Spiritual Recovery: The Strongest Replication System

Qin Mu was in a panic. He had never been completely flustered like today, and he didn't even know what to do.

He rushed to Peng Yue's side, picked him up carefully, and put his head on his lap.

"Peng Yue?" Qin Mu's voice trembled when he called out to her.

The three of them had treated the wound hastily on the road, and they were a little dumbfounded about it, but seeing the situation in front of them, they swallowed all the jokes they wanted to make before.

Leslie Cheung was also a little bit at a loss, but he still saw some scenes of celestial masters, and tried his best to maintain his mind.

"Qin Mu, check her first to see if there are any wounds on her body." Leslie Cheung said.

Meng Chan's eyes circled around the room, he opened his mouth slightly, and the tip of his tongue touched the air in the room.

"It should have been gone for a while." Meng Chan said suddenly, "I didn't feel any other aura."

After being reminded by Leslie Cheung, Qin Mu barely regained his senses and checked it carefully.

Peng Yue had no external injuries, and her pulse was normal, as if there were no internal injuries.

The hanging heart barely fell down, Qin Mu squeezed his hand, and a golden smoke rose from his fingertips, and then landed on the tip of Peng Yue's nose.

The next moment, Peng Yue woke up slowly.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she looked at Qin Mu who was full of worry.

It was only a trivial matter, but Peng Yue felt the tip of her nose sour. Without waiting for Qin Mu to ask, she tried to maintain a calm tone and said, "I don't know who smoked in the room."

Then, with Qin Mu's support, she got up from the ground and sat down on the chair.

"Miyan..." Qin Mu repeated softly.

Meng Chan and Leslie Cheung inspected the whole house during this period, and when they arrived in front of Qin Mu, Meng Chan was fine, but Leslie Cheung's expression became obviously heavy.

"Fang Qing...is gone." Leslie Cheung said hoarsely.

This sentence contains a lot of information.

Without thinking about it, Qin Mu directly summoned the supernatural power.

Through the golden barrier, no one could see except Qin Mu, let alone hear what Qin Mu said.

All he knew was that when the barrier dissipated, Qin Mu's expression would not be much different from Leslie Cheung's.

"How's it going?" Meng Chan and Leslie Cheung were a bit uncomfortable asking questions, but Peng Yue was different, she asked Qin Mu when she saw Qin Mu reappear in front of her eyes.

Qin Mu was silent for a while, "According to the response from the supernatural power, Fang Qing... is not in this area anymore."

He didn't say how far away, but what Qin Mu said was that he was no longer in this area.

Leslie Cheung took a deep breath, "You mean Fang Qing is not in Qinglongtan at all?!"

Although Leslie Cheung asked knowingly, Qin Mu still nodded patiently.

"Could it be that Fang Ye took Fang Qing away?" Meng Tang thought of a possibility.

Immediately afterwards, they thought of Fang Ye's situation, and felt that if it was Fang Ye's actions, then Fang Qing's life and death would probably be unpredictable.

"Let's look for it." Peng Yue made a conclusion, her eyes were very firm, "Whether Fang Qing is dead or alive, we should know."

And why Fang Qing disappeared while she was safe and sound, Peng Yue couldn't figure it out at all.

Qin Mu was also afraid that keeping Peng Yue would put her in danger again, so he immediately made a decision, "Peng Yue and I will go find someone, you stay here, if there is anything wrong, contact us in time."

Meng Chan frowned, and just opened his mouth to refuse, when Leslie Cheung agreed, "Okay, I will do as you said!"

Dissatisfied eyes cast over, Leslie Cheung regarded himself as a wooden man.

Even Meng Chan couldn't see it, Leslie Cheung understood the indistinct relationship between Qin Mu and Peng Yue.

He is from here!

Now that he understands everything, how can he allow Meng Chan to be a light bulb?

Qin Mu didn't notice Leslie Cheung's eyes, but Peng Yue did, but she didn't pay attention to it.

The two simply said goodbye and went out. Peng Yue suggested that the two drive to search for fear of missing clues, and Qin Mu immediately agreed.

Maybe it was because the atmosphere was too weird, Qin Mu and Peng Yue didn't make a sound, they just focused on looking for Fang Qing's trace.

At the foot of Baishou Mountain, a crisp cell phone rang from Qin Mu's pocket.

He took out the phone, and there were already some cracks on the screen, which should have been accidentally "accidentally injured" by Meng Chan when he started his hands.

The number Qin Mu did not recognize, he hesitated for a second, and chose to connect, "Who is it?"

The distant and indifferent inquiry was met with a familiar voice, with a somewhat anxious tone, "Qin Mu, it's me, Meng Chan!"

Can Mr. Snake use a mobile phone?

Qin Mu was surprised for a few seconds, feeling unreal like hallucinations.

He thought that Meng Tangshen was the Snake Lord, and when he informed himself of the news, he would choose to use a method similar to the sound transmission of thousands of miles, but he didn't expect it to be a phone call...

"What happened?" Qin Mu came back to his senses, and the tone of the question unconsciously brought some seriousness.

Peng Yue lightly stepped on the accelerator, slowed down the car slightly, and then parked the car at the foot of Baishou Mountain.

Qin Mu glanced at her and said nothing.

"I went back to Qinglongtan again." Meng Chan replied immediately.

Hearing this, Qin Mu frowned, somewhat annoyed, "I thought you, as a snake king, would have a plan to do these things. It seems that when I go back with Peng Yue, you may have passed away with Leslie Cheung."

Qin Mu has always disliked people in the same group making their own decisions, especially decisions that would involve others.

Meng Tang heard that his mood was not right, coughed a few times, and explained a few words, "I am far away, if I am fully prepared, it is not a problem to escape in danger. I did not take your people there either. Take the risk, don't worry!"

At this point, Qin Mu held back no matter how upset he was.

"Tell me, what's the matter." He simply changed the subject.

Meng Lian took a deep breath, feeling tense again, "Fang Ye has disappeared completely. I guessed this, so it's not too surprising. But...the spring...is blocked..."

Meng Chan stumbled a bit when he said the last sentence, his shock at this incident could not be relieved even after a few hours.

"What did you say?" Qin Mu immediately reconfirmed after being stunned.

"The spring is blocked by him." Meng Chan repeated dryly, "I checked, and the traces of spiritual power left belong to Fang Ye."

At this time, everyone understood in their hearts, no wonder Fang Ye didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, but let them go.

They didn't choose to hurt both, or even die together. It turned out that Fang Ye's purpose was not to kill them at all.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that Qin Mu suddenly fell silent, Peng Yue hurriedly asked.

Turning to meet her worried face, Qin Mu also felt that it was not easy to tell the matter.

"The spring is blocked by Fang Ye." He repeated Meng Chan's words.