My power increases a little bit every second, and I become the most powerful demon

Bai Mingxue returned to Bai's house alone. Her current house has been moved from a remote courtyard to a luxurious compound.

She didn't care much about these physical things. She just changed to a comfortable place so that she could better take care of her sister.

Several servants followed her carrying several large wooden boxes, which contained the spirit stones and monster materials she obtained this time, which were worth at least a thousand spirit stones.

She ordered them to put these things in the wing room, and then rushed towards the inner courtyard without stopping to check on her sister.

"Sister Mingxue께."

"You are back..."

The two maids in simple clothes looked at Bai Mingxue and said respectfully.

These two people were specially selected by Bai Wenjing to take care of Bai Xiaoqing.

"How is my sister?!" Bai Mingxue asked the two of them.

"Sister Xiaoqing is still the same, nothing has changed..." someone said in a loud voice.

Bai Mingxue didn't mean anything about this.

"You please step back first, I will take care of her personally." She said.

"yes!"

The two maids left quickly.

Bai Mingxue sat quietly on the edge of the bed.

At this moment, lying on the bed was a girl who looked to be seven years old.

The girl's eyes were closed tightly, her face was pale, and she was motionless.

Looking carefully, she looks somewhat similar to Bai Mingxue, except that her brows are furrowed, her cheeks are sunken, and she is extremely thin.

In addition, the girl's hair is white like Bai Mingxue, but the tips are black.

Bai Mingxue gently opened the quilt, revealing the girl's thin figure, as if she had a skeleton.

There is a ferocious scar on the girl's arm. From the scar, there are countless thin black lines spreading, which looks very scary.

Bai Mingxue was already used to this.

Her sister Bai Xiaoqing has been in this state for nearly ten years.

He is obviously only 께눁꾉 years older than her, but his body shape is not as good as that of a 귷-year-old child.

At this moment, she was like a candle in the wind, her vitality was fragile, but such a fire of life still burned for ten years under Bai Mingxue's insistent care.

"께Qing, do you think what my father did at that time was right..."

"놛If what you say is true, why..."

Bai Mingxue held Bai Xiaoqing's arm and murmured softly.

Before she could continue, the maid in front of her suddenly said.

"Sister Mingxue, the Third Prince is here to visit you."

The third prince! !

Bai Mingxue's body trembled, she quickly put down Bai Xiaoqing's arm, covered her with the quilt tightly, and then stood up and said.

"I know, I'll go greet you right away..."

Then, she came to the door of the courtyard and saw Zhao Wentai standing at the door with an extraordinary temperament.

뀪And behind Zhao Wentai, the man with the bloody knife never left.

"I have met His Highness the Third Prince." Bai Mingxue said respectfully, her tone still as cold as ever.

Zhao Wentai chuckled and said in a gentle tone: "Mingxue, there are no people here, you don't have to be so restrained."

"Mingxue doesn't dare." Bai Mingxue was unmoved.

Zhao Wentai didn't say much, but naturally changed the subject: "I know that your sister has a very rare and serious disease. I wonder if you can let me take a look. Maybe I can do something."

Hearing this, Bai Mingxue glanced at the man with the blood knife not far away, she stepped aside and said.

"Of course you can."

"Your Highness, please follow me."

Although Bai Mingxue didn't want to contact Zhao Wentai, she couldn't refuse.

If the other party dares to do anything to her...

Her hand was placed on the sword beside her intentionally or unintentionally. This move was noticed by the man with the blood knife, who raised his eyebrows with a playful look.

Zhao Wentai followed Bai Mingxue to the room where Bai Xiaoqing was lying. He asked the blood knife man to wait behind him and entered the room alone.

Seeing Bai Xiaoqing, who was as skinny as a stick and lying motionless on the bed, a flash of surprise flashed in Zhao Wentai's eyes.

"Is this 께Qing?"

"What a poor child..."

Zhao Wentai looked quite distressed. He walked forward and touched Bai Xiaoqing's head gently.

This action was completely seen by Bai Mingxue.

There was something strange in her eyes.

Because of her surprised attention, the moment Zhao Wentai's hand brushed over Bai Xiaoqing's head, a piece of Bai Xiaoqing's hair was pulled down by him and disappeared in an instant.

Bai Mingxue is extremely gifted, with a clear sword mind and meticulous observation. Although this scene is too obscure, it was still noticed by her careful mind.

Why did Zhao Wentai take a piece of 께Qing's hair? !

Speaking of which, after Changqingqing's hair was separated from her body, it automatically dissipated and turned into fly ash within a few seconds.

This phenomenon should be related to her strange disease.

But what is Zhao Wentai's purpose? !

Bai Mingxue saw a ring on 누놛's middle finger. She thought that the ring was similar to a storage bag, and that hair was hidden in it by Zhao Wentai.

From this point of view, Zhao Wentai's purpose may not be that simple.

At this time, Zhao Wentai took his hand back, as if nothing happened, and asked Bai Mingxue.

"I heard from the head of the Bai family that Qingqing's illness was caused after your father left?"

"I don't want to stir up those bad memories for you, I just ask these questions to help Qing Qing's illness."

Bai Mingxue heard this and said calmly: "I can't remember."

"I was still young at that time, it seems to be that time period..."

Zhao Wentai narrowed his eyes slightly, and an invisible aura was released from his body.

"Is that so..."

"Did your father say anything to you before he left?"

"No, I was sleeping with my sister at that time, and I knew about this for the first time." Bai Mingxue's tone remained unchanged.

"Well..." Zhao Wentai did not continue to ask questions in this regard, but asked some questions about Bai Xiaoqing's symptoms and past treatment.

For these questions, Bai Mingxue answered meticulously, and there was no problem.

After asking these questions, Zhao Wentai still smiled, and I didn't know what he was thinking.

"Okay, I already understand the general problem. I'm sorry that I don't know the specific reason."

"But don't worry, Mingxue. In two months, I will take you and your sister to the imperial city and ask the best doctor in the imperial city to treat her!!"

"Your sister will definitely get better!!"

Zhao Wentai said sincerely, and anyone who saw it would have to praise him as a responsible man.

"Thank you, Your Highness the Third Prince." Bai Mingxue bowed and saluted.

"Okay, Mingxue, I still have some things to deal with in the imperial city. I will pick you up after I finish them." Zhao Wentai finally glanced at Bai Xiaoqing's quilt, then retracted his gaze, stood up and said.

Seemingly very anxious, Bai Mingxue naturally did not intend to keep him.