Master, he is not as good as he looks

In the evening, Chu Zimo sat in front of the window looking at the silver whip in his hand and wondered what he was thinking. The willow tree outside the window was shaken wildly by the night wind.

"Zimo..." A knock on the door brought back Chu Zimo's thoughts.

Chu Zimo opened the door, and saw that it was Qin Haoyi who was taken aback, "Second brother? You didn't go back to the palace?"

"I think something was wrong when you received this and the silver whip. What's wrong with you?" He didn't let go of Chu Zimo's astonished and sad eyes today, but why did he have those eyes?And that person is very weird, he doesn't look like a person from Vietnam.

"It's nothing, it's just a little familiar." Chu Zimo waved his hand, turned around and put the silver whip on the table.

"Familiar? Zimo, that person looks weird today, or have you seen him before?" Qin Haoyi also held the silver whip in his hand, but couldn't see anything unusual.

"No, I've never met this person. But for some reason, he always gives me a feeling of deja vu. And this silver whip, it feels a little uncomfortable to hold in my hand, and I feel a little distressed." Chu Zimo sighed, Then he said: "Second brother, don't you know who this person is?"

"He doesn't look like a Vietnamese. If you see this person again next time, you must stay away from him. I will first find out who he is and what is the purpose of giving you the silver whip."

Chu Zimo could only nod his head, the night wind blowing in from the window was a bit cold, making him gather his clothes unconsciously.

"The night dew is cold, Zimo should rest earlier." After speaking, Qin Haoyi left Chu Zimo's room.

Chu Zimo glanced at the silver whip that was casually placed on the table, found a box to put it away, and then went to bed to rest.

Mo Linyuan, who lived in the inn, looked at the soul-seeking bead that kept shining in his hand. He had indeed found Ah Qing, but it was only one of Ah Qing's souls. It seemed that the three souls had indeed been separated. If things continued like this, he would go to I looked for it in different places.

But this time-space rift is not easy to open at all. If you go wrong, you will not be able to return here. Now you can only search for it one by one.

However, seeing that the Second Prince of Vietnam treated Ah Qing very differently today, he couldn't leave here just because of this.

The next day, Chu Zimo got up early and sat in the courtyard basking in the sun. The morning wind was still a little chilly. Chu Zimo went into the house again and put on a white cloak before coming out to continue basking in the sun.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Mo handed over a greeting card saying that he wants to see you." As soon as the butler entered the yard, he saw Chu Zimo basking in the sun with his eyes closed. The morning sun shone on him like a glow.

"Mr. Mo?" Chu Zimo thought carefully, he didn't seem to have any friends surnamed Mo. "What can he say?"

"Bring some medicinal materials, the lord is already in the front hall. Before the little one listened carefully, the lord asked the servant to call you." The housekeeper lowered his head, not daring to look at Chu Zimo again.

"Okay, wait for me to change my clothes, the clothes are stained with the smell of medicine." After saying that, Chu Zimo entered the room.

In the front hall, Mo Linyuan was sitting on a wooden chair beside him, holding a teacup and looking up at Prince Jing who was sitting above. "Master Ling's illness was brought from childhood?"

"Exactly. I wonder if Mr. Mo can take a look at it for him." Prince Jing said, this morning he received invitations from this man, saying that he could cure Zimo's illness. Do not refuse.

"I'll take a look at it for Young Master Ling later." After Mo Linyuan finished speaking, he picked up his teacup and drank two sips of tea. Before coming to this place, he learned some simple medical skills from Master Luo.

"Father..." Chu Zimo came in from the door, still dressed in white, was stunned when he saw Mo Linyuan, and then bowed to Mo Linyuan.

"My son." Mo Linyuan also stood up and bowed to Chu Zimo.

After speaking, Mo Linyuan walked towards Chu Zimo, and raised his hand to feel his pulse.Then he frowned.

"How?" Prince Jing also stood up, seeing Mo Linyuan's frown, he couldn't help feeling nervous.

Mo Linyuan put down Chu Zimo's hand and glanced at Chu Zimo, his face was still pale, reminding him of the moment when his master died in front of him.

Perhaps because of the separation of the three souls, Chu Zimo's pulse now and then is intermittent, like a dying person, but unfortunately his medical skills are just learned, and he doesn't know how long he can live.

Mo Linyuan said: "My lord, is there any vacancy? I need to make a further diagnosis for your son."

"Yes." Upon hearing this, King Jing quickly asked his servants to take the two of them to Chu Zimo's room.

"When Shizi and I are inside, don't let anyone disturb you." Mo Linyuan said again.

"Okay." Prince Jing nodded hastily, then turned around and ordered the servants beside him. "You send some people to guard, no one is allowed to disturb."

"Yes."

When the two entered the room, Mo Linyuan turned around and locked the door behind him, and melted a barrier with his spiritual power.

And Chu Zimo also saw his movements clearly. "Mr. Mo is this?"

"The next step is very important, I will never let an accident happen." Mo Linyuan said.

He wants to give some spiritual power to Chu Zimo, although Chu Zimo will regain his soul once he dies, but this person is a master after all, and he is reluctant to let him die in the face of his master.Sure enough, this is what the uncle said about life and death. He is reluctant to let the master's soul die like this. If Chu Zimo really dies by then, he probably doesn't know what to do...

