Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Jinling, a military hospital.

Mo Qinglian lay quietly on the hospital bed, her arms, which were once as beautiful as lotus roots, were now pierced by the needle, and her skin was even more sickly pale.

There was almost no blood on her cold and beautiful face. Her beautiful eyes were quietly closed, as if she was a sleeping beauty.

"Qinglian!"

On the side, an old man had his hands behind his back, and a faint sadness flashed in his old eyes.

Mo Zhengfeng looked at Mo Qinglian like this, and his heart seemed to be cut by a knife.

Mo Qinglian had been loved by him since he was a child, and she was smart. After following Master Qin, her martial arts path was even more rapid. Mo Zhengfeng never dreamed that one day, it would be Mo Qinglian lying on the hospital bed.

Delun family!

There was a faint ferocity on Mo Zhengfeng's face, and Mo Jingfeng beside him was also like this.

"Dad, don't worry too much." Next to Mo Jingfeng, a charming woman whispered to comfort him: "The doctor in the military district said that although Qinglian was seriously injured, she is not irrecoverable."

"I know how Qinglian's injury is!" Mo Zhengfeng said in a deep voice.

The woman lowered her head, and she was very sad. She looked at her only daughter, who had been treated as a treasure since she was a child, but now she was lying on the bed and didn't know whether she was dead or alive.

A congenital grandmaster!

She blamed in grief, "How can you be so stupid that you dare to provoke even a congenital grandmaster!"

"Is Master Qin here?" Mo Jingfeng suddenly asked.

Mo Zhengfeng shook his head slightly, "I just told Master Qin that Qinglian was seriously injured. As for whether Master Qin will come..."

Mo Zhengfeng sighed deeply, with bitterness in his heart. How could he decide this?

At this moment, the door opened quietly.

A figure appeared in front of everyone, which made Mo Zhengfeng and the other two feel a little shocked.

"Master Qin!" Mo Zhengfeng stood up, put away his grief, and showed a trace of respect.

Mo Jingfeng did the same, bowing in awe.

"Is this the Master Qin?" Mu Yun's eyes, which were seven points similar to Mo Qinglian, showed a trace of surprise. When she first met Qin Xuan, she thought that this Master Qin was an unfathomable old man, and never thought that this Master Qin was so young.

Qin Xuan ignored everyone. He walked slowly into the ward, his eyes always falling on Mo Qinglian.

Lifting a corner of the quilt, Qin Xuan looked at Mo Qinglian's palm, without any emotion on his face.

His fingers lightly rested on Mo Qinglian's wrist, and the Eternal Evergreen Art moved slightly.

A force of evergreen slowly passed into Mo Qinglian's body. Qin Xuan looked calm, but his eyes paused slightly.

The internal organs were damaged by 30%, the meridians were injured, and three bones were broken!

In just a few breaths, he understood the injuries in Mo Qinglian's body. With a slight movement, Qin Xuan had an ink-blue pill in his hand.

He pinched Mo Qinglian's jaw gently without paying attention to anyone around him, and put the pill into her bloodless lips.

Then, Qin Xuan tapped his finger slightly, and Mo Qinglian's throat rolled, and the pill was sent into Mo Qinglian's abdomen by a trace of force.

Immediately, Qin Xuan tapped his finger lightly, and it landed on Mo Qinglian's body one after another.

"Master Qin, what is he doing? Is he healing Qinglian?" Mo Jingfeng and his wife were slightly shocked, watching this scene.

But they did not dare to disturb him, and sat there anxiously waiting for Qin Xuan's move.

The power of Evergreen continued to penetrate into Mo Qinglian's body, refining the pill in Mo Qinglian's body.

After more than 20 minutes, Qin Xuan finally withdrew his palm. Mo Qinglian was sweating profusely, but her almost bloodless face had a slight rosy glow.

"Master Qin, how is Qinglian?" Mo Zhengfeng looked up and asked hurriedly.

But what made him uneasy was that Qin Xuan still didn't say anything. After covering Mo Qinglian with a blanket, he turned around and walked out of the ward.

"What's going on with this Master Qin?" Mu Yun couldn't help but ask.

"Xiao Yun!" Mo Zhengfeng's eyes condensed, and he whispered: "Be careful of your mouth. Master Qin's actions are not your turn to ask!"

He was confused in his heart and wanted to know Mo Qinglian's situation urgently, but if Qin Xuan didn't say it, he naturally didn't dare to ask more.

Outside Mo Qinglian's ward, Mu Xi, who was also injured, sat weakly.

Mo Qinglian was seriously injured, and Sister Sara was also unknown whether she was alive or dead.

Such a blow was enough to make the foreign princess unable to hide her despair.

"Qin Xuan, how is Sister Mo?"

After Qin Xuan came out, Mu Xi couldn't help but ask, her face full of anxiety.

It's not that she didn't want to go in to visit Mo Qinglian, but she felt too guilty and didn't have the face to visit.

Qin Xuan glanced at Mu Xi lightly, and finally spoke the first sentence.

His voice was coldLike snow, it seemed to drop the temperature in the hospital to below zero in an instant.

"Book a flight and go to your country!"

Mu Xi shuddered and looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief.

"Qin Xuan, what are you going to do?"

In the corridor of the hospital, Qin Xuan's eyes were emotionless, and he uttered two words calmly.

"Murder!"

Xinlun is a small country located on a continent. In terms of land area, it is almost the same as Linhai.

In Mo'er, the capital of Xinlun, in a sea view villa.

An old man with sparse hair leaned on a scepter and looked at Deren Dishi with dissatisfaction.

"You didn't bring Princess Mu Xi back?"

The old man's voice was heavy. Facing Xinlun's strongest man, Deren. Dishi not only did not have a bit of awe, but his attitude was higher, with a hint of reprimand.

Deren. Di Shi's face was also ugly. He bowed his head and said, "Respected Bishop Ge De Lu, this is not my fault. I didn't expect that I would meet the legendary Chinese dragon in China."

He told him what happened in Jinling, and Ge De Lu's face became even uglier.

"Not only did you fail to bring back Princess Mu Xi, but you also injured a Chinese terrifying warrior?" Ge De Lu couldn't help but get angry and shouted, "You know, China's Huguo Mansion is very difficult to deal with. If this matter makes Huguo Mansion troubled, even the Church of Light can't save you."

De Lun. Di Shi's mouth twitched slightly. If the man in front of him was not the bishop of the Church of Light, he would definitely slap him.

Helplessly, behind this old man stood a world-class terrifying existence, the Church of Light.

De Lun. Emperor Lion could not help but suppress his anger and said slowly: "It's just the Protectorate Mansion. If they want to come to Xinlun to cause trouble, I'm afraid they don't have the qualifications!"

"The Deren family controls half of Xinlun's armed forces. Even if one or two disaster-level strongmen come to Xinlun, they will definitely not return!" Deren. Emperor Lion raised his head proudly, and his words did not mean to protest against Ge Delu.

"Hmph! You'd better be glad that the Holy Knight will not impose holy punishment for this matter, otherwise, neither you nor I will have a good ending!" Ge Delu said in a deep voice, "I will investigate the identity of the woman you injured. You know, in addition to the Protectorate Mansion, there are even more unfathomable ancient families in China!"

Ge Delu stared coldly at this fool who was not doing his job well, snorted coldly, and turned around suddenly.

He mobilized the believers of the Church of Light in China, and soon, he got some news.

Mo Qinglian! The granddaughter of the terrifying strongman Mo Zhengfeng from the Linhai Mo family

However, what concerned him more was not the Mo family, but a name.

Master Qin!