Nangong Jingqi, who had not yet landed, shouted loudly.
"You bastard!" Wuguzi looked up angrily at Nangong Jingqi, who was flying towards him...
Nangong Ziyan was so grateful to her second brother who suddenly appeared. She had never thanked him as much as she did at this moment. Taking advantage of Wuguzi's distraction when he looked up, she poured a large bag of secret medicine on Wuguzi's head.
Unexpectedly, Wuguzi, with his high cultivation level and quick reflexes, turned around swiftly and struck Nangong Ziyan, who was standing right in front of him, with a packet of medicinal powder suddenly splashing onto her face.
Everything happened so fast it was unbelievable; Bei Ming Haotian and Nangong Ruichen had no chance to stop it at all.
"Ah!" Nangong Ziyan felt an excruciating pain all over her body, and her body fell straight backward.
Wuguzi suddenly felt his body swaying and dizziness made him realize that he could not stay any longer.
"Yan'er." Bei Ming Haotian instantly attacked, unleashing all his anger towards Wu Gu Zi.
Wuguzi was startled when he saw this, and vanished the instant the spiritual energy struck him.
"Yan'er".
"Yan'er".
"Yan'er, Yan'er..."
The three grown men didn't have time to chase after Wuguzi. They rushed to Nangong Ziyan's side. Beiming Haotian picked up the dying Nangong Ziyan and called out to her in a trembling voice, but Nangong Ziyan's pale face and closed eyes made her look as if she were dead. He felt so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe. It was all his fault for not protecting her properly.
"Demon Lord, take Yan'er back for treatment first."
Nangong Ruichen felt as if his heart had been ripped out. His sister had never been so vulnerable before, and this feeling was so bloody and unexpected. He looked up at Beiming Haotian, thinking that he must be feeling several times worse than Nangong Ruichen was right now...!
Inside the young master's residence, in the Fenghai Residence, a place that was never usually bustling, the young master's residence was now packed with people.
In Nangong Ziyan's room,
The bedside was surrounded by people: the Nangong family, the Dongfang family, as well as Baili Yuechan and Baili Jun'ao, all waiting for news of Nangong Ziyan. After Nangong Ziyan's accident, Hua Nongying also disappeared, and no one knew where he went.
Bei Ming Haotian anxiously awaited Tian Nanxing's diagnosis.
"Master, Yan'er, she..." The trembling, sobbing voice was heartbreaking.
Tian Nanxing put Nangong Ziyan's hand back under the covers, her expression grave.
Looking at the room full of people, he instantly became displeased. "Those who are not involved can go back! Everything is fine here now, Ze'er, see the guests out."
Tian Nanxing doesn't care where he is right now; if he's unhappy, no one else can have a good life.
"Thank you all for your concern for Yan'er, but she needs to rest. Please leave now!"
Tian Haoze also looked unwell; he was deeply saddened by Nangong Ziyan's injury.
Baili Jun'ao took one last look at Nangong Ziyan on the bed before reluctantly leaving.
Seeing that Baili Jun'ao had left, many people followed him out.
“Your Excellency, we are Yan’er’s husband’s family. It is only right that we stay and take care of her.”
Nanman Ningcan said with a smile. She was so angry that she almost died when she saw Beiming Haotian take her son's place. Her son couldn't even get close to Nangong Ziyan.
“Madam, please go back! We don’t need too many people here.” Tian Nanxing showed no respect to Nan Manning.
"Let's go, Madam. We'll come back to see Yan'er when she wakes up."
Dongfang Shuo didn't want to lose face and be kicked out. Judging from today's situation, he had no choice but to personally intervene and have a good talk with Nangong Yuze about Fei'er and Yan'er's marriage. They, the East Sea Continent, would not give up on a Saint-level alchemist. So he looked at Bei Ming Haotian's back and made a plan in his mind.
"City Lord." Nan Manning was unwilling to give up, but seeing that Sima Jiaorong did not speak, Nan Manning became even more angry.
Dongfang Yifei gave Nangong Ziyan a gloomy look, shook his arm, turned and left. He was going to ask Baili Yuechan what exactly was going on.
-End of this chapter-
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