"Thank you, Mr. Mo..." After speaking, Chu Zimo sat cross-legged on the bed as Mo Linyuan said.

And Mo Linyuan also sat on the bed, supported Chu Zimo's back with both hands, and injected spiritual power into his body bit by bit.

what is he doingMo Linyuan thought to himself, as long as the person in front of him dies, the chances of Master being saved will be increased...

But the person in front of me is Master...

If he beat Chu Zimo to death with one palm now, took back the soul with the soul-locking bead, returned to Penglai, wouldn't it be better to continue looking for the second soul?

But...he was reluctant, and besides, he didn't know when the space-time rift would open again. If he killed Chu Zimo now, wouldn't he kill the master again?

Just when Chu Zimo's body was gradually feeling better, Mo Linyuan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood on his white clothes, and Chu Zimo quickly opened his eyes: "Mr. Mo?"

"Close your eyes and don't think about anything." Mo Linyuan also felt a little regretful, how could he be thinking wildly at such a critical moment as losing spiritual power?If he goes mad, the master will blame him again when he wakes up.

Mo Linyuan didn't continue to think about the question just now. Now that the person in front of him is also a master, he will not kill him with his own hands. He can only do his best to protect him. After all, he is really reluctant.

"Prince Jing..." When Qin Haoyi came, Prince Jing was still waiting outside the door.

"Second prince." Jing Dynasty Qin Haoyi saluted.

"Where's Zimo?" Seeing so many servants guarding Chu Zimo's room, Qin Haoyi hurriedly asked, "Did something happen to Zimo? I brought some imperial physicians from the palace today, and let them Show Zimo."

King Jing knew that his son had a good relationship with the second prince, so he quickly waved his hand: "The second prince misunderstood, Mr. Mo is treating Zimo."

"Mr. Mo?" Qin Haoyi squinted his eyes. He had never heard of Mr. Mo. He couldn't even find out the details of the person who gave the silver whip yesterday. Now, Mr. Mo appeared out of nowhere. ?

"Where did Mr. Mo come from?" Qin Haoyi continued to ask.

Prince Jing was also taken aback for a moment, he only cared about Zimo's condition, he didn't even ask about Mr. Mo's background, if there was really some plot against Zimo, it would be a bad day.

"Quickly open the door..." Qin Haoyi was also a little anxious, and quickly ordered his servants to open the door.

Prince Jing was also a little worried, so he didn't stop him anymore, but he didn't know that the door was locked from the inside, so Qin Haoyi ordered his servants to break the door open.

The door was knocked open, but for some reason, no one could get in the door.

"What sorcery..." Qin Haoyi grabbed the sword from one of the guards and slashed at it.

Mo Linyuan naturally knew the situation outside, but Chu Zimo was a mortal, and unlike his master's body, he didn't have any spiritual power. If he was interrupted at this moment, he might not be able to bear the spiritual power. Exploded and died.

King Jing and Qin Haoyi saw the situation inside the house clearly from outside the door. Now Chu Zimo is in a coma and has no idea what happened outside.Coupled with the fact that Chu Zimo's white clothes had the blood that Mo Linyuan spat out just now, they thought it was Chu Zimo's own, and they were even more anxious.

Mo Linyuan had no choice but to speed up the time and transfer the spiritual power to Chu Zimo's body. Perhaps because of the rift in time and space, Mo Linyuan's spiritual power was greatly reduced. In addition, he was disturbed by the outside world just now, and he vomited several times in a row. Mouth blood.

Mo Linyuan withdrew his hand when his spiritual power was almost lost, but the barrier had not been retracted yet, King Jing and Qin Haoyi could only stand outside the door and worry.

The current Mo Linyuan's spiritual power was greatly weakened, and the barrier couldn't last long before Qin Haoyi split it open with his sword.

"Grab him." Qin Haoyi held his sword and ordered the guards to surround Mo Linyuan.

Mo Linyuan looked at the scene at this time, it was exactly the same as when he was in Penglai that day.

"Catch me? I'm afraid you haven't had that chance yet." After speaking, Mo Linyuan used his spiritual power to leave Prince Jing's mansion.

"Witchcraft...you must catch him." After speaking, Qin Haoyi and Prince Jing hurriedly went to see Chu Zimo.

Chu Zimo also woke up leisurely. He just saw some strange pictures, but now he can't remember them.Turning around to look, everyone was there, except that Mr. Mo was not there. "Where is Mr. Mo?"

"I will definitely catch him. He must be some kind of evildoer to use sorcery on you. Zimo, how do you feel now? I brought the imperial physician from the palace and asked him to show you."

Chu Zimo didn't speak, and let the imperial doctor diagnose his pulse. He could also feel that it was indeed much better now than before.It's just that he just saw the actions of that Mr. Mo, could it be that Mr. Mo is really a monster?

"Strange..." one of the imperial physicians said.

"What's wrong?" Qin Haoyi asked quickly.

"The pulse of Shizi used to be vague, but now it is so strong, like a normal person, there is no sign of illness at all...I don't know who healed Shizi, I must discuss it with him."

"Is that Mr. Mo?" Prince Jing quickly turned to look at the servants beside him. "Hurry up and find Mr. Mo, you just misunderstood Mr. Mo, now you must find him and make an apology..."