49 About to Die
There were rumors that Bai Wan had long gone in the footsteps of her father and brother and was no longer alive.
A dead person was far harder to find than a living person.
Moreover, there would probably be no news of her for a while. During this period of time, could Mo Beiyuan only use the same method as before to help Little Sweetcake relieve her pain time and time again?
When Third Elder learned of his previous method, his eyes were filled with shock.
You're playing with your life. If it was once or twice, your body might be fine, but if you do it too many times, you'll be completely crippled!
Yun Ran did not expect the consequences of Mo Beiyuan's actions to be so serious. She thought that his injuries were not serious.
Yun Ran would remember this man's protection of Little Sweetcake well.
Is there any other way?
Yunran did not want anything to happen to Little Sweetcake, so she naturally did not like anything to happen to Mo Beiyuan.
The Third Elder was silent for a moment before saying unhappily, Stay here for a while. I'll help him refine some medicinal pills, but these medicinal pills can only support him to risk his life ten times. If he continues to do that in the future, the medicinal pills won't be able to save him. Do you understand what I mean?
If not for Feng Chen, I wouldn't be bothered with these things! I hope the Yuan King will do more good in the future. It can be considered accumulating merit.
Being misunderstood like this, Mo Beiyuan had no intention of explaining.
Yun Ran glanced at him but didn't say anything.
Forget it. He didn't even care.
There seemed to be a solution for the current situation, but it was not a permanent one. After ten times, they needed to have either found the Ten Direction Mystic Spirit Bracelet, or they could only let Little Sweetcake continue to hurt. The other way was for Mo Beiyuan to exchange his life for it.
Even so, they had no choice.
The group could only stay and wait for the Third Elder to prepare the herbs and refine the medicinal pills.
Mo Beiyuan sent a message back and asked the secret guards of the Prince's Mansion to search for Bai Wan.
Little Sweetcake also knew that she was sick.
However, she was still a three-and-half-year-old child. The little baby's understanding was that she was about to die and would never see his parents and brother again. She cried very sadly.
Yun Ran hugged the little packrat and coaxed her gently.
Sweetcake isn't sick. She just became more powerful than other little dolls. Mother guesses that Sweetie must have secretly made a wish to become very powerful. You wish to beat up big baddies and protect Mother, right?
Yes, Sweetcake wants to beat up the big baddie and protect Mother. She also wants to protect Brother and Daddy
The little girl cried and sobbed as she clenched her fists.
Yun Ran added, So, the immortals in the sky must have heard Sweetie's wish, but she became a whole lot stronger. If she hits the big baddie, Sweetie will hurt
The girl blinked, probably understanding what Yun Ran meant. She smiled through her tears.
Sweetcake has become very powerful! Sweetcake is going to hit a big baddie! It doesn't matter if Sweetcake's stomach hurts.
The little packrat's words hit the softest part of Yun Ran's heart.
It also made Yunran feel helpless again because she was too weak. In her current state, she could not protect the two children at all. She had to get her spiritual root back as soon as possible.
During this period of time, Yunran's opinion of Mo Beiyuan changed. At first, she felt that this man was a little arrogant. She thought he relied on his status and ability to act domineeringly and disregard others.
But this man had protected her in the snake cave in the Demon Beast Forest.
Now, for Sweetcake, he was willing to risk his life.
Yunran felt that if she really had to make a deal to get her spiritual root back, she was willing to make a deal with this man.
At least in this world, this man was more worthy of her trust than the others.
Hence, Yun Ran looked for Mo Beiyuan again.
Mo Beiyuan, can we have a good talk?