The Holy Hand Medical Concubine

"I really didn't expect that the conjurer in my family in the past was actually the prince of the legacy of the Holy Land."

Qian Shuman narrowed his eyes slightly and said to him.

It's no wonder that after the incident of Qian Shufeng back then, Jiumo never appeared again. It seems that everything is not a coincidence.

"It's a pity that no matter how clever your plan is, it has already been smashed!"

He believed in Jiumo and regarded him as a confidant, but Jiumo and Qian Shufeng murdered him together? It's no wonder that he and Sheng Xueqing went farther and farther in those years, and was framed by the two closest people, how could he have expected it?

Jiumo took a deep breath, put down the hand that was covering his chest, and raised his eyes to look at Qian Shuman.

"Qian Shuman, if you don't want to die miserably, you can persuade Sheng Chuxin to hand over the soul of the hall, otherwise... you should know the methods of the hall!"

"Heh, heh."

Qian Shuman chuckled a few times.

"Jiu Mo, I need this young master to tell you, has the hidden curse in this young master's body been solved by Chu Xin?"

Hearing this, Jiu Mo stared at Sheng Chuxin in disbelief.

"Understood, really solved?"

Sheng Chuxin, a monster, can even detect hidden curses, can he solve them? What a talent.

"Sheng Chuxin, you are doing well!"

With that said, he took a step back, looked to the side with his eyes, and was about to run away.

"If you want to run, let's see if the sage agrees!" Sheng Chuxin took a step forward with the whip in his hand.

However, it was still not as fast as Jiumo's escape. In the blink of an eye, the person had disappeared.

"This is the Nine Hearts!"

She stomped her feet bitterly and looked at the sky.

It's really not that she was merciful, but that Jiu Mo escaped too fast every time, and she couldn't catch him at all.

"Ahan..."

She couldn't catch it, but why didn't Ahan catch it, and what was the reason for this.

"If I'm not mistaken, Jiumo is not from the Holy Land." Beiyehan said.

"Um?"

Sheng Chuxin was puzzled.

"It's not Holy Land, it's..."

"He is from Shenlu." Qian Shuman said.

He has always known this, but what he didn't know was that the magician from before was actually Jiu Mo!

"Shenlu, he is from Shenlu?" Sheng Xueqing said in surprise.

"It's said that Prince Jiumo, who died in Shenglu, is a powerful figure, but I didn't expect that he came from Shenlu?!"

"Mother, let's not talk about this for now, Uncle Shuman's body is still very weak, mother, you still..."

Sheng Chuxin wanted to say that she should go back to her room to rest, but when she could see the door, which was damaged enough, she could only twitch the corners of her mouth, but of course she didn't see it.

"Mother, anyway, you and Uncle Shuman are going to get married sooner or later, why don't you let him rest in your room first, and Ah Han and I go outside to have a look."

she said.

The battle outside was much bigger than in this yard, she almost wondered if Jiu Tian wanted to dismantle the Qianshi Clan.

Sheng Xueqing didn't object either, but supported Qian Shuman and nodded.

...

"Hey, are you really good at fighting?"

The Ninth Elder was hit by Jiu Tian's palm and fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of old blood.

But as if he hadn't been hit, he stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and continued to fly into the air.

"See if I don't kill you little red bastard...ah!"

With a scream, before he got close to Jiutian, he was wrapped around his wrist by a spiritual force and was pulled back to the ground directly.