Mu Xin in the secular world has no aura left in her body, and is no different from an ordinary mortal.
The only things that Ziling could identify were the Soul-Living Virtual Technique in the Xianxia Mountain secret book and Mu Xin's blood. When Mu Xin lost consciousness, only she could see the state of her soul.
Zi Ling knew that with the current situation, Senior Sister Mu Xin had no spiritual power, and her mortal body's physical constitution could not be replenished due to heavy bleeding. The soul body will dissipate and leave the mortal body.
Even if Zi Ling used Zi Ling's method to sacrifice her spiritual body and soul power, it would not be able to help. After all, the senior sister had already been soaked in the pool of rebirth and was a mortal body after another life.
Besides, Zi Ling didn't want to waste the spiritual power she had gained through hard work on this senior sister she had never met. Her purpose here is Gu Yu, and she has no compassion to save others.
The doctor brought blood to Mu Xin and sewed up the wound. Zi Ling looked at the unsewed wound and the blood continued to flow. She knew that the senior sister wouldn't be able to hold on much longer.
She was waiting for Mu Xin's soul to rise again. She quietly took out a spiritual power bag and poured some soul power into it.
The anesthetic was about to wear off, and the wound was still not sewn up. With those last few stitches, the anesthetic might have really worn off.
Mu Xin felt the pain of a needle piercing her flesh. She passed out again while muttering Aofeng's name.
In the haze, her soul floated up again, leaving her bleeding body. Her hazy consciousness saw the doctor finishing the last two stitches and asking the nurse to clean her vagina.
When Mu Xin saw the nurse who looked like her ex-husband's sister, she felt that she was a little careless. Fortunately, the doctor reminded her to be serious, intentionally or unintentionally.
Mu Xin wanted to know whether she had a boy or a girl. She always felt it was a girl, but the child was moved away.
It was wrapped in a quilt bag and could not be identified. No sound could come out of her consciousness.
Xu Xu was floating in the air, looking at the busy doctors and nurses. The ECG detection equipment began to flash, and the lines were descending in a curve. She couldn't hear a sound from the bustling crowd.
Suddenly a very calm voice came into her consciousness: "Senior Sister, I am your junior sister, follow me out of here and return to the sect in Xianxia Mountain. Maybe Master can help you Rebirth, don’t remember anything here anymore, they don’t belong to you in the first place.”
That feeling was telling her to give up her obsession and follow her, if she didn't give up her obsession actively.
If Zi Ling wants to take away Mu Xin's soul body, it will take a lot of spiritual power. If the resistance is fierce, it may dissipate.
Zi Ling didn't dare to take risks. She tried to communicate with the soul body of the senior sister and asked her to actively put it into the soul bag she set up, so that she could take away the senior sister with confidence.
This Mu Xin may be useful to her in the future, especially when the sect chooses a successor. What's more, the thousand-year-old jade has not been found yet.
Mu Xin's soul consciousness didn't know who was transmitting the message in her sea of consciousness. Her only concern was the baby. She wanted to see her, even if she stayed for a while longer. She was inexplicable and didn't know about the Xianxia Mountain in her consciousness.
"Who is the junior sister? Why did you take me to Xianxia Mountain? Who is the master? Why did you save me? Am I not doing well? Who is the bleeding woman?"
Mu Xin's soul was confused, and she was struggling to leave the dimly glowing bag that attracted her.
Her consciousness was read by Zi Ling and said, "I am your junior sister. You were originally the senior sister of Xianxia Mountain. Master took you in and taught you martial arts. Our master is Xianxia Shenni. Of course I have the ability to save you. You are just a soul consciousness now. If you don’t follow me, you will dissipate. That mortal body is your place to stay, but it is no longer available now. Come on, Senior Sister, you will be safe in this spirit bag. ”
Zi Ling has been communicating with Mu Xin with her consciousness. She is lingering at the entrance of the spirit bag, just a hair away from entering. Once she lets go of her obsession, she will be taken away by Zi Ling's soul bag.
The two consciousnesses were communicating, and there was noise in the delivery room. Leng Xianshu was sent to the examination room next door. In the corridor, Lang Zhongqiu was still waiting anxiously.
He held his wife Mu Xin's hairpin in his hand, almost to the point of dripping with water. The words of instruction still lingered in his ears: "Brother Lang, if something happens to me, I must take good care of the baby. This hairpin has been something I have carried with me for many years." , remember to give it to the baby..."
He looked at this hairpin made of pure jade, which was carved with a phoenix spreading its wings and about to fly. The green wings were lifelike, and the eyes were shining red, as if they were alive.
A hint of coolness came out from the hosta, making the sweaty palms feel cool.
While he was looking at it, a young man's voice came from behind him: "Mr. Lang, why are you here? Do you have any relatives in this operating room?"
"Long Xing, it's you."
Turning around and seeing Long Xing behind him, Lang Zhongqiu turned around and responded.
"My wife is going to give birth. She has been in there for most of the day and hasn't come out yet."
Lang Zhongqiu felt relieved when he saw Long Xing, an employee of this group company, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.
When a person is anxious, suddenly there is a familiar person by his side, and his heart and anxious emotions seem to have support and storage.
"Oh, it's been so long. The operation is still in progress. No, it seems like the doctors inside have stopped."
After listening to Lang Zhongqiu's words, Long Xing glanced at the operating room. Through the frosted glass door, he could clearly see the operating room. The doctors and nurses were standing quietly in front of the operating table, looking at a woman under the sheets. Look, the instrument panel on the side has returned to zero.
The room was quiet, without a sound.
"Really, can you see, how about my wife and kids?"
Lang Zhongqiu grabbed Long Xing's sleeve and asked loudly with some excitement.
"It's not optimistic. The instruments have stopped. Something seems to have happened. The doctor will come and open the door later."
Long Xing concentrated his eyes and looked at the situation in the operating room very carefully.
In the delivery room, the curve of the instrument returned to zero, and a flat straight line slid. Mu Xin's physical body was almost out of blood. After struggling for a while, her soul was put into the soul bag driven by Zi Ling's spiritual power. .
"Go and notify the family. We tried our best. The child is saved, but the adult is gone."
The doctor's words were a little tired and forced.
The door creaked open, and Mu Xin's body was covered by a white sheet. The nurse walked to the door: "Who is the family member of the mother, please sign."
"I am, I am, how are my wife and children?"
Lang Zhongqiu hurriedly stepped forward to answer.
"The child is safe. He is a daughter of a prince. Sir, he has lost too much blood and is gone."
The nurse's final words were so low that they were almost stuck in her throat and could not be pronounced.
But Lang Zhongqiu listened to him.
"What? Why? Say it again, didn't you promise me that you would protect both of them? Woohoo!"
Lang Zhongqiu squatted on the ground, held his head in his hands, and cried loudly.
