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

When Yan Mu and his men arrived, it was the first time he saw Zhao Wenting in such a miserable state. He was pale, curled up on the ground, and there was a striking handprint on his face.

Yan Mu was secretly shocked!

I don’t know which blind person dared to slap Zhao Wenting in the face.

"Master, how are you? Are you injured anywhere?" Yan Mu squatted down and asked with concern.

Zhao Wenting's eyes were dim and unfocused, as if he was thinking about something. His nose was tall and stained with dust, and his lips moved slightly palely. Then he looked at Yan Mu who was untying him, and shook his head silently. He wanted to tell about his experience today and the weirdness of the man named "Wuming", but how could he explain this weird feeling? Thinking of this, Zhao Wenting swallowed the words that were on his lips.

"Do you have the strength to stand up?"

Yan Mu automatically ignored the weirdness and complexity in Zhao Wenting's eyes. At this moment, he just wanted to take the young master away from this place as soon as possible.

"Let me try."

Zhao Wenting's voice was still a little hoarse, but it was better than before.

His legs and feet, which had just stood up, suddenly felt sore and weak. Zhao Wenting was about to fall straight to the floor in front of him, but fortunately he was held by Yan Mu.

"It's okay, it should be a special ether component. I'll take you outside first." Yan Mu's voice was nervous but soft. He patiently supported the limp Zhao Wenting with one hand and walked out of the dilapidated door. Zhao Wenting realized that he was not only a qualified secretary, but also a "good brother" who was very caring. It was because of him that Mo Mo was so happy to return to the Yan family.

Unconsciously, Mo Mo's happy and smiling face appeared in Zhao Wenting's mind again.

In order to prevent the news of Zhao Wenting’s kidnapping from leaking out, Yan Mu did not bring many people with him this time.

And they did not choose to return to the old house, but went back to Zhao Wenting's own villa.

As the night deepened, the car became deathly silent.

The lights are dim.

Zhao Wenting reached out and took the silk scarf handed to him by Yan Mu, and silently wiped the dirt off his face.

He looked out the window with a worried face.

"Master, what do you think about the person who kidnapped you this time?" Yan Mu was driving while trying to find clues from Zhao Wenting. He thought that since the master was awake, he might have seen or heard something.

"It's 'Nameless', the behind-the-scenes boss of the Bounty Hunter Guild." Zhao Wenting said calmly.

"How could it be?" Yan Mu looked incredulous, but when he saw Zhao Wenting's expression, he knew he was not joking. "Could it be Song Tianjiao..."

"It's not her." Zhao Wenting immediately understood Yan Mu's suspicion and denied it immediately. "Don't make this public for now. Find someone to investigate his true identity in secret."

"it is good."

The car was quiet again. Zhao Wenting thought about every word the man said to him with an unhappy look on his face. It seemed that there was a huge truth hidden behind it. What happened in that abandoned amusement park? Should he remember it? Or did he forget something?

His fingers unconsciously clenched, his nails digging into his palms which were already broken from falling and rubbing against the ground, and a trickle of blood oozed out.

However, before Yan Mu could arrange for someone to investigate, Pei Ming immediately appeared at the villa and brought the news from "Wuming" that "Liang Chuxin's bones had been removed".

"What?!" Yan Mu's pupils trembled, "Liang Chuxin..."

Hearing this, Yan Mu suddenly felt a strong sense of uneasiness in her heart. She was Mo Mo's best friend, and she was so kind to Mo Mo. No one expected that Liang Chuxin, who was taken away by the Liang family army, would end up like this.

Zhao Wenting listened in silence, "Is she still alive now?"

Yan Mu was speechless. Pei Ming shook his head. "We are still tracking the details. The accuracy of this information needs further investigation and confirmation."

"I don't understand. If it was really this 'Nameless' who kidnapped the young master tonight, then now he is providing us with information about Liang Chuxin's whereabouts. What exactly does this mean?" Yan Mu seemed to be thinking about something, but he really couldn't figure it out.

