The Snail Princess and Her Benefactor

Chapter 200 Misfortunes never come singly

Ling Mi told her sister exactly what she had seen.

After hearing this, Hua Chao had no idea what was going on and paced back and forth in the room anxiously.

I originally thought that Maomao was just too tired.

It turned out that such a strange scene happened in the wilderness.

"Sister, how is Brother Yang now!"

"He is still in a coma in the inner room. The doctor said that if he doesn't wake up tomorrow, he may never wake up again!"

Hua Chao's voice became lower and lower, and he lowered his head and his shoulders trembled slightly.

"I gonna go see……"

Ling Mi walked into the inner room. The light in the room was even dimmer. The tall and mighty Yang Shilin was lying on the bed, his face pale and his breathing extremely weak.

Ling Mi came closer and saw that the wound on Yang Shilin's palm had completely healed.

When he jumped up and pounced on the Shiba Inu spirit, his body was seriously wounded and soaked in blood.

There is no trace of blood on his body now, and there seems to be no scars on the surface.

But his breathing was still weak and he looked in danger.

Xiao Wo had already run in and was lying quietly at the head of Yang Shilin's bed. He was so nervous that he didn't even dare to move his tail.

“Spiritual honey…”

Hua Chao lowered his voice and called Ling Mi, motioning her to come out and talk.

"Where are the people from my sister's village? Why aren't they here?"

"Everyone in the village is preparing to bury Master Zhou and his wife... Woo woo..."

"grandparents……"

As soon as Hua Chao finished speaking, he heard Huo Linger in the house scream and try to rush out.

Ling Mi reached out and grabbed Huo Ling'er, holding him in her arms.

"Huo Ling'er...wait a moment..."

The child screamed and flapped his limbs, wanting to break free from the restraints and rush out of the house.

"I want grandpa... I want grandma..."

Hua Chao went over and hugged Ling Mi and Huo Ling'er, and the two sisters hugged Huo Ling'er and burst into tears.

After calming down a little, Hua Chao held Huo Ling'er and sat on a small stool. Looking at Huo Ling'er who was still crying softly, Hua Chao comforted her softly.

"Huo Ling'er, listen to your godmother. The villagers are helping grandpa and grandma. If you run over there, you will cause trouble for everyone."

"Your godfather's life or death is uncertain now, so we have to find a way to rescue him first. And Maomao... woo woo..."

Hua Chao glanced at Maomao who was lying on the ground. He looked even weaker.

Huo Linger nodded as if she understood, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Wuwu... Huo Ling'er remembered everything my godmother said... Wuwu..."

Hua Chao hugged Huo Linger's still shaking shoulders tightly.

"Then you go in and stay in the inner room to guard your godfather. Your aunt and I will find a solution as soon as possible, okay!"

Huo Linger calmed herself down and jumped out of Hua Chao's arms.

"Okay! I'll go and look after my godfather right away..." He walked into the inner room.

Hua Chao walked to Maomao, squatted down, and gently stroked Maomao's soft fur.

Ling Mi squatted quietly beside her, and the small wooden house suddenly became quiet.

All that could be heard was Maomao's rapid breathing.

Hua Chao thought about it carefully and realized that according to Ling Mi, Yang Shilin was pierced through the body by the yellow-black spiritual power summoned by the Shiba Inu spirit.

How could a mortal with flesh and blood withstand the attack of evil spirits and demonic powers, especially since he was already seriously injured.

If it weren't for the Fire Kirin saving him from the sea of ​​fire, he would have died by now.

Maomao forced out his original spirit to save Huo Ling'er.

Judging from Huo Linger's condition at that time, he must have been possessed. Maomao consumed a lot of spiritual energy in order to save him.

If we want to save them now using medicines and medical skills from the mortal world, it is definitely impossible.

There is no other way now but to call out the Shelong River God and ask the old immortal for help, maybe he can save their lives.

Thinking of this, Hua Chao no longer hesitated and gently stroked the jade bracelet on her wrist with one hand.

"The Dragon River God..."

After calling out three times, a flash of light appeared in the house, and the white-haired Shelong River God appeared.

"Miss Hua Chao, what's the matter with calling out the old man?"

The old river god stroked his beard and asked with a smile.

When he saw Maomao lying on the ground, his face suddenly changed.

"The Immortal has seen it. I have no choice but to call you out. My Maomao is seriously injured and I really don't know what to do."

"Now there's not only him, there's another one in the house, and his injuries may be more serious."

Hua Chao knelt down on his knees as he spoke, and Ling Mi also knelt down and kowtowed hurriedly.

“I hope the old immortal can be merciful and save them!”

The Shelong River God reached out and pulled up Hua Chao and Ling Mi.

"Don't be like this, ladies. Let me investigate first."

As he said this, he walked into the inner room and came to the head of Yang Shilin's bed.

The old river god summoned the spiritual power in his palm, and a faint emerald green light completely covered Yang Shilin who was lying on the bed.

After a while, the Shelong River God withdrew his spiritual power without saying a word, and walked towards Maomao in the outer room with a heavy face.

When he got close to Maomao, the old river god was not in a hurry to use his spiritual power to investigate.

Instead, he squatted down, carefully observed the dying Maomao, and reached out to touch Maomao's big head.

Only then did he summon his spiritual power and carefully examine Maomao's body.

The expression on his face became more and more solemn, and the time he spent investigating Maomao was obviously much longer than that of Yang Shilin.

Hua Chao held Ling Mi's hand tightly and looked at the expression of the God of the Shelong River, which made Hua Chao feel more and more flustered.

The master and his mistress had already met with accidents. Now if Maomao and Yang Shilin got into trouble again, what would she and Ling Mi do?

But the old river god slowly withdrew his spiritual power, with a look of confusion on his face.

"Miss Huachao, how did you meet this giant panda?"

Hua Chao was a little surprised at how confused this old man was. Why didn't he save Maomao but instead asked such a question?

"Ah... Maomao's mother was injured in a fight with a tiger spirit in the mountains, so she entrusted Maomao to us for adoption. Maomao was only a few months old at the time."

"Its mother is buried on the mountain in Xilong Village!"

The old river god stroked his beard gently and said meaningfully.

"Oh... so it's not a mountain goblin, but an ordinary giant panda of young age!"

"Old Immortal, did you see something?"

Hua Chao held Ling Mi's hand even tighter.

"When the old man was investigating just now, he did find some strange things, but his spiritual power is very weak and he can't continue investigating."

Hua Chao took two steps forward and stared nervously into the eyes of the god of the Shelong River.

"Don't worry, girl. The thing inside it won't do anything to hurt it."

"It's just that the spiritual power of that thing is extremely strong, but it was sealed in the body of this giant panda. Because it forcibly broke the seal, the thing suffered a backlash."

"He almost lost his soul. If he doesn't get timely treatment before dawn, the spirit sealed in the giant panda's body will be destroyed."

"And the young man in the house was already missing a soul and a spirit, so he didn't seem to have any scars, but he was injured by the evil spirit's demonic power."

"If he doesn't get treatment before dawn, he will die."

After hearing this, Hua Chao was so shocked that his legs went weak and he slumped down on the stool.