A black light flashed, fallen leaves flew, and bamboo leaves drifted down.
Under a slightly remote bamboo tree, a woman with a quiet and beautiful face leaned against the tree, her fair skin showing a deathly paleness, beads of sweat rolling down her forehead, her breath was disordered and weak.
Whoosh!
Black light passed by, and the middle-aged man appeared next to the woman in an instant, reaching out and carefully picking her up: "Lan'er, I will take you out of here."
The woman he called Lan'er didn't speak. She just opened her eyes a little tiredly, stretched out her hand to grasp his sleeves, with a touch of determination in her eyes: "Save our... child..."
In one sentence, it seemed as if she had exhausted all her strength, and the clothes on her body were already soaked with sweat and blood.
"Lan'er, hold on, I'll take you out right now..."
"Her condition is very bad. If you take her away now, you may not be able to save your child."
A woman's soft voice came from behind.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man suddenly turned around, his eyes as sharp as an eagle shot towards her, and there was a sense of alertness all over his body.
Seeing the man's appearance, Mu Hanyue did not step forward, but moved her gaze to the woman in his arms, her gaze resting on her bulging belly.
"This is the territory of Meteor God Pavilion. It's a hundred miles in radius. There is no place for her to give birth."
The implication is that it's useless even if you leave.
"You woman, don't talk nonsense here!" the middle-aged man scolded in a low voice, his eyes as deep as ice, but deep down he was a little flustered and worried.
He was really afraid that something would happen to Lan'er and the baby in her belly.
Seeing the anxiety in the middle-aged man's heart, Mu Hanyue took a step forward and said, "Put her down."
"What do you want to do?" The middle-aged man immediately looked at her warily.
Wen Renxiao raised his eyes: "Han Yue is an alchemist. If you believe us, she can take a look at it for your wife."
Even though he said this, the middle-aged man seemed to be very wary of them and didn't quite believe them, so he hesitated to move.
"I have never met you, so I have no reason to harm you. Of course, if you don't believe me, you can take your wife and leave here. I won't stop you."
The woman spoke softly.
The reason why I blocked him before was because I didn't see anyone in this huge Meteor God Pavilion. I met him by accident, so I followed him.
The middle-aged man stared at her coldly with his dark eyes, his muscles all tense and his expression cold, as if he was hesitating whether to believe her or not.
Lan'er grasped his sleeve tightly and tugged, her pale lips slightly opened, and she breathed out a few words weakly: "I believe her..."
Her eyes were full of anxiety and worry, and her face was very pale.
If she delays it any longer, I'm afraid she may not be able to save the baby in her belly.
The middle-aged man glanced at the woman in white in front of him coldly, then gently put the woman in his arms on the ground, turned around and said coldly: "If you dare to deceive us, I will never let you go!"
Mu Hanyue ignored him, but walked forward, squatted down, picked up her wrist, and felt for her pulse.
The woman's eyebrows narrowed slightly, her expression slightly serious.
"What's wrong? How's the situation?" the middle-aged man asked nervously.
"The spiritual energy in her body has been drained away, and her body has no ability to resist. The situation is not good."