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Chapter 1860 is also meaningless

Tianhai City, the Wenren family's residence.

Outside a brightly lit room.

Wenren Muxue was waiting anxiously.

Her eyebrows were tightened, her hands were clenched tightly, and her bones were white.

It was not until the door of the room was pushed open with a creaking sound and several old men in black Tang suits walked out that she hurriedly walked over and asked, "How is my father?"

The white-haired old man in the lead shook his head and sighed: "The disease is still the same. I'm afraid it's impossible to turn the world..."

"Bang!"

Wenren Mu Xue's legs became weak and she sat directly on the ground.

"Miss."

The old man hurried forward to support him.

Wenren Mu Xue's eyes were dull, and she looked at the open door empty and unconsciously, muttering to herself: "How is it possible, how is it possible? I obviously brought back all the herbs..."

The five-leaf clover in the village that made the Wu League angry and thoroughly investigated across the country was indeed secretly brought back by Wenren Mu Xue.

That night, the formation was about to break. She and her younger brother Wen Renbin immediately broke through the siege, rushed to the woods, picked the five-leaf clover, and rushed back to the family overnight. She did not tell anyone, but brought Wen Renting's several confidant doctors over and sealed them in this yard to treat Wen Renting's illness.

But the result made her fall into a blank space as if she was struck by lightning.

"Miss, this five-leaf clover, to be honest..."

The old man with white hair wanted to speak but stopped.

"It's better for me."

A middle-aged man walked out of the room, his majestic face was full of difficulties at this moment.

"This five-leaf clover is indeed a sacred grass. Logically speaking, there is no problem in curing my elder brother's illness."

"only."

He sighed deeply: "The medicinal effect of this five-leaf clover has long been exhausted. I don't know if it was stolen. It's like a flower and plant that has lost its nutrients. It's just a surface, but it's actually exhausted inside, and it's impossible to grow into a six-leaf clover. It feels like we've all been deceived."

The person who spoke was Wen Renhong, the deputy head of the Wen Renren family, and was a brother to Wen Renting and Wen Renmu Xue’s uncle.

"But even those Gu-raising people admit that if we don't get over, they will soon turn this grass into a six-leaf divine grass. Did they even make a mistake by themselves?"

Wenren Muxue seemed to have caught a life-saving straw, looked up at Wenrenhong and begged.

Wen Renhong shook his head: "Maybe they didn't expect that this herb was tampered with by others in advance. Anyway, this grass is useless now, and my elder brother's condition suddenly broke out again."

His face was extremely ugly and he opened his mouth unwillingly: "Notify the family and prepare for the funeral of the elder brother..."

Aftermath.

Hearing these two words, Wen Ren Mu Xue's eyes turned dark and she almost fainted on the spot.

"No, no, no... My father must be saved, he can't die like that."

She shook her head desperately, got up from the ground, turned around and walked out of the yard.

"Where are you going?" Wen Renhong asked loudly: "The situation outside is complicated now, and you can't leave the family, otherwise you will die if you and Lu Fan provoke outside!"

"Is it dead?"

Wenren Mu Xue paused, but continued to strode out without looking back.
Chapter completed!
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