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Chapter 308: Winning in Risk

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    There was a rapidly passing scenery beside her ear, Mu Qiao raised her hand to grab a corner of Xu Yi's shirt, but she felt puzzled in her heart, the father the other party was talking about was naturally not the one who had died, so, then  It is King Qing Le who should be under surveillance now. With Xu Yi's ability, his father should be fine, right?

    Such doubts were naturally solved when she saw the old man on the bed. Mu Qiao looked at the familiar and unknown people in the room, and lightly patted Xu Yi on the shoulder, letting the other party  Put yourself down.

    Xu Yi put Mu Qiao down in a good manner, but he was unwilling to let go of the little hand that brought him hope, so he just held her and sent her to the bedside.

    Mu Qiao raised her hand and patted the back of Xu Yi's hand, and finally rescued her ravaged little hand. She leaned forward, and the old man was indeed seriously injured, bones and internal organs could be seen in several bite marks  Yes, the edge of the wound also became red and swollen in this impossible sterile environment, and the most serious part even gave off an unpleasant stench.

    On the other side of the bed, several accompanying physicians were already cutting open the wound glued by blood scabs, releasing thick pus and blood. The liquid that flowed out was red, white and white, mixed together, making it horrifying.  very.

    Turning her head to look at Xu Yi, she naturally got a nod of approval from the other party. Mu Qiao thought for a while, since the other party didn't care, then she didn't have to care too much about her exposure. Logically speaking, anyone who can come here  , should be the confidants of the father and son.

    Recalling how the general treatment came about, Mu Qiao slowly knelt down and sat down. She gently closed her eyes, held one of the old man's hand with both hands, and once again used the divine power in her body.

    Ever since, what was displayed in front of everyone in the house was a scene that seemed like a miracle.

    From the intersection of Mu Qiao and King Qingle's hands, a light-colored light gradually shone. This kind of light does not have color, it is more like a colorless light source, illuminating the room brightly, and King Qingle  , just like a dead tree in spring, his sickly and pale face healed a bit, and the wounds scattered all over his body began to heal visible to the naked eye.

    For a while, there were exclamations in the room one after another, and soon fell silent. After all, no one dared to disturb the miracle brought by the priest.

    Most of the people who followed King Qingle were the fathers of the young people around Xu Yi. Therefore, in the letters from home, they more or less knew about Mu Qiao's existence. It was just that they imagined and witnessed something with their own eyes.  There is still a certain difference, everyone can't help but look at Xu Yi with a serious face, still weighing gains and losses in their hearts.

    The hand held in both hands moved, and the thin fingers hit the palm of the hand. Mu Qiao stopped the ceremony in her hand, and slowly opened her eyes. Looking at it again, it was considered a success. At least the unconscious old man on the bed had already woken up.  He looked at himself in surprise, as if he was overjoyed to see some miracle.

    Mu Qiao let go of her hand and was about to get up, but King Qingle grabbed her sleeve.

    "Master Priest." After being in a coma for a long time, he spoke again with an extremely dry voice. With a kind smile on his face, King Qingle called Mu Qiao softly.

    Mu Qiao sat down on her knees again, and she looked up at the old man who was being helped up by the person beside her. For a while, she didn't quite know what the other party wanted to say to herself.

    "It was you who saved me?" King Qingle coughed twice, took a few sips of water from someone else's hand, and finally recovered. Although he had just woken up, his eyes were very bright  , there is no chaos that should be at this age.

    The other party is Xu Yi's adoptive father, this "you" Mu Qiao felt that she couldn't afford it, so Mu Qiao smiled sweetly at the other party, nodded, and was about to speak, but a thought pierced her heart  In her mind, she turned her open lips into a slight sip, and then, there was another sweet smile.

    King Qingle looked up at Xu Yi who was relieved, waved his hands, and said, "Yan, take the priest back, and you all go out too. I want to have a few words with Yi'er alone."

    Hearing this, Mu Qiao raised her eyes and glanced at Xu Yi, and got a nod from the other party, so she got up, shook her head towards Yan who wanted to help her, and followed that person out.

    "Before, I received a letter from you, saying that you asked me to sort out the ancient books of the previous royal family, but I sent you everything about the priests, saying that the priests were punished after using their divine power."  Xu Yi sat up with his hands. The divine power healed not only his body, but also his long-damaged spirit. Therefore, he feels much better now than before.

    Xu Yi nodded, he had already guessed what the other party was going to say, and he also knew that he was too eager to do so.? However, he felt that he couldn't maintain a 100% calm when the other party was injured.

    "Father, I'm sorry, I did it recklessly." I understand, but I can't discount what I should reflect on myself. Xu Yi half-kneeled down and confessed himself.

    Seeing this, King Qingle just laughed lightly, raised his hand and lifted his son's head, looked into those tender lavender eyes and said, "Yi'er, as a father, I really want to ask you,  But, as the king of Qingle, I hope that you will never bow your head in front of me, you are a king, no one is worthy of your bowing, not even priests."

    "I will be moved, but more importantly, I don't want such a thing to happen again." King Qingle raised his hand to touch Xu Yi's short hair, and sighed softly, "However, this time, I need to apologize to you  ,make you worry."

    "Did you do it on purpose?" Xu Yi's eyes widened. He just felt that he would not know this father who had been with him day and night for a while. The other party used this method to create momentum for him.  If not, what should I do?

    "As for the priest, I know far better than you. I like that child very much. Don't let her be wronged. This time, it's probably forbidden to speak. Poor, that child!" King Qingle shook his head lightly.  After all, I have a lot of experience, I have seen a lot, and I have heard a lot.

    Even though Xu Yi has always been happy and angry, the little thoughts in his heart still cannot escape the wise eyes of the elders.

    Xu Yi was surprised by King Qingle's palace, but he did not ignore the information given to him by the other party. Mu Qiao was banned this time. Compared with the previous fasting, there is no way to say which is better.

    "Father, you are too aggressive this time. If you are not careful and the location of the wound is not a coincidence, then" Seeing that the other party is indeed recovering, Xu Yi can't calm down completely, let alone here.  Not a single outsider.

    Wang Qingle happily watched his son care about him. It's not that he's not afraid of death, but sometimes, if it's not dangerous, that group of people might wonder whether it's fake or not. However, he also knows that his own  This encounter really scared Xu Yi, so he patted the other person on the head to comfort him.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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