C873 (1/2)

”Well... My eyes don't see flowers.”

”You pinch me to try, let me wake up, wow... It hurts!”

”It's not really a dream!”

All the people of Duanmu have an incredible look.

Even Duanmu Fenghua, the patriarch of the dead spirit clan, was not the terror of his opponent, so he was defeated by a young man.

Not even bones!

Mu Yu landed beside Duanmu Qingling and Duanmu Fenghua.

”Mu Yu.”

Duanmu Qingling purses her red lips lightly, and her beautiful eyes are filled with mist.

Her hand supported Duanmu Fenghua, who was seriously injured nearby.

Duanmu Fenghua saw Mu Yu coming, immediately stood up with his waist, and said respectfully, ”thank you for your help, young Xia mu. I'm willing to repay you with my life.”

While speaking, he coughed heavily, and blood spat out from his mouth. Because he couldn't stand steadily, he had to fall forward.

Mu Yu quickly held him and said: ”Duanmu clan leader, Qingling is my friend, and the dead spirit clan is also the enemy of our clan. No matter from which angle, I take it for granted.”

”Come on, sit down. I'll help you recover.”

”Good!”

Duanmu Fenghua nodded with a smile, then sat on the ground with his knees crossed.

Mu Yu also sat behind him and used Shenghua's skill to heal him.

Half an hour later, Duanmu Fenghua has recovered more than half.

”Thank you, Mu Yu!”

Duanmu Qingling looks grateful and looks at Mu Yu with emotion in her eyes. If there is no Mu Yu, she really doesn't know what to do.

Mu Yu said with a smile, ”be polite to me.”