This city has no trees, no lakes, no flowers or plants... It is filled with a dead silence, making people feel depressed and heavy as soon as they enter.
Such a strange city is the Yan family’s base - Bianliang.
Bianliang has existed since ancient times and still retains its ancient appearance today. It is surrounded by majestic city walls and has only one city gate.
Because of the harsh environment in Bianliang, few people settled here.
But once settled, it will be passed down from generation to generation.
Deep in Bianliang, there is a huge building leaning against the city wall.
Although it is not as exquisite as a palace, it exudes a sense of freedom and pleasure everywhere, and is majestic and magnificent among the yellow sand.
This is the Yan family residence.
It is a forbidden place in the entire Bianliang city, and no one except the descendants of the Yan family is allowed to enter.
At this time, in a small courtyard in the inner courtyard of the Yan family, Gong Yu was illuminated by the scorching sun. Her eyeballs rolled several times under her eyelids, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly woke up from her coma.
What comes into view is an antique carved wooden bed.
The white sandman hangs down, blocking the dazzling sunlight and adding a soft touch to the khaki walls of the house.
Where is this?
This was the first question Gong Yu asked after waking up.
Then, she felt herself leaning against a strong chest, and waves of coldness came over her, as if she was leaning against a cold and stiff corpse.
If it weren't for the chest rising and falling rhythmically and giving off a familiar feeling, she would have evacuated immediately.
"General Yan Ming?"
Gong Yu did not rush to get up, but called out twice tentatively, trying to confirm whether Mu Nian had woken up.
But she waited for a while and got no response.
Haven't you woken up yet?
How is his injury?
Has the artifact sealed in his body settled down now that the Kunlun Mirror and the Demon Refining Pot are no longer attracting him?
With such doubts, Gong Yu forced himself to sit up with his weak body.
Not only did she lean on Mu Nian's chest, but one of her hands was also intertwined with Mu Nian's fingers.
The inseparable palms seemed to have remained together for thousands of years.
Gong Yu tried to break free, but even though Mu Nian was unconscious, he still held her tightly, making it impossible for her to break free.
Since I can't break free, then forget it.
Gong Yu let Mu Nian hold her and turned to look.
A needle was inserted into her blood vessel, and drops of glucose were flowing into her body through the tube, providing her body with basic nutrients.
Not only was she on an IV drip, Mu Nian was also like her, even more meticulous.
At this time, Mu Nian was lying quietly on the bed, still wearing the clothes he wore that day, which were covered with blood and dirt.
His shirt was slightly open, revealing his delicate collarbone and strong chest.
Even when he was unconscious, the charm of his male hormones could not be stopped, and women all over the world were intoxicated by him.
Mu Nian's wounds had been treated. There was an instrument on his chest and an oxygen mask on his face. He was breathing weakly, proving that he was still alive.
The pungent smell of disinfectant made Gong Yu frown deeply and turn to look around.
The whole place is filled with earthy yellow, hot air, and scorching sunshine.
With just a simple analysis, Gong Yu could guess that they must be in the Yan family in Bianliang at this time.
In the entire Yan Kingdom, only the Yan family of Bianliang would maintain such ancient decorations in the desert.
Just as Gong Yu was thinking, the door opened.
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