Mu Ling, this time it wouldn't have happened, and he wouldn't have been angered.

   "Qiufeng, please, save Mu Ling, please, please save the child Mu Ling, I am willing to do anything you ask me, will you save Mu Ling?"

  Xianchen didn't even want any dignity, he just wanted Mu Ling to live now.

   "You want me to save her?"

"hehe."

  She sneered, how could it be possible to save a person who hurt herself.

   "Yes, I can save Mu Ling, but I want you to take out the flower of death and exchange the flower of death for the life of Senior Sister Mu Ling."

   "You are..."

  Xianchen hesitated. The flower of death is the flower on the other side of the swamp. There is no return, and it may not be possible to get the flower of death. This flower is not easy to preserve.

   "You don't need to show anything, you just need to make my death flower bloom again, and I agree to save Mu Ling."

   Xianchen had no choice but to nod his head, agreeing to this matter.

   "Then help me heal my senior sister, and I will make your flower of death bloom again."

   Isn’t it just to let go of your cultivation base? If you lose your cultivation base, you can just practice again. There is only one senior sister, and he can’t give up on senior sister.

  Brother, he stayed behind closed doors and chose to ignore this matter, pretending not to see it.

  Xianchen then followed the autumn wind to a place, and there was a pot of withered flowers on the table in front of him. The flowers were lifeless and lifeless.

   "It's this flower, if you save it, I agree."

  She is deliberately asking difficult questions to make things difficult for the person in front of her, so that the person in front of her will retreat and stay away from her place.

  That vicious person, who is willing to save and kill so many people.

   "Qiufeng, you mean what you say."

   "Of course, if a gentleman says it, it's hard to catch a horse. I won't lie to you."

  She has no expression on her face. It is very difficult to save this flower. It needs to exhaust a person's cultivation base. If the cultivation base is not enough, she may lose her life.

   How anyone would actually die for another is ridiculous.

  Xian Chen looked at the person in his arms, whose eyes were tightly closed, her face was pale.

   "Qiufeng, I hope you will do what you say."

  (end of this chapter)