Unlimited arrogance: deserted doctors can't be provoked

Chapter 429 Onset ([-])

"Because... you don't want to?" Mu Jinxi's murderous aura froze instantly after hearing the murmured words, her eyes fixed on the naked figure, and she frowned: "Dream Cultivation Soul, What nonsense are you talking about?"

As far as she knew, as long as anyone who fled from his side without authorization, no matter who they were, they would die at his hands. She thought it was because she was concerned about her ability that no one would chase her down, but what did he mean by his answer at this moment?
"Hehe!" Meng Xiuhun smiled lightly, but changed the subject at the next moment: "Jin, you are too close to Gong Cangli, don't forget that you are mine!"

The luxuriant branches swayed for a while, and in the dark night, the loose corners of the clothes swayed past, and the dream of repairing the soul was like a huge bird, which only flapped its wings and disappeared without a trace.

In a short time, the previous tranquility was restored again. Mu Jinxi looked at the place where the figure disappeared, her brows did not relax at all.

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More than half of the ten days passed in the blink of an eye. As time went by, people who had been very concerned about the matter of Tianran's coming to Lin Kingdom before had faded away, and the days seemed to have returned to their original plainness.

But Mu Jinxi felt that she lived a very fulfilling life in these ordinary days. With Gong Jitian taking care of the palace, she didn't care whether she went to Songyuan or not. Although Prince Mu's Mansion was not a long-term residence, there Where Su Wanxin and Mu Zichen existed, she could always feel the warmth from her relatives.

But the most noteworthy thing is that the eleventh level of the Wuxiang Heart Sutra has been cultivated to the peak, and this mind of doing whatever she wants seems to be fully discovered by her. Even ordinary moves combined with the Wuxiang Heart Sutra seem to be impossible for ordinary people to resist.

Although the Heart Sutra is divided into [-] levels, the progress in the first ten levels is not great. Only when it is approaching the twelfth level, the accumulated power can be considered to be truly developed. Thinking of the level of masters in these countries, Mu Jinxi felt Can't help but have more protection.

She is popular and has people who protect her, it seems that everything else is fearless!
Exhaling heavily, Mu Jinxi finished today's practice, but just as she got off the bed, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.

"Princess, King Mo is ill, King Qing sent someone to Fengxing!"

"Did you get sick again?" The frequency of Gong Mosheng's sickness seems to be much higher these days. If it wasn't for the near misses every time, she even wondered if her medicine hadn't worked.

Without thinking too much, Mu Jinxi said calmly towards the door: "Understood, I'll go right away!"

While speaking, Mu Jinxi couldn't help but smile when she thought of Gong Cangli's intention to go to Fengxing to invite her.Everyone must know that Su Jin is Fengxing, but few people know that Su Jin is himself. He knows that he doesn't want to be exposed, so he is deliberately helping her to hide it!
It seemed that she hadn't seen him for several days, thinking of the warmth in his eyes every time he looked at her, Mu Jinxi couldn't help speeding up the speed of changing clothes.

Undoubtedly the same as in the past, walking out of the back door of the small courtyard with ease, wearing simple clothes, and a plain face, even if Mu Jinxi was walking on the road generously, few people would pay attention to her.

The guards of Qingwang's Mansion had known Mu Jinxi for a long time. When they saw this unattractive person, they did not dare to show any disrespect. They brought Mu Jinxi into the mansion in awe and did not retreat until he was sent to Moshuang Pavilion.

Entering Gong Mosheng's room, Mu Jinxi saw Gong Cangli who was guarding the bed without accident. His expression was still indifferent, but his calm eyes were now covered with worry. In front of him, the spacious On the bed, Gong Mosheng's face was pale, like a transparent person, lying on the bed with thin breath.

(End of this chapter)