Will be above, you are below

Gong Chenyu brought Xuan Xiao and a group of people to the prescription where Xiao Mu was, but what he saw was a mess, and Xiao Mu lay motionless on the ground in a gray shirt.

"What's going on?" Gong Chenyu suddenly squinted his eyes and scanned the prescription vigilantly.

And this Fang Qinji rolled over Xiao Mu's body, revealing a bloody welt, extending from the left shoulder to the abdomen in a terrifying way.

Seeing this, Gong Chenyu lifted the bottom of his robe, squatted down halfway, inspected the scars on Xiao Mu's body, and frowned involuntarily: "This is caused by the whip of the leader."

"Master?" Qin Ji was surprised. Although Yinyue often punished them, she rarely did it herself.

Xuan Xiao searched round and round in the entire pharmacy, but finally did not see Yinyue, so he shouted anxiously: "The leader is gone!"

Gong Chenyu stood up abruptly, looking ahead quietly, trying to keep calm, Yinyue's whereabouts are always uncertain, and with his martial arts, few people in the world can deal with him, so he must go out.

"Maybe the leader just went out on something, I should wait quietly."

"But the leader was clearly in pain not long ago, and now he..."

The calm heart of the courtier was suddenly trembled by Xuan Xiao's words, and the nameless uneasiness caused him to frown suddenly, and his voice did not feel much colder than usual: "Don't make wild guesses, don't you think you are still the leader?" Don't you understand?"

"...Yes..." Xuan Xiao bowed his head, not daring to say more.

Gong Chenyu looked around at the injured subordinates around him: "Qin Ji, take Xiao Mu back to the couch, Xuan Xiao, go to the city and find two doctors to come and treat her."

"Yes!" The two replied in unison.

Gong Chenyu hummed briefly and then left. He was more worried about Yinyue than anyone else here, but it was his habit to disappear from time to time, so all he could do now was wait.

A group of mighty people had long lost their energy by rushing through the night. The sky was approaching before dawn, and the various sects gathered together to re-discuss the plan and then left in a hurry. After all, to them, the Devil's Cult had lost only two guardians, and their casualty rate was no small number.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. As long as the martial arts are decent and unite to fight against the Demon Cult, even if they are strong, their destruction and elimination can be said to be just around the corner.

At noon, Prince Ning's Mansion.

"Boss, why hasn't he woke up yet?" Prince Ning Xia Houxiang has been waiting by the child's side since he returned home early in the morning, and has never been far away from him. Seeing the time ticking by, he still hasn't seen the child open his eyes. , I couldn't help but began to worry.

"Father, he's fine. He seems to be just tired. Although a child of his age shouldn't be so tired, he is indeed tired." Xia Hou Muran was feeding the child medicine, and while feeding, he turned to talk to King Ning .

"Is that so..." King Ning's furrowed eyebrows never relaxed.

Xia Houcheng, who had a different reaction from King Ning, sat on a stool beside him, looking at the child with a fair face and sleeping soundly, but he began to curse Yinyue in turn in his heart. Such a small child was so tired, so what is he doing? How perverted...

"Father, you go to rest first. The second child and I are guarding here. When the child wakes up, I will inform you first." After feeding the medicine, Xiahou Muran had a reason to urge King Ning to rest, although he was curious about him. Why is he so concerned about this child, but the father doesn't want to say it, and he doesn't intend to ask.

"I'm going too... I'm very tired..." Xiahoucheng thought Xiahou Muran would let him rest, but he didn't expect to leave him here to look after the children again.

Xiahou Muran stared, and ordered: "You stay here, and I have to take care of Si Kou Ling and Ao Sheng, the owner of Wei Zhuang can't do it alone."

"What...you voluntarily took them to the leader's company, why did you drag me into taking care of them?" From the moment he was with Wei Shengyu, he had never had a good night's sleep, and now he is fine. No, let him take care of the little kid again.

Xiahou Muran completely despised Xiahoucheng's complaints, glanced at the little head on the couch, then raised his head and said softly, "I'll take care of the person I brought, this child was brought by you, please take care of it, otherwise father will kill him you."

"Get off!" Xia Houcheng waved his hands at Xiahou Mu angrily, anyway, he can't say anything now, so let's take care of him, everyone is gone, who knows if he takes care of him or not.

"Look good, the child wakes up and calls his father." Xiahou Muran did not forget the last word before leaving.

"Get out!" The sound was followed by the sound of the door slamming.

"I'm so tired, I still have to take care of this stinky brat, really..." Xia Houcheng stood in front of the couch and complained to the small body in front of him, but unfortunately, he was sleeping soundly and ignored him.

As a result, someone pushed the small body in the couch, and he took off his coat and lay down carelessly on it. The poor little guy was squeezed by such a huge monster, so close to his face against the wall.

But a certain person, regardless of other people's feelings, rolled up the small quilt and happily went on a date with Zhou Ding.

This time Xia Houcheng didn't know how long he slept, but he just vaguely felt something struggling in his chest, so he opened his eyes in a daze.

The moment he opened it, Xia Houcheng's sleepy glazed eyes happened to meet the pair of beautiful eyes in his arms. Xia Houcheng's first feeling was that he was startled, and he threw the child in his arms aside.

"You...you...you..." Xia Houcheng pointed at the child sitting at the end of the bed creakingly, not knowing what to say, because this guy's appearance was really too similar to Yinyue, especially that The eyes are exactly the same, but the one in front of him is clearly a child of six or seven years old.

Xia Houcheng touched the injured little boy, looked at the cute child who opened his eyes and looked at him, and couldn't help thinking silently in his heart: Damn it!Why didn't I pay attention to his appearance at that time, this guy can't be the seed of Yinyue, right?No...he will definitely be ripped apart.

"What's your name?" The confrontation between the two sides remained silent, and finally Xia Houcheng was the first to speak after being defeated.

The child's small head shook and shook like a rattle.

"Who is your father?" Xia Houcheng continued to ask.

He also shook his head in answer.

"You are not the seed of Yinyue, are you? You were imprisoned in the ghost by him as a prison, right?" Was Xia Houcheng asking?It sounds like self-deception.

It's a pity that the answer to him was shaking his head, an innocent shaking of his head.

Seeing that the little boy on the opposite side was still shaking his head, Xia Houcheng felt a little desperate, and said with a fierce face: "You nod, what are you shaking your head for? Shaking your head means that Yinyue is your father. Look at what you two look like?" It's too similar, no... I don't think so at all, it's just that the eyes have a little bit of similarity."