Chapter 68 Serious Injury
Hua Mian walked to the stone bridge and saw the dim light at the door of the City Lord's Mansion in the mist.

There was still a faint noise from there.

Hua Mian walked forward quickly, and when she reached the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, she found a group of people forming a circle, some of them were holding torches in their hands.

Everyone was a little hesitant.

"Well, can you let me go?" Hua Mian patted a maid on the shoulder and smiled.

The maid nodded and stepped aside.

Although she was on the outside, Hua Mian still took advantage of her height to see clearly what was going on inside.

It was a man in a black robe, lying in a pool of blood, with messy hair covering most of his face.

Huamian's pupils narrowed.

Judging by the figure and clothing of this person, it is the dangerous person she saw today.

A ghost clan that can even defeat dangerous people?

Hua Mian couldn't help but gasped, but reason told her to evacuate the crowd.

"Everyone, please disperse!" Before she could speak, she heard a male voice.

Hua Mian took a few steps back, and when she turned around, she saw Ji Jinchen rushing towards her in a hurry.

The crowd dispersed abruptly, Ji Jinchen went over to do first aid, and after finishing, he ordered someone to arrange a room for the injured.

"Master Ji, you are also tired, so leave it to me to take care of the injured." Hua Mian volunteered.

She could see the aura of this dangerous man draining away little by little.

Not surprisingly, the death of the original owner should be related to the things in that ancient street.

Ji Jinchen hesitated and agreed.

Hua Mian moved a small bench and sat on the bedside of the injured patient.

Before dawn, the maids were dismissed by Ji Jinchen, and only she and this unknown man were left in the room.

The blood stains on his body were washed away, and the black robe on his body was replaced with a white one. The material was not bad, and it was quite comfortable to touch.

Hua Mian yawned, leaning his head on his hand, and moved his other hand from the corner of his sleeve to his forehead.

A faint blue fluorescent light ignited in her hand, and the faint light illuminated her face and shone into her dark pupils.

The expected bloodshed did not appear immediately, but instead was a warm scene.

Hua Mian was startled, and withdrew her hand.

"Is that so..." she whispered softly.

The man whose memory was extracted frowned uncomfortably, and opened his eyes suddenly.

The girl propped her head at a slant, her long black hair was warmed by the warm yellow candlelight, hanging lazily on her shoulders, her starry eyes were slightly squinted, and her full red lips were curled up.

"Hello." Hua Mian greeted him nonchalantly.

Just as Mu Chuan was about to speak, his throat became abnormally dry, causing him to cough dryly.

Hua Mian kindly poured him a glass of water.

After drinking water, Mu Chuan felt that his throat had improved a lot, so he asked again: "Thank you for saving my life, Miss."

"It wasn't me who saved you, it was the City Lord. I was just a maid." Hua Mian rolled the ends of her hair carelessly.

Mu Chuan stared at her face for a while.

Such a girl with an unworldly temperament... could she be a maid?

Mu Chuan thought that his vision of seeing people was right, but after all, it was someone else's private matter, so he didn't ask too much.

"The girl's aura is very pure, she must be from the immortal clan, right?" Mu Chuan pursed his lips.

He didn't know why, but he wanted to get close to this girl inexplicably.

He seemed to like her a little bit.

It's not a love between a man and a woman, but a very subtle feeling.

"I'm just an ordinary human race." Hua Mian shook her head and poured him another glass of warm water.

(End of this chapter)

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