The little cousin of the group is actually a genius in cultivating immortals

Except for Pei Ming, the others only learned about the increased danger level of the spiritual cultivation competition later. However, Liang Chuxin and Mo Mo were both seriously injured and hospitalized, and many other contestants were not spared. This incident caused a great response in the spiritual cultivation world and the Supernatural Bureau.

In the hospital ward, Mo Mo's hand was still hooked up to an IV drip.

"I'm sorry. On behalf of myself, Pei Ming, and my grandfather, I apologize to you and all the contestants who were injured in this competition." He stared at Mo Mo, who was sitting on the hospital bed with a pale face, and said softly.

Mo Mo looked at him in surprise.

Then she avoided his gaze and said, "There's nothing to apologize for. You were just following the bureau's rules."

"I will compensate you and all the contestants who were injured in this competition. Although I know that some things are useless to compensate for, this is what I want to do."

The room suddenly became quiet.

Mo Mo lowered her head and secretly glanced at its hands that were peeling fruit for her from an angle that no one else could see.

[He is a very good person with a very positive outlook! Although he always appears cold on the surface, he can also make people feel warm, right? ]

[How can I not be moved by such a good person? 】

I can only say that this is happiness that I am destined not to obtain.

Just like the memories of their previous lives seen in the dream, they were obviously so in love, and he had obviously given so much for her, but fate always played tricks on them.

Mo Mo sighed quietly.

Looking up, she suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Huh? I haven't seen Pei Ming for a while. I sent him a message to find information, but he didn't reply. Is he very busy recently?"

Mo Mo asked this while looking at Yan Mu who was standing behind Zhao Wenting like a wooden man.

"I sent him to the relatively underdeveloped African region to work on the company's project for a month. If you need any information, just ask Yan Mu to process it and send it to you."

Before Yan Mu could answer, Zhao Wenting spoke first.

Mo Mo just felt the warmth of the man in front of her, but it disappeared without a trace after she heard about Pei Ming's experience.

The persimmons were peeled, and Zhao Wenting carefully cut them into pieces and placed them on a plate, then brought them to Mo Mo with a fork.

Mo Mo didn't eat it immediately, but put it on the bedside table.

"Master, don't you blame me for using this method to win the game?" Mo Mo knew in her heart that she was blinded by hatred at that moment. She hated this man for cruelly hurting her sister Liang Chuxin. At that moment, she thought Liang Chuxin was going to die, so she thought "he must pay the price."

As a result, although many people were seriously injured in this game, no one lost their life except the man who killed himself with poison.

[He is indeed very strong. If we fight head-on, I will definitely not be his opponent. But this is not a reason for me to kill him...]

Thinking of this, Mo Mo felt a sense of guilt in her heart, and she lowered her head even lower.

"You're also seriously injured, so I can't punish you any further. Remember to control your emotions in the future." Zhao Wenting said calmly, and then added, "If it's an actual combat situation, as long as you can save your life... staying alive is the most important thing."

"Okay, I understand." Mo Mo said in a low voice, "Master, I want to move back to the Yan family."

"Why?" Zhao Wenting looked at the plate of crisp persimmon fruit cubes that she loved but didn't touch, his eyes deep and bottomless.

"I... I'm afraid that others will gossip about us, and... I still feel more comfortable going back to my own home." Mo Mo's voice was very low, and she didn't dare to look up at him.

She still remembered how happy she was on her first day at Yuling Villa. She also remembered the excitement of taking a comfortable bath in the Yuling Pool with Liang Chuxin. And the exquisite snacks and three meals a day that seemed to be specially arranged according to her preferences...

[I’m sorry, Master…]

She knew she was saying things against her will.

"Okay, then it's your decision."

She didn't expect that Zhao Wenting agreed so readily.

Zhao Wenting and Yan Mu left. Mo Mo looked at the white curtains fluttering beside the bed, feeling empty inside.

**

Heavy rain.

The bright lights shone on the wet road.

[Where? Where is he? ]

Yan Mu drove the car at the fastest speed while carrying Mo Mo, who was still wearing a hospital gown. The rain was hitting the car windows wildly, and lightning and thunder were heard from time to time in the dark sky.

