Chapter 64: Dirty old monster (1)

In a trance, Mu Ge only felt that he was sucked into a chaotic place.
That kind of feeling, as if she was going through rebirth.
‘Is it possible that I’m born again? Fog! I was attacked by a pill and died? ! When he recovered his consciousness, Mu Ge was taken aback by the thoughts in his heart.
Suddenly, the tearing sensation in her head interrupted her thoughts and quickly returned her consciousness.
"What's the matter!" Mu Ge held his head tightly with both hands, and all his fingers sank into his scalp.
Ahhhhhhhhhhh!
The pain caused Mu Ge to cry. This kind of pain is really not something ordinary people can bear. Have you ever tried a migraine? If you know, that's good. The pain that Mu Ge suffers at this moment is a migraine multiplied by a hundred times.
With a splitting headache, Mu Ge couldn't wait to bite her tongue and kill herself.
She clenched fists with both hands and smashed her head, as if such self-masochistic behavior could relieve the pain in the head.
Many inexplicable words appeared in her mind, as if to force her to engrave into her heart, even if she wanted to forget it.
Those words, as well as the remains of various herbs and animals, replayed in Mu Ge's mind like a slideshow. Various prescriptions filled her brain, almost exploding her head.
And where she could not see, the pill that broke into her eyebrows was spinning at high speed. As it rotated, it was gradually melting and getting smaller.
"I can't stand it anymore!" Mu Ge curled up and rolled around in a chaos.
She can bear the physical pain.
Even if she was peeling and digging bones, she wouldn't let her grunt.
However, the severe pain from the mental power made her wish to die immediately, so as to be relieved.
Spiritual power is powerful, but it is also fragile and sensitive. If the mental strength is injured, it may be a rare cure in a lifetime. At this moment, the pain that Mu Ge was suffering from mentally reached her limit.
If she can't persist, maybe her mental strength will collapse. From then on, either became a vegetative and could not wake up. Or, become a person with dementia and insufficiency.
Suddenly, a green light appeared beside Mu Ge, turning into a transparent human form.
Mu Qingge looked at the painful Mu Ge anxiously, and she could feel that Mu Ge's mental power was slowly collapsing. "Hold on!"
Of course, Mu Ge, who was trapped in the storm of huge pain, could not hear her at all, or even know her appearance.
Why did Mu Ge suddenly be like this?
Mu Qingge is the body of soul, and he can see it more clearly than Mu Ge.
She knew that Mu Ge was accepting some kind of powerful inheritance. This is the chance that belongs to Mu Ge and also to her. After all, Mu Qing is Mu Qing Ge, and Mu Qing Ge is Mu Ge.
If she can't bear it, then Mu Qingge is probably really dead.
Mu Qingge pursed his lips tightly, his brows frowned.
How to do? How can I help her?
Mu Qingge's brain power was running fast. Suddenly, her eyes lit up. It seemed that she had thought of how to help Mu Ge tide over the current difficulties.
After thinking it through, Mu Qingge's eyes appeared absolutely decisive.
She whispered to Mu Ge: "From now on, Mu's family, grandpa, and aunt, it's up to you!" After that, she sat cross-legged, her eyes lightly closed.
The transparent body shook violently and saw her facial features twisted in pain.
Then, a transparent and pure force flew out from above her head, hovering up like a rope, and injected it into Mu Ge's heavenly spirit.