The young lady reborn at the end of the world is frivolous

Chapter 430

Mu Yu stood in front of the crowd, with lightning flashing in his hand, and his black eyes were dark under his jet-black shattered hair.

"Healer, come out."

His voice was so cold that the crowd couldn't help shrinking.

"Don't make me say it a second time."

Mu Yu looked down at the thunderbolt in his hand, the threat in his words was obvious.

There was a man in the crowd who shrank back and forth, his eyes flickering.

Even squeezed into the crowd.

Whenever there is a turmoil, Mu Yu's eyes are like an eagle soaring high in the sky, extremely sharp and sharp.

He looked down at his prey.

Locked on him almost instantly.

Mu Yu looked at the people next to him and felt hairy, so he pushed the people around him.

"Go quickly, that's your aunt."

Wang An paused, and finally, under Mu Yu's watchful eyes, he walked out bravely.

After two people left.

The crowd is rustling:

"Damn, this Wang An is too timid, that's his aunt."

"Yes, he healed Zhao Si's hands."

"Who knows."

……

As soon as Wang An came over, Zhang Xian glared at him fiercely, grabbed his collar and said, "Cure her quickly!"

Wang An was taken aback by the slightly red eyes.

"hurry up."

Zhang Xian's coquettish shout brought him back to his train of thought.

There were many people watching, their eyes were cold, and Wang An visibly shrank his neck.

Looking at Aunt Yun's wound, Wang An's lips moved, but he didn't say anything.

Putting his hand three centimeters above Aunt Yun's wound, a green light came out from the palm of his hand.

Aunt Yun looked up at Wang An with difficulty, and said, "An An, it's you."

Whether she was facing Zhang Xian or Wang An, Aunt Yun always had a gentle smile on her face.

Wang An paused when he heard Aunt Yun calling him.

But didn't say anything.

Zhang Xian, who was holding Aunt Yun, turned her eyes around Wang An, pursed her lips, and continued to look at Aunt Yun.

Aunt Yun's complexion improved a little.

Joy flashed in Zhang Xian's eyes.

In just 2 minutes, sweat broke out on Wang An's forehead.

It was obviously a bit difficult, and the green light was also dimmed a lot.

Zhang Xian frowned at him, then threw out a bottle of water, and said in a cold voice, "Drink it."

Wang An paused, and then drank the bottle of water under the guidance of Zhang Xian's eyes.

In an instant, he felt that he was a little lacking in fading abilities, and there was a faint tendency to recover.

Wang An looked at Zhang Xian in surprise, his eyes uncertain.

Zhao Wu was so beaten up by Peng Yi that he couldn't speak a word, and could only lie on the ground panting slightly.

It seemed that the next second, he was going to die.

In fact, it was almost the same, but Peng Yi thought about it and decided to keep this person first.

Hand it over to Zhang Xian later.

So, he spared Zhao Wu's life.

Even with the blessing of spiritual spring water, Wang An didn't last long.

And Aunt Yun's face, which had just stabilized, began to turn pale again.

"what happened?"

Zhang Xian locked Wang An's eyes and questioned him.

Wang An let go of his hand, and said dejectedly: "The bullet in Gu Gu's body must be taken out."

"But, a bullet grazed the heart, and now it's bleeding profusely, already, already..."

Hearing this, Zhang Xian couldn't calm down anymore: "Can't you heal someone's severed hand?"

"It's not the same, aunt, this is too deep, it is a fatal injury."

Wang An quickly glanced at Zhang Xian, then quickly lowered his head.

"Also, my abilities are almost exhausted."

Even with the blessing of Lingquan water, he couldn't return to his peak state in an instant. Besides, he had healed Zhao Si's hand before.

Aunt Yun grabbed Zhang Xian and shook her head:

"Miss, it's okay. I don't have any relatives anymore. This time, I just happened to be able to accompany them."

"I miss my son a little too."

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(End of this chapter)