"The purpose is obvious," Zhao Wenting smiled faintly, "He doesn't want me to enter the Void Realm."

Yan Mu suddenly felt his eyes brighten.

"So he is sure that you will give up your schedule to save Liang Chuxin." This makes sense. But Yan Mu still feels that there is something wrong. If that's the case, why did he go to the trouble of tying the young master to the amusement park? What was the purpose? And the young master looked worried all the way. What did they say in the abandoned amusement park?

"Master, I still have some doubts in my mind." Yan Mu thought that instead of guessing here, it would be better to ask directly.

"Go ahead." Zhao Wenting said without even raising his eyelids.

Under the bright white light.

Pei Ming listened to the conversation and analysis between Yan Mu and the young master while silently treating his wounds.

**

In the simple room, the clock on the wall moved silently, and the pointer now pointed to two o'clock.

Liang Chufang knelt beside the bed, looking at her sister who was breathing weakly on the bed, sobbing softly. She felt that she had harmed her. They had a chance to escape that night, but she stopped her and even threatened to protect her.

At this moment, she was regretting her decision to the core.

"sister……"

Suddenly, Liang Chuxin woke up on the bed, and her voice was unusually hoarse.

"Ah Xin, my sister is here, I'm here..." Seeing Liang Chuxin wake up, Liang Chufang's face was shocked, happy, and tears. Finally, the guilt and helplessness in her eyes flashed.

"Where are we?" Liang Chuxin wanted to sit up from the bed. Just as she supported herself on the bed board with both hands, she found that her entire left hand was wrapped in gauze and bandaged into a huge ball. Unconsciously, she seemed to touch the wound, and the severe pain was transmitted to her brain nerves, and then bright red blood stained the snow-white gauze.

"Sister, what's wrong with me? What happened? My hand... why is my hand like this?" Liang Chuxin's eyes widened with fear. Even after waking up, she still couldn't believe the fact that her bones had been removed.

"Ah Xin, you...you listen to your sister, this is all my fault," Liang Chufang's eyes were heavy with tears falling. Before she finished speaking, she was already crying and couldn't breathe.

"It turns out that those were not dreams..."

Liang Chuxin's eyes were dazed. She only remembered that she had a very long dream in which her bones were removed.

The wooden door was pushed open from the outside, revealing Liang Siyuan's smug face.

Seeing Liang Chuxin waking up on the hospital bed, his eyes suddenly brightened again.

"Cousin, you finally woke up?" He walked quickly to Liang Chuxin, then smiled and stretched out his left hand, which was also wrapped in gauze like a ball. "Let me tell you, it's worthy of your 'natural bone'. It fits me very well. My spiritual power has increased greatly in the past few days, and it's all thanks to you, cousin."

"Enough! Liang Siyuan!" Liang Chufang finally couldn't bear it anymore and roared out, with hatred in her eyes, "Get out!"

Liang Chufang now felt disgusted if she looked at him for any longer.

"You...what did you say?!" Liang Chuxin had tears in her eyes. She stared blankly at the hand that Liang Siyuan held in front of her. Was there her own bone in it? He actually did such a cruel thing to her?

She stretched out her trembling hand, her fingertips cold, wanting to touch the hand that was also bandaged in gauze.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to show off to you, I just want to thank you sincerely." Liang Siyuan pulled back his bandaged left hand, smiling, and gently touched Liang Chuxin's messy but soft hair with his right hand, as if this could heal her wounds and pain.

Liang Chufang suddenly stood up from the bed!

"Snapped--!"

A crisp slap sounded above Liang Chuxin's head.

Liang Siyuan and Liang Chuxin seemed to wake up from their respective worlds in an instant.

"roll!"

Liang Chufang screamed and drove Liang Siyuan out.

Looking back at her sister, Liang Chuxin was just sitting there blankly, her eyes unfocused and her body trembling. Liang Chufang felt that her heart had died silently, just like her at this moment.