Phoenix Dance, Jiangshan Qingning Chapter

Chapter 217 Choosing a concubine [6]

When Qin Feng saw that she dared to come in, he actually admired her somewhat. This kind of courage is not something ordinary people can have.

If he knew that Wei Ning had formed a pact with the Eight Desolation Divine Beast, he wouldn't be afraid that he would attack suddenly, and maybe he wouldn't think her bold.

"My lord's injury has already hurt the internal organs, and it has not been properly recuperated, and it has deteriorated now. If it weren't for the powerful spiritual power of the lord, I'm afraid it would have already..."

As expected of a young genius, Situ Yao quickly diagnosed Mu Zihan's injury, with a perplexed expression on his face, he raised his head and glanced at Wei Ning.

The regent is so injured that if he is not treated in time, he may die.

But will His Royal Highness let the regent heal?

From the way she dealt with Duan Mulei and Mu Tianhua, it can be seen that she is an extremely cold-blooded person.

"Hmph! My lord was really kind enough to be bitten by a dog this time!"

Qin Feng said angrily, although he didn't point out, how could Wei Ning fail to recognize that he was scolding her?

She didn't respond either, so what's the point of arguing?
She just looked at Mu Zihan. From coming in to now, he has not spoken or moved, letting Situ Yao check his pulse and injuries, while he just lowered his head without saying a word, letting the brim of the cloak Blocking his stunning face under a cold shadow.

No one could see the expression on his face at the moment.

Only Wei Ning saw, a faint smile seemed to flash across his eyes at that moment.

What is he laughing at?
I was surprised in my heart, but I saw Mu Zihan raised his head at this moment, and said indifferently: "I want to have a word with the prince."

What he meant was obvious, he just wanted to talk to the prince.

Qin Feng was naturally interested and stood aside, while Situ Yao wanted to back away, but raised his head and glanced at Wei Ning.

Wei Ning waved to him, and he stood aside.

But Mu Zihan raised his hand, and a light curtain separated everyone.

A trace of surprise flashed in Wei Ning's eyes. In this cell, many phantom psychics were imprisoned, so at the beginning of construction, countless masters were invited to set up a barrier under the cell. Entering inside, the spiritual power will be isolated.

No matter how powerful an illusionist is, they are just like ordinary people here.

As soon as Wei Ning came in, he felt that the spiritual power was vague and could not be captured, and even the contract with the eight wild beasts was blurred.

However, Mu Zihan was able to set up a barrier, so wouldn't his spiritual power be affected at all?
Seeing the surprise in her eyes, Mu Zihan showed a shallow smile on his face, and the corners of his eyes slightly curved, making his smile look a bit pure.

"The spiritual power is isolated inside, but the spiritual power of the contracted beast is not included." He opened his mouth softly to explain her confusion.

That tone, as usual, was somewhat gentle.

"It turns out that the contract beast has already formed a contract with you." Wei Ning said coldly, knowing very well in his heart that his spiritual power is out of control here, which means that he had countless opportunities to kill her just now.

But he didn't.

The reason is that she doesn't want to think deeply. If she thinks too much, it will only make herself more and more troublesome.

Although her cold tone was expected, Mu Zihan still felt a dull pain in his heart.

That gorgeous face was as pale as paper, so haggard that it made people feel distressed.

"Qingning..."

"I don't like people calling my name!" Wei Ning interrupted him coldly.

Mu Zihan froze for a moment, coughed a few times and overflowed his chest, shattered and swayed, as if trying to tear his entire chest apart.

(End of this chapter)