Chapter 550

"Who are you and why are you stopping our Mo family's funeral team?" An old man at the head glared angrily, staring at Mu Qianyue fiercely and said.

"It's you?" Mo Yang yelled, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said, "Mu Qianyue, there have been conflicts between us, but today is a big issue for my Mo family, you'd better get out of the way."

Mu Qianyue raised her eyes, and a faint light flashed in her dark pupils, "You think I'm here to find trouble?"

"Isn't it?" Mo Yang stared.

"I'm not that boring." Mu Qianyue rolled her eyes, pointed at the coffin, and said slowly, "The person in the coffin is not dead, if you just bury her like this, she will really be dead. "

"Impossible!" Mo Yang yelled in horror, and then he seemed to be thinking of something, and asked, "Why do you say she is not dead?"

"There are drops of blood dripping from under the coffin, and there is a faint trace of life in these drops of blood, so I dare to conclude that the person in the coffin is not dead, but if it is delayed any longer, it will surely die." Under Mu Qianyue's voice, full There was an uproar.

Everyone looked at the bottom of the coffin curiously, and indeed they saw dark red blood dripping from the coffin, but they didn't feel any vitality!

"Fourth young master, who is she? Do you know her?" asked the old man who spoke just now.

"She is a freshman of Baihu Academy this year, and she is Mu Qianyue." Mo Yang said.

"Housekeeper, what happened? Why did you stop?" At this time, a middle-aged couple came from behind. The middle-aged man asked the old man while supporting the woman beside him.

Housekeeper Mo replied: "Patriarch, there is a woman who stopped our funeral procession, she said that the second lady is not dead."

"Impossible. I saw my daughter die with my own eyes. I also breathed her breath. She is indeed out of breath." Patriarch Mo stepped forward and walked in front of Mu Qianyue, "This girl, You'd better get out of the way, the dead are the most important, don't let us delay the burial time."

"What if I say I can save her?" Mu Qianyue's eyes flashed, and she looked at the middle-aged man in front of her. It turned out that he was the head of the Mo family, and his daughter was in the coffin.

"Girl, stop joking around, let's get out of the way. Hey..." Patriarch Mo sighed sadly, even Pill King Qian Yeming couldn't help it, let alone her?

"Girl, is what you said true? Can you really save my daughter? I beg you to save my daughter... If you can save her, I will promise you anything..." Mrs. Mo Hearing this, a look of excitement and joy burst out on the sad, sad and desperate face.

"Can you really save her?" Patriarch Mo asked with narrowed eyes.

"You have no choice but me." Mu Qianyue said lightly.

"Master, let her try, okay? What if she can save Ying'er? Even if we can't, we have nothing to lose..." Madam Mo cried.

Patriarch Mo sighed, "Okay, girl, just try."

"Open the coffin immediately." Mu Qianyue said with a serious expression on her face, Patriarch Mo quickly gave orders, and the coffin lid was opened after a while.

There were more and more people around the scene, and the faces of everyone showed astonishment and astonishment. What is she going to do? Open coffins in the street to save people? Do you want to be so strong ~ explosive? Can the dead be revived?

"Is she stupid? She dared to say such big words. I heard that Mo Ying, the second young lady of the Mo family, died two days ago. How could she be saved!"

"The second young lady of the Mo family died? What's going on? Didn't the second young lady of the Mo family marry into the Bai family a few years ago? It seems to be the third young master of the Bai family, Bai Mu!"

"Yes. I have relatives who work in the Bai family. I heard that this is the case. The second miss of the Mo family was jealous and almost killed Bai Mu's first wife, and then she was kicked out of the Bai family..."

"Ah! I didn't expect her to be so bad!"

"Who knows who is good and who is bad, Gaomen just has a lot of things. It's just that Mo Ying has been dead for two days, it is absolutely impossible to save him!"

"Yeah, I heard that even Pill King Qian Yeming can't do anything about it! I think this girl is going crazy because she wants to climb into Mo's house!"

"Look, it won't be long before she runs away in despair!"

"Heh, I don't believe she can save Mo Ying alive, otherwise I'll cut off her head and give her a kick!"

Everyone is talking about each other.

Mu Qianyue's figure moved, and she flew up to the top of the coffin. When she saw the situation inside the coffin, she couldn't help squinting her black pupils. It was as she imagined, a woman who was about to give birth.

I saw a very young woman with a good face lying in the coffin. She looked only in her twenties, her belly was raised high, and her face was pale and bloodless. He is dead, but there is still a breath in his chest, and he has not yet died.

"Well, girl, my daughter... I'm afraid it's not very convenient here." Mrs. Mo looked around and said.

"It's too late." Mu Qianyue said lightly, then turned to look at Patriarch Mo and said, "Lift her out, and move gently." Then she looked at Butler Mo, "Go find a board and a blanket on the ground."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Mo Yang again, "You are responsible for clearing the crowd, hurry up."

"You..." Mo Yang stared depressedly, how dare he order him to work? But judging by her appearance, it seems that she can really save her sister? Forget it, let's listen to her first.

At the beginning, Patriarch Mo was still somewhat skeptical, but after seeing Mu Qianyue's methodical explanation, a look of amazement flashed in his eyes, and he had made so many countermeasures and contingencies in a short period of time. She can really save Yinger.

After a while, everything was arranged.

Mo Ying was lifted out of the coffin by several disciples of the Mo family, and she was gently placed on a wooden board covered with a blanket. The crowd that was originally watching was also cleared away, but some people were still watching curiously from a distance. with.

"All men avoid." Mu Qianyue looked at the remaining disciples of the Mo family and said, and then raised her eyes to the head of the Mo family, "Master Mo, for the sake of her reputation and innocence, you'd better hurry up and set up a temporary awning, and your daughter will give birth later."

While talking, Mu Qianyue took out acupuncture from the space, went to Mo Ying's side and squatted down.

When Patriarch Mo heard what Mu Qianyue said later, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, with a look of surprise on his face.

A series of acupuncture pierced into Mo Ying's body quickly and accurately. With each acupuncture, the tail of the needle trembled slightly. Mu Qianyue pricked fifty-four acupuncture in a row before stopping. .