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Chapter 4381: 5.0133 Past Life 1

But her body felt as if it were seized by a strange force, compelled to follow that plummeting sensation, falling, falling endlessly...

Like sinking into a boundless dream, descending, descending, endlessly descending within it.

"Wouldn't it have been better to just get on the ship? Why come back! What's the point of coming back!"

"A useless person like you, who can't even take care of yourself, what right do you have to be by the Young Master's side? Ridiculous!"

The woman's voice questioned repeatedly, followed by the sound of a whip cutting through the air, heavily striking a frail body.

Qiao Mu stood under the corridor, as if observing someone else's remaining life, her eyes subtly flickering, her face expressionless.

She looked down at her transparent hands. She had transformed into a soul body, as if floating into an endless abyss of memory.

[Heh, it seems my past life was even more tragic than what I remembered before?]

"Bang!" The room door was suddenly kicked open.

The Second Young Master, without even tying his hair, rushed in, his dark hair disheveled.

Seeing this situation, he must have hastily thrown on his clothes after receiving the news and rushed to this room to save someone.

"Shi Yongqian! Who told you to lay a hand on her?" A brutal slap landed heavily on Second Miss Shi's cheek.

Immediately, her fair skin turned bright red.

With that slap, she stumbled back several steps, almost hitting the cabinet door behind her.

"Qin Xin, you hit me for this little pet??"

"What if I hit you? I'm even going to kill..." The Second Young Master, in a fit of rage, didn't think twice. He reached into his spiritual consciousness and summoned a long sword enveloped in white light.

"Second Young Master, Second Young Master!!" Several disciples immediately darted forward, some blocking, some grabbing his arms.

"Second Young Master, you mustn't! Second Miss Shi's father has pledged allegiance to our Qin Manor. How can we kill his daughter? Wouldn't that alienate the other families?"

"Get out of the way!" Qin Xin angrily shook off the disciples, quickly stepping forward. Ignoring the bloodstains and mess, he reached out and picked up the dying woman from the ground.

"Xiao Qiao, Xiao Qiao?"

The woman he picked up looked at him with lifeless eyes. Her body trembled slightly, and a large amount of blood poured from her mouth, indicating that her internal organs were severely injured by the whip.

"Xiao Qiao, don't be afraid. You'll get better, you'll definitely get better." Qin Xin's voice trembled. He kicked a disciple beside him, almost hysterically. "What are you standing there for? Why aren't you calling Ouyang Su over?"

Young Master Qin waved his hand and took out several pills from his inner realm, stuffing them all into the woman's mouth.

"Qin Xin!"

"Get lost!" Young Master Qin mercilessly kicked away Shi Yongqian, who had walked forward, and carried the person out.

Qiao Mu stood in front of the corridor, watching them. She turned and followed the anxious Second Young Master back to his room.

"Xiao Qiao." Qin Xin gently laid the dying woman on the bed, softly held her hand, and whispered, "Cry if you want to. You don't have to hold it in."

Qiao Mu's soul body lightly floated forward and sat properly on the small stool by the bed. Her clear, cold eyes reflected the pale, helpless face of the woman on the bed.

Even with such severe injuries, she remained silent, not even moving her eyes.

"Young Master, Alchemist Ouyang is here."

"Stop talking nonsense, come in quickly."

Qiao Mu turned her head and saw a man in simple white robes with his long hair tied up, carrying a medicine box, hurrying into the room.