Qin Feng actually admired her a little when he saw her daring to come in. This kind of courage is not something ordinary people can have.
If he knew that Wei Ning had formed a contract with the Eight Desolate Divine Beasts and was not afraid that he would suddenly attack, he might not think she was so bold.
"Your Majesty's injury has already damaged his internal organs, and due to the lack of proper treatment, it has now deteriorated. If it weren't for His Majesty's spiritual power, I'm afraid he would have already..."
Situ Yao was indeed a young genius. He quickly diagnosed Mu Zihan's injury. He looked embarrassed and raised his head to take a look at Wei Ning.
The regent was so injured that he might die if he was not treated in time.
But will His Royal Highness allow the Regent to heal him?
Judging from the way she dealt with Duan Mulei and Mu Tianhua, we can see that she is an extremely cold-blooded person.
"Humph! Your Majesty is so kind this time that the dog bites you!"
Qin Feng said angrily, although he didn't point it out clearly, how could Wei Ning not hear that he was scolding her?
She didn't respond either. What's the point of arguing?
She just looked at Mu Zihan. From the time he came in until now, he had not spoken or moved. He allowed Situ Yao to check his pulse and injuries, but he just lowered his head, said nothing, and let the brim of his cloak fall.
His stunning face was shielded by a cold shadow.
No one could clearly see the expression on his face at this moment.
Only Wei Ning saw that a faint smile seemed to flash across his eyes at that moment.
What is he laughing at?
I was surprised when I saw Mu Zihan raised his head at this moment and said calmly: "I want to say a few words to the prince."
The meaning of his words was obvious, he just wanted to talk to the prince.
Qin Feng naturally understood what was going on and stood aside. Situ Yao wanted to retreat, but raised his head and glanced at Wei Ning.
Wei Ning waved to him and he stood aside.
Mu Zihan raised his hand, and a curtain of light separated everyone.
A trace of surprise flashed through Wei Ning's eyes. Many phantom masters had been imprisoned in this cell, so at the beginning of its construction, countless masters were asked to lay a barrier under the cell. Once inside, the spiritual power would be isolated.
No matter how powerful the phantom master is, he is just like an ordinary person here.
As soon as Wei Ning came in, she felt that the spiritual power was vague and could not be captured, and even the contract with the Eight Desolate Divine Beasts was blurred.
However, Mu Zihan can actually set up a barrier. Is his spiritual power not affected at all?
Seeing the surprise in her eyes, Mu Zihan showed a clear smile on his face, and the ends of his eyes curved slightly, making his smile look a little pure.
"It isolates spiritual power, but the spiritual power of the contracted beast is not included." He spoke softly to clear up her confusion.
That tone, as usual, was a bit gentle.
"It turns out that the contracted beast has already formed a contract with you." Wei Ning said coldly, knowing very well that his spiritual power was not under control here, which meant that he had countless opportunities to kill her just now.
But he didn't.
The reason is that she doesn't want to think deeply about it. If she thinks too much, it will only make herself more and more troublesome.
Although her cold tone was expected, Mu Zihan still felt a dull pain in his heart.
That gorgeous face was as pale as paper and so haggard that it made people feel distressed.
"Qing Ning..."
"I don't like people calling me by my name!" Wei Ning interrupted him coldly.
Mu Zihan was stunned for a moment, and several coughs escaped from his chest, shattering and swaying, as if his entire chest was to be torn apart.
