The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

After a while, Mu Qinghe gently pushed him away from behind.

Before Mu Qinghe bent down to feel for Mu Chengying's pulse, Bai Lin couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Master, senior brother is about to die, you save him..."

I don't know if it was because of being hugged by the suddenly Bai Lin, or because Mu Qinghe froze when he heard these words.

It was the same with Hongxuan that day, he hugged him alone in the shadow of the sword, light and sword, begged him to save that person, and then never woke up again.

He turned his head slowly, and the smile he showed made Bai Lin think it was fake, it was squeezed out.

"Bai Lin, what Ling Sang said is absolutely true." A pair of big palms landed on Bai Lin's head so gently, and rubbed it slowly, as if half talking to himself, "I have only learned how to do this in half my life." It makes people die forever, but there has never been a way of rebirth after death."

Bai Lin raised his head, never seeing that strange expression on Mu Qinghe's face.

As if afraid of something that is tightly grasped in the hand, it will soon be lost.

But for a person like Mu Qinghe who has no desires and desires, what is there to worry about losing?

Also, if what Mu Lingsang said is true, could it be that Mu Qinghe really killed his parents with his own hands?Could it be that Mu Qinghe is really a heinous murderer?

Bai Lin looked down at the elder brother's pupils who had lost focus, and was very anxious.

Isn't it easy for Mu Qinghe to save people in water and fire? Why wouldn't he save them?

On the day when Ah Liang's accident happened, Mu Qinghe stood aside in the form of a fox and watched coldly. Bai Lin thought that he didn't have enough mana to make a move, but today...

"Master, if you don't save him, I'll save him!" Bai Lin was in a hurry, and his small body lifted Mu Chengying vigorously and carried it on his shoulders, "I'll carry the elder brother back and let the 'miracle doctor' save him." !"

"Miraculous Doctor" is a disciple with the most superb medical skills in the school. Because the nickname is too easy to remember, his real name has long been forgotten.

Mu Qinghe raised his hand, as if to stop him.

"Bai Lin, you can't..."

Unexpectedly, the supposedly obedient little apprentice turned around and bowed heavily to him.

"Master, I'm sorry, this disciple knows that you should not be disturbed when you are meditating here, so I will leave now! Let you bother!"

After speaking, he carried Mu Chengying's half-dead body crookedly and walked down the mountain without looking back.

Mu Qinghe was about to catch up, but after taking two steps, he held his chest again, feeling the unbearable pain.

His body was already very weak, and he only recovered a little bit of mana during the meditation. It was almost completely exhausted when he dealt with Mu Lingsang just now, and he had no energy left to treat Mu Chengying.

Coupled with the fact that the magic sword was stopped, the love Gu in the body turned back again...

"Cough, cough, cough."

Mu Qinghe leaned over to support the boulder, the ground was stained red with blood.

He could no longer force himself, and now every extra step might kill him.

Here, Bai Lin is almost walking to the foot of the mountain with Mu Chengying on his shoulders, and not far away can see the night lights in the Xianyu Gate.

It's really embarrassing. An hour ago, there were thousands of lights, and such a tragedy has not happened yet.

When Bai Lin walked to the gate, he suddenly heard that the system was online again.

[It's true that only the master is good in the world, why don't you go back and see how your good master is doing? 】

Well, what is the strong sense of irony of the system father?

Bai Lin sniffed it, why did it feel like someone's vinegar bottle was overturned?