Mortal Cultivation

93 Aftermath Of The Forbidden Spell

Zhang Mu Tuo took Zhang Xuan’er’s hand and knelt down in front of Bu Wenle’s bed.

Bu Wenle was startled and asked, “Tuo’er, who are you?”

“Wenle, our Shenmu tribe couldn’t protect you? If we hadn’t insisted on keeping you in the clan, you wouldn’t have been in such trouble.” After Zhang Mu Tuo saying these words in sad tones, he gave Bu Wenle several hard knocks on the head.

Bu Wenji quickly recovered himself and struggled to stand up before pulling Zhang Mu Tuo and his wife up.

“It’s not your fault. If you want to hate something, then you can hate the arrogance of the demons.” After Bu Wenle pulled up Zhang Mu Tuo and his wife, he looked at Shen Lingxue again.

He saw that Shen Lingxue’s face was still very pale, as if she had just fallen seriously ill.

“Xue’er, how is your body? Why is your face so bad?”

After hearing this, the three of them all turned their eyes away, not daring to look directly at Bu Wenle’s face.

Shen Lingxue turned around deliberately, poured a glass of water for Bu Wenle, and said, “Is my face very bad? Yes, I haven’t slept well since you scared me these days. So, of course my face will look very bad. Come, drink some water. .”

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Bu Wenle put the water glass back on the table, grabbed Xuer’s shoulders with both hands, stared into Shen Lingxue’s eyes and said, “Xuer, look at me, are you hiding something from me?”
The worm in his head wriggled again, Bu Wenle frowned, and then said: “I seem to see you fainted in the fog I remember, what’s going on? Is it true?”

“Hey! Brother Wenle, don’t make it difficult for them, let us tell you what you want to know!” As soon as the door opened, two old men walked in from outside.

Bu Wenle saw everyone and knew them all. The two old men were eighth-level spiritual masters stationed in the Shenmu tribe. One was Senior Luo Tianyi, the first spiritual master who came back to rescue everyone.

The one who spoke was the second light-type spiritual master, Senior Murong Hui, who also came to the rescue.

When Bu Wenle saw the two seniors come in, he immediately stood up, cupped his hands to pay his respect. “Bu Wenle thanked the two seniors for saving their lives!”

After speaking, he knelt down and kowtow.

Murong Hui quickly raised his hand, supported Bu Wenle’s body, and said, “Silly brother, don’t rush to thank me. It’s not the two of us who saved your life, but someone else.”

Bu Wenle was stunned for a moment, and quickly asked: “Senior Murong, dare to ask who my benefactor is? Bu Wenle will definitely go and thank him in person.”

Murong Hui did not answer the question directly, but said: “Brother, I have heard Zhang Mu Tuo tell me about the attack of the demons that day. I would also like to thank you for protecting the blood of the Mu clan on our behalf. You are our guest, but you were hurt because of it. We are sorry for that. From now on, you and I will be called brothers, and I will also call you a brother. ”

After listening to Murong Hui, Bu Wenle waved his hands again and again and said, “Senior Murong, how can this be done? You are an old senior, and in terms of seniority, you are the same as my ancestor.”

Murong Hui frowned and said, “What? Do you think I’m that old?”

“No no, Bu Wenle is not someone who despises others. In this way, that Bu Wenle will occupy your old light in the future. Let’s call you brother Murong.”

“Well, good brother, you are resolute in your work, and your temperament is bold. You have the spirit of the old man.” Murong Hui patted Bu Wenle’s shoulder and said happily.

“Well, brother, can you tell me about my benefactor, so I can go and thank him.” Bu Wenle’s words echoed tenderly

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Murong Hui sighed softly and said, “Oh, brother, you have found a good wife.”

After listening to Bu Wenle felt a little inexplicable. What did this have to do with the quality of his wife? After thinking about it, but an ominous premonition rose in Bu Wenle’s heart.

Only to hear Murong Hui continue: “It’s not the person next to you who saved you, it’s your wife Shen Lingxue!”

“Xue’er?” Bu Wenle looked back at his wife’s pale face, and the ominous premonition continued to grow in his heart.

Murong Hui continued: “That day, when you were hit by the dragon’s eye of the dragon demon, you were bound to die. Although the dark magic attack of the dragon demon was powerful, as long as the treatment was timely, my light-type healing magic would be used to heal it. The effect was usually able to save people, at least there was no problem in saving their lives.”

Murong Hui turned around and sighed, “Alas, unfortunately, you were attacked by the Eye of the Demon Dragon that day. The Eye of the Demon Dragon was not a dark attribute magic attack, but the body ability of the Demon Dragon family. It is the spirit of the opponent. If the spirit is broken, it cannot be cured with light magic.”




Murong Hui shook his head, expressing his helplessness towards Bu Wenle.

“Brother came a step late, I didn’t expect you to suffer this fatal injury. My healing magic can only save your life temporarily, but it can’t save your life. After saving you back to the city, I can only watch you helplessly while your life was fading away.”

Murong Hui looked at the way Bu Wenle and his wife were hand in hand on a blind date, and sighed softly. “Oh, brother, you have a good wife. I didn’t expect your wife to know the forbidden spell of life-changing. Last night, I heard your cry and came over and found you lying outside the house, while your wife fell on the floor with her life hanging by a thread. After my inspection, I found out that your wife used forbidden magic to transfer her life to you. This saved you from the land of death.”

“But your wife is going to take your place. My healing magic can only keep her alive for three or four months at most. After four months, you will also say goodbye to her. Brother, these four months, please cherish it.”

After speaking, Murong Hui signalled to everyone, and all of them quietly retreated. Only Bu Wenle, who was standing in front of his wife in a daze, remained.