After my soul traveled through time and space, I became the male protagonist Bai Yueguang

The banquet turned out to be unexpected, and finally they decided to take Mu Daiying back to the Mu residence for disposal.

Mu Daying, who was in a coma, gradually woke up after being injected with drugs by Shen Zhao, but when she opened her eyes, she saw Duan Lucong who was also under control.

She stared at Duan Luchong with a sharp gaze, and screamed in a sharp voice, piercing the sky, "What's going on! What's going on!"

Standing at a distance from several men in black, Duan Lu Chong lowered his head as if he could not face the fact. He did not dare to stare into Mu Daying's eyes that seemed to be filled with hope.

Seeing Duan Lu Chong's reaction, Mu Daiying had a bad guess in her heart. She laughed coldly, and the sound was particularly creepy in the empty and echoing room of Mu's house.

"I see," she tilted her head, her face looking miserable, "failed...right?"

She looked around, and except for the man in black, her eyes were fixed on Shen Zhao and his group. "It's you! Right? It's you who ruined our plan for many years!"

She suddenly stood up from the chair like a madman, and as if using all her strength to pounce on Shen Zhao, but was ruthlessly stopped by the man in black.

Mu Yanchen had long stood in front of Shen Zhao. His eyes were like ice spikes as he pierced Mu Daiying's crazy expression. He said coldly, "Mu Guichao and Mu Yingfeng are both dead."

It was as if they were talking about two insignificant people, even the slightest blood relationship between them was completely cut off.

"So what!" Her bloodshot eyes stared straight at Mu Yanchen, "Aren't you still alive? You also have his blood flowing! You all deserve to die!"

Mu Daying struggled in the arms of the man in black until she was exhausted. She could only yell and make a fuss in the room.

Shen Zhao reached out and pressed Mu Yanchen's arm, using a little force. Mu Yanchen understood and moved sideways to let her come out from behind.

Shen Zhao looked at Mu Daiying closely. Her eyes were calm, as if she was not affected by the painful memories of being drowned in the pond. "We all know what we should know. What I want to ask is, do the Cai family still have the fireflies?"

Mu Daying looked at those sparkling eyes and was stunned for a moment, but then she was filled with overwhelming hatred. It was the person in front of her who hindered her plans and ruined everything.

Suddenly, she grinned, the corners of her mouth curled up, and made a strange sound, "You want fireflies?"

Shen Zhao nodded. She really needed it. No matter how long it took, she believed that she could develop an antidote as soon as possible. Even if she couldn't eradicate the toxins in her body, she could at least suppress them.

Mu Daying glanced at Mu Yanchen, "Do you trust such a girl? What can she do with the firefly flower? You are all going to die!" She almost shouted, "You are all going to die!"

Mu Daiying's words buzzed in Shen Zhao's mind. He finally suppressed them. Ignoring her crazy behavior, Shen Zhao said again: "Since you think I can't do it, even if you give me the firefly flower, I can't save them. Maybe I will destroy that thing. So why don't you tell me? Maybe I will accelerate their death?"

She turned to look at Mu Yanchen, then looked back at Mu Daying, "Look, they are all alive and well now."

Just as Situ Rui moved Mu Daying back to the Mu residence, an hour ago, Shen Zhao took back the box of processed Night-Loving Flower potion from Situ Rui.

The stars were like a vast Milky Way contained in a small glass bottle. Shen Zhao immediately opened the box and debugged it. He gave Mu Yanchen an injection first, suppressing the signs of his impending illness.

Then, led by Mu Yanchen, Shen Zhao took the box of medicine and walked into the depths of Mu's house. As expected, everywhere he passed was in a mess.

The corridor was pitch black, with only the wall lamps emitting a faint light, which cast a soft, cold white glow on the porcelain fragments on the ground.

Shen Zhao quickened his pace and followed behind Mu Yanchen, "Where are we going now?"

The back of Mu Yanchen's hand touched Shen Zhao's, and he took her hand and pulled her to the seat next to him, "Follow closely, you have seen that person."

Shen Zhao suddenly understood. Yes, in addition to the deceased eldest sons, Mu Guichao and Mu Yanchen, the Mu family also had an unknown Mu Sheng.

"Is he serious?"

Mu Yanchen's steps were very fast. Shen Zhao felt that he should value this relative, so she asked carefully. If it had exceeded a certain limit, she would not be able to save Mu Sheng.

"I heard that he is on the verge of falling ill."

"Then let's hurry up." Shen Zhao picked up the box and went from walking quickly to running.

In the guest room deep inside the Mu residence, Mo Xinqi and Mu Ying surrounded Mu Sheng anxiously. Seeing Mu Sheng's mental state from consciousness to his current distracted state, they had no choice but to pin their hopes on Mu Yanchen.

"Mom! Stop hanging around in front of me. Didn't you say that the Seventh Young Master would help us? Why hasn't he come yet!" Mu Ying gently stroked Mu Sheng's back, anxiously watching the changes in Mu Sheng's expression.

Fortunately, Mu Sheng is not good at drinking. In the power system of the Mu family, he is even more backward than the Seventh Young Master who has been sent to the south. Other entrepreneurs are quite realistic and have not had too many drinks with Mu Sheng. It is also because of this that Mu Sheng has gained the time he has now.

"Mu Ying, stop talking." Mo Xinqi looked at her son who was shaking in the chair with a heartache. She clenched her hands tightly. She looked at the sky outside the window, as if praying for something, and murmured, "He promised me. I helped him and let him go to the south. I helped him. He will definitely come to save my son!"

In desperation, the door of the guest room was opened.

In Yu Mo Xinqi's heart, Mu Yanchen was like a god descending that day, appearing in the darkness accompanied by the cool night breeze.

“Seventh Young Master!” Mo Xinqi couldn’t hold back her tears and ran to Mu Yanchen, “Save my son, you promised me!”

Mu Yanchen usually kept people at a distance, and was cold and reserved, with a distant temperament. But at this moment, he reached out and supported Mo Xinqi, "Third Madam, let's check on Mu Sheng first."

Mo Xinqi knew she was being rude, so she stood still immediately and wiped her red and swollen eyes. She turned around and walked to Mu Sheng with Mu Yanchen.

Mu Sheng hugged his knees tightly with his hands and buried his head deeply in them. From his white knuckles and the cold sweat on his temples, one could tell how much pain he was enduring at the moment.

"He's on the verge of a seizure." Shen Zhao was sure. She placed the box in front of her and then squatted down in front of Mu Sheng.

Mo Xinqi glanced at Shen Zhao nervously, then at Mu Yanchen, the doubt in her eyes was obvious, she was just about to ask, "Can she do it?"

Mu Yanchen curled the corners of his lips, his heart and eyes filled with the calm girl in front of him. He explained for the first time, "If she can't do it, we will go to hell together tonight."