The group then went together to Leng Shaohan's residence.

When they arrived at the gate of the mansion, Mo Chen and the others saw Wu Wenfeng and Jin Wu from afar. They were sitting on the stone steps at the gate, huddled together, trembling.

Just as they were wondering what was going on, a cold wind suddenly blew by. Mo Chen hurriedly stood in front of everyone and used a wind wall to block the strong wind. However, even though the wind force was dissipated, it could not stop the icy chill. Mo Chen subconsciously shivered.

"What, what's going on?" Cui Ming behind him was also shivering from the cold.

Jin Yi shrank back. "It's that Cold Saint King's ability."

"Master, what's wrong with you all?" Cui Ming asked Yi Sheng, who was on his back, with a strange look on his face, seemingly oblivious to the chill emanating from them.

"Didn't you feel the chill just now?" Mo Chen looked at Yi Sheng with a surprised expression.

"I didn't feel any chill, I just felt a gentle breeze that gave me some strength, and now my breathing is much smoother," Yisheng said truthfully.

To everyone's astonishment, a shrill scream suddenly came from the courtyard.

Mo Chen suddenly turned his head to look at the courtyard. "It's Gu Liyan—"

As soon as he finished speaking, a tornado suddenly rose from the courtyard and continued to spread outwards!

Upon seeing this, Wu Wenfeng and Jinwu hurriedly ran towards the outside of the courtyard. At this moment, Wu Wenfeng noticed Mo Chen and the others in the distance. As if grasping at a straw, he staggered and frantically waved to Wu Wenfeng, "Big Brother!"

After a great deal of effort, Wu Wenfeng and Jinwu finally managed to escape to Mo Chen and the others.

"What happened? Why is the chilling aura in the courtyard so vast?" Mo Chen asked Wu Wenfeng coldly. "Where is Gu Liyan? How is he?"

"Brother Gu, Brother Gu..." Wu Wenfeng trembled, his face still bearing the chill of winter. After uttering those words, a shrill scream echoed from the courtyard once more.

Finally, Wu Wenfeng, trembling, pointed at the courtyard and said, "Brother Gu, that's him, that's how it is..."

Mo Chen looked at the courtyard with a worried expression, "Gu Liyan..."

——

"Ahhh..." Gu Liyan's eyes were bloodshot, and his beautiful face was contorted with pain. He kept spitting out frozen blood clots from his mouth, and his body was covered with a layer of frost. Under the frost, you could see his cracked skin, which showed how much pain he was in.

Gu Liyan gritted his teeth in pain, exhaled a long breath, and said, "Cold...so cold...it hurts...Leng Shaohan...please...stop..."

Behind him, Leng Shaohan's gaze was indifferent as he looked at Gu Liyan calmly. He didn't stop his needle-drawing movements at all because of Gu Liyan's pleas for mercy. Instead, he spoke calmly:

"You are the only patient I've ever successfully treated who has survived the ninth injection. Others can't even endure five injections before failing. So even if you can't hold on any longer at this final moment, I won't stop!"

Leng Shaohan's icy gaze was devoid of emotion; he simply muttered to himself:

"If no one can recover from these ten ice needles, then these ten ice needles will have no face to be born!"

As he spoke, Leng Shaohan plunged an ice needle deep into Gu Liyan's head, completely embedding it inside.

"Ah..." Gu Liyan screamed and spat out a mouthful of ice blood. His aura weakened and he was about to collapse. But just as he was about to fall, Leng Shaohan pulled him up.

Leng Shaohan's cold eyes flashed with a sharp light. "You cannot die! You cannot fall down! And you cannot bow your head!"

Leng Shaohan's words echoed in Gu Liyan's mind like a warning bell.

That familiar phrase, seemingly already deeply imprinted in the depths of his soul, was finally unearthed by Gu Liyan to reveal its true meaning—

Never bow your head!

Otherwise you'll never see the person you love!

Gu Liyan trembled, and the coldness and pain in his body seemed to fade considerably for a moment.

His originally crimson eyes were suddenly replaced by a purple light. Gu Liyan lowered his eyes and stared blankly at the blood he had vomited on the ground, the large pool of blood melting into the ice.

Having followed Hua Baixian through countless lifetimes, shedding blood and tears along the way, how could I give up here?

Should I bow my head and give up the person I love?

Do you want to live a mediocre life?

Are we going to be stuck here forever, unable to go back?

No!

His father

His senior brother

Everyone is waiting for their triumphant return!

Maybe the conflict between my senior brother and me can be resolved after we go back!

They can still be as close as family as before!

not to mention……

He couldn't bear to see Xiao Bai constantly frowning and living a life of sorrow!

Gu Liyan took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and said in his hoarse voice, "Leng Shaohan... please... continue!"

Leng Shaohan was taken aback. Looking down at Gu Liyan, whose eyes were bright and alert, he smiled slightly and nodded with satisfaction. "What are you talking about? Of course I'll continue!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Liyan's screams echoed throughout the courtyard once again—

Mo Chen paced back and forth outside the courtyard, Wu Wenfeng sat on the ground with a solemn expression, Jin Yi frowned as if deep in thought, Jin Wu looked at the courtyard with concern, and Cui Ming kept asking about Yi Sheng's health...

"Master, don't worry, I'm much better now." Yisheng smiled gently, as if bathed in a spring breeze.

Cui Ming nodded. "That's good, that's good."

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