With his hands tightly gripping the steering wheel, he stopped the car at the fork in the road without even realizing it.

"Brother Amu, why... did you stop?" Mo Mo was also very anxious. She looked at Yan Mu in confusion, "Brother... is he on the left or the right?"

"I can't sense it anymore..." Yan Mu suddenly burst into tears with a painful expression, "I can't sense him anymore."

[What do you mean? Does it mean... that my eldest brother... is already dead? ]

A bitter feeling spread in Mo Mo's chest, and she opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

Suddenly, the phone in my handbag rang.

It’s Zhao Wenting.

"What... in the hospital... OK, we'll go back right now!"

After hanging up the phone, Mo Mo turned around and held Yan Mu's hands on the steering wheel, saying, "Brother Ali can still be saved! He...he is in the hospital now, let's turn around and go back now!"

In the dark night sky, a black BMW rushed away in the rain.

Because of a mistake in the screening of the superpower police, Yan Li was captured and thrown into a cage for mutants, where he was seriously injured.

When Yan Mu and Mo Mo learned about this, it was said that Yan Li had been thrown into a mass grave as the body of a criminal!

That's why the brother and sister were in such a panic.

In the hospital corridor, Zhao Wenting and several police officers with special abilities who were escorting people were there.

"This is a spy colluding with the criminal gang. I have brought him to you."

Yan Mu's eyes, shining with sparkling light, moved away from Zhao Wenting's face, then he walked up to the man who was being escorted and punched him directly on the bridge of the nose.

Then there was a chaotic and vicious beating. The man fell to the ground and screamed in pain.

Some doctors stuck their heads out at the end of the corridor to watch, but none of them dared to come out to stop the situation or ask questions.

Compared to Yan Mu, Mo Mo was much calmer at this moment. After she learned from the doctor about her elder brother's serious injury, she came to Zhao Wenting, took the information in his hand and looked at it carefully.

She was reading the information carefully, and he was looking at her. He saw that her eyelids were red, as if she had just cried.

"sorry."

He spoke slowly.

Mo Mo raised her eyes to look at him, his dark eyes were looking at her. He was clearly apologizing, but she could feel the sadness in his heart, like a puppy begging for forgiveness.

A thought came to her mind...

"What I hate to hear the most is someone saying 'I'm sorry'. If a simple 'I'm sorry' can solve many problems, then what are the world's lawyers, police, and so many laws and regulations for? Can a simple 'I'm sorry' erase the harm that the person has suffered?"

Mo Mo's eyes were cold and indifferent.

[Is she angry? Angry about Liang Chuxin and herself getting hurt, and also angry about Yan Li being seriously injured? ]

Zhao Wenting looked at her aggressive appearance in astonishment.

"This time, I won't forgive anyone, including you. If your supernatural agency is really like this: selfish, cold-hearted, profit-seeking, and likes to pretend to be a good person before begging for forgiveness, then I want to say that I am very disappointed and I choose to leave!"

"In your eyes, it's not just the Bureau of Superpowers, but even me... You think the same way, right?" Mo Mo's words were like sharp silver needles, piercing his heart. The light in his eyes disappeared bit by bit, and then he asked her back with a cold voice.

"Yes, I have thought so since before I became your apprentice. Not only me, but everyone thinks so, right?" Mo Mo's pure white lips were adorned with a cold smile.

Zhao Wenting felt a heavy pain in his heart, as if there was a big hole somewhere and blood was dripping from it.

"Then why did you secretly pick snake fruit for me? Why did you choose to be my disciple? Why did you pretend to make me think you cared about me?..." He was so angry that his chest heaved violently, and those bits of memory flashed quickly in his mind frame by frame.

"Of course it is... 'It's nice to sit under a big tree and enjoy the shade'!" Mo Mo showed a matter-of-fact smile on her face. Her smile was particularly bright and beautiful, so beautiful that it was blinding. "Everyone in the Yan family is very important to me. They are my very, very important family members."

The door of the operating room was pushed open from the inside!

Mo Mo walked around him and ran in quickly with Yan Mu.

Zhao Wenting was still standing alone in the corridor, with a fierce pain coming from his heart.