Chapter 675： Mufu

Yijiang City, a country of water, is a medium-sized city with a population of almost tens of millions. It is named because of its proximity to the Yijiang River. It is famous for its precious spices Yixiang in its territory.

At this time, heavy rain was covering this large city, the sky was dim, countless dark clouds condensed over the city, and the water poured into the city like a flood.

However, the people here don't seem to have any disgust, but they are somewhat contented.

The water country is already rainy and the rivers are crisscrossed. This is indeed in line with the characteristics of the water country monks who have water properties and spiritual roots. Therefore, they will not feel uncomfortable even in the heavy rain. Instead, it is very comfortable because of the moisture in the air.

In the city, a magnificent manor stands in the south of Yijiang City, occupying almost one-fifth of the entire south of the city. From the perspective of its luxury and huge area, the owner of this manor is rich or expensive.

Occasional mortals or monks passing by the manor will take an envious glance at this grand mansion. They all know that the city in this city is the mansion of the largest family in Yijiang City, Mufu!

However, the outside world did not know that the tension in Mufu had reached a terrifying level at the moment. All of them were close enemies. The reason was that the wife of Muzhen, the master of Mufu, had an abortion.

Although Mu Zheng was an early monk of Yuan Ying, their family has always been a single biography, and in his generation, no son-in-law has been born. At last, his wife was pregnant, but she did not expect to have a miscarriage at seven months. It was not a spontaneous abortion, but was murdered.

"Mufu is heavily guarded, and it is impossible for outsiders to take a half-step here, and say, who killed my child in the end!" Mu Zheng was extremely angry, and his face was somber and terrible.

He is now middle-aged. This time his wife is pregnant and can be considered as a child. But when he was extremely happy, he was murdered in his eyelids. This made him accept, how Can't be angry!

Above the lobby, there were hundreds of servants and servants kneeling down, all of them trembled and looked terrified. Even if there were Jindan period monks in the middle, they still had nowhere to go because once they were found out by Mu Zheng, do n’t talk about gold. The monk Dan Qi, and even Lao Tzu will not let go of this time.

"Don't say it? Even if you can't find anything, you will all bury my children!"

Huh! Mu Zheng broke the wooden chair with a single palm, and the momentum of the whole person reached the peak in an instant. The initial repair of Yuan Ying broke out completely, making everyone at the scene shocked, and some people who were not good at repairing directly Mu Zheng collapsed to the ground by the shock.

"Homeowner, we really don't know ..."

"You're wrong, we really don't know anything ..."

...

The underground people have cried in horror. They really don't know anything, but at this time, Mu Zheng can't care so much. He hasn't protected his children. These people are supposed to be damn. He couldn't find the killer. You can only vent your anger in this cruel way.

Bang ...

A huge thunder, a horrifying thunderstorm erupted into a terrifying sky power, and the sky instantly turned into a blue color, as if the rain was sunny, causing everyone to look up at this moment.

Just as everyone looked up, everyone saw a azure blue lightning crashing down, disappearing into the south of the city.

"Chengnan ... that direction ... isn't it Mufu ..."

"What kind of anger and resentment this Mufu did has been thundered!"

...

Everyone talked for a while, enjoying the beauty of the moment with the mentality of watching a theater.

Everyone in the lobby was taken aback by the sudden thunder, and Mu Zheng felt that the blue light was falling on his mansion, but he didn't feel anything unusual, and he knew The Thunder didn't have much power, and at this time, he felt that it was God crying for his dead child.

Mu Zheng's eyes glanced at the monks below. Although he could not find evidence of the murderer, he could also speculate who wanted to kill his child.

Among them, the suspicion of Yang Zimu Li is the biggest, and there are so many others worthy of doubt, but there is no exact evidence.

Mu Zheng took a deep breath and walked straight towards the teenager who looked so quiet and didn't say a word.

Before his own child, Mu Li was his hope and his pride, but now this hope has become doubt, dread, and anger.

"You ..." Mu Zheng just spoke, before the words were finished, the lobby door was pushed open.

An old mother with a foundation build repair stumbled and ran in. Her hands were still stained with blood, her face with a horror, and a little joy, regardless of those kneeling on the ground. Zheng Zheng said, "Master, please go and see. Although the wife has a miscarriage, the child did not die, but the breath is very weak ..."

Suddenly heard this news, Mu Zheng suddenly fell in place, followed by the Yuan Ying period of repair broke out in an instant, directly crashed the hall and went straight to the backyard.

At this moment, a few people in the hall looked slightly fluctuated, and quietly exchanged an obscure look.

The mother saw that Mu Zheng had already gone to the backyard, and immediately moved her spiritual power to catch up. Her current mood was also extremely complicated. Although the child was not dead, from the breath point of view, it was only a step away from death. Really dead, it ’s her who is unlucky, born to die, and died after being born, that ’s two different things, she does n’t have to take responsibility in the former ~ www.novelhall.com ~ the latter can be said Unclear.

In the backyard.

Dozens of nieces were busily moving in and out, and everyone's face was anxious and panicked, and on the side of the couch, Mu Zheng was already standing there.

"Master, Madam passed out, but it didn't matter, but the child ..." Another delivery mother saw Mu Zheng coming, anxiously explained, and handed a baby covered with blood to Mu Zheng .

This is a boy with reddish skin, irritated with gossip, not crying and noisy, completely comatose, but on his neck, he has nine birthmarks similar to commas, but it is not obvious, if you do n’t notice Hard to find.

Mu Zheng carefully took the baby, as if holding a peerless treasure, with an infinite surprise in the look of worry on his face, the pure water spiritual power of the whole body immediately erupted, gently flowing towards the baby's body, stabilizing his breath.

After half an hour, Mu Zheng was already sweating, even more expensive than a battle. This kind of subtle and extreme control is a great test for a monk! The baby's breath is really too weak. He must try his best to stabilize the vitality of the child without causing stimuli. More or less, not less, and this opportunity is only once. Once it fails, his child will Really dead.

Fortunately, with the help of Mu Zheng, the baby's breath became smoother and gentler, which gave Mu Zheng great confidence and surprise.

At this moment, the baby who had been in a coma shook her eyelashes and opened her eyes. These are a pair of beautiful eyes with blue light, but they just flickered and went out.

The baby was unconscious again, but the breath finally stabilized.

Thank you Ye Luoyu for the reward of 100 books in autumn!

(End of this chapter)