"Miss, no need, Fei Ping doesn't need it anymore. Let's save this excellent medicine for those who need it!"
Fei Ping stopped Nangong Ziyan from doing anything.
"Feiping, are you crazy? Is there anyone who needs this resurrection potion more than you right now?"
Nangong Ziyan didn't allow Fei Ping to refute her, and quickly poured the medicine into Fei Ping's mouth. She wouldn't let him die like this.
Fei Ping had no strength to resist and could only swallow it.
Actually, he often liked her domineering nature, and he was really happy to feel cared for by her.
"Feiping, you'll be alright, you'll be alright." After saying that, Nangong Ziyan quickly pressed Feiping's pressure point to put him to sleep.
"Feifan, take Feiping back to rest. He'll be fine."
"But Miss, you...?"
Feifan was somewhat reluctant, fearing that if his brother woke up, he would definitely blame him for not protecting the young lady.
"Feifan, we'll be alright. Feiping needs your care. Hurry up and go."
Nangong urged, her heart growing anxious as she watched the increasingly restless magical beasts and monsters.
Feifan bit her lip and eventually left with Feiping on her back.
"Yi'er, Brother Haoze, you must be careful."
"Yan'er, don't worry! You just need to be extra careful."
"Brother Haoze, thank you!" Nangong Ziyan smiled brightly. She was so happy to have met Tian Haoze. He loved her like a younger sister, and she was truly touched by his affection.
"Silly girl, why are you thanking me when we're family? Besides, what has your brother done for you?"
Tian Haoze smiled, feeling that Nangong Ziyan was acting a little strange, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why.
Nangong Ziyan took out the Crimson Scale and examined it.
"Brother Haoze, give this Jade Pendant to Haotian. If Yifei starts absorbing people's cultivation, use this Crimson Scale to kill Dongfang Yifei."
Nangong Ziyan placed the red scales into Tian Haoze's hand.
Tian Haoze suddenly looked at her with a puzzled expression, and a bad feeling welled up in his heart again.
"Yan'er, what do you want to do?"
Tian Haoze suddenly became serious, "Why did you personally hand it over to Haotian?"
Upon reflection, Tian Haoze became somewhat agitated.
"Brother Haoze, please listen to me first. Wuguzi has a special constitution; he is neither born nor dies. It would be very difficult to kill him. Moreover, Yan'er cannot just stand by and watch these demonic beasts and monsters enter the city and harm people..."
"So? Yan'er, what do you want to do?"
Tian Haoze suddenly got angry, his eyes filled with shock, and abruptly interrupted Nangong Ziyan.
"Brother, Yan'er doesn't want to do anything. Yan'er only wants to do her bit of help."
Nangong Ziyan didn't want Tian Haoze to see what she was thinking.
"Mother, you...?"
Nangong Jiayi seemed to understand his mother better. His handsome face suddenly turned sad, and he felt an unprecedented panic in his heart.
"Yi'er, Mother will be alright, don't worry."
Nangong Ziyan gave him a reassuring smile, looked at him deeply, then suddenly stood up and flew onto Qingluan's back.
"Mother."
Nangong Jiayi called out urgently, frowning and looking at Nangong Ziyan nervously. Mother wouldn't be thinking...
"Yi'er, what is your mother planning to do?"
Tian Haoze suddenly felt an unprecedented tension, his tense eyes fixed on that resolute figure.
But Nangong Jiayi did not answer him; he just stared intently at his mother.
Seeing Nangong Jiayi's appearance, Tian Haoze became even more anxious, constantly looking in the direction of Qingyun Pavilion, hoping that Haotian and the others would arrive soon.
"They're over there, hurry over there."
Suddenly, Ximen Qingtian's voice rang out.
Tian Haoze turned around abruptly, his face darkening, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes. He shouldn't have let them go back on the Cliff of Heartbreak.
Tian Haoze sent a signal to the sky, summoning the people hiding in the shadows to come out.
"Nangong Ziyan, do you want to make one last desperate attempt? To avoid physical pain, you'd better obediently come with me."
Wuguzi was even more pleased with himself than before.
Nangong Ziyan stared coldly at Wuguzi, her whole body exuding a chilling anger. Her usually smiling face suddenly became expressionless, and she looked as cold as ice.
"Do you really think I have no way to kill you?"
That cold remark sent a chill down Wuguzi's spine.
Slightly surprised, he looked up at Nangong Ziyan, wondering how much of what she said was true or false. Ling Yunxuan's thinking was often unpredictable. Just like now, he seemed to see the domineering Ling Ziyan from his previous life.
Wuguzi snapped out of his daze, glanced at the frail Nangong Ziyan, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Nangong Ziyan, the person who can kill this national teacher has not yet appeared."
A gust of wind blew by, ruffling their hair and vaguely obscuring Nangong Ziyan's angry face.
"Is that so? Then I'll kill you today, and be the one who killed you before I even appeared."
The voice was equally chilling, so cold that Wuguzi trembled slightly.
Suddenly, a crystal ball appeared in Nangong Ziyan's hand, radiating a colorful light.
"The Mark of the Seven-Colored Crystal?"
Wuguzi exclaimed in surprise, taking several steps back. How could the Seven-Colored Crystal Mark be in Nangong Ziyan's hands? Could it be Ling Yunxuan...? She was the person Ling Yunxuan chose. Ling Yunxuan actually chose his own daughter... Wuguzi looked at Nangong Ziyan in disbelief. How could it be her?
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