When the two of them walked from the main door to the main hall, the news of Gong Yingjue's return spread throughout the Gong family at lightning speed.

It can be seen that few people really think that he can come back.

Before they reached the main hall, they could see the figures inside. The head of the Gong family was sitting on the main seat, looking at Gong Ying with shock, "Ying Jue, you're back?! It's been so long, I didn't expect you.

This guy next to me..."

Without looking at his son who had finally escaped from death, the head of the Gong family turned his attention to Ling Nianqing again.

His expression was mostly wary.

Ling Nianqing frowned, but didn't say anything.

If the Gong family really had no contact with outsiders, this expression would make sense.

"She is the one who brought me back, Nian Qing, this is my dad." Gong Yingjue introduced the people who came to the main hall to Ling Nian Qing and said, "Dad, where is Zhen'er? Is she okay?

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"Where's the east wing? I've been asking people to take care of her since you left. You can find out the specific situation by yourself." The head of the Gong family waved his hand, "Okay, you can go."

As he spoke, there was a hint of boredom on his face.

I don't know if it's Gong Yingjue's or Zhen'er's.

It wasn't until Ling Nianqing left the main hall that the line of sight that had been clinging to her back disappeared.

Gong Yingjue was very familiar with this place, or in other words, he was familiar with this road, and he reached the east wing in the shortest time.

No one arranged for Ling Nianqing to be a guest, so she had no choice but to follow Gong Yingjue.

But obviously, Gong Yingjue also meant this.

As soon as the door opened, a cold air hit his face. Even though the sun was shining brightly outside, Gong Yingjue couldn't help but shiver.

But he didn't stop and walked straight in.

Ling Nianqing raised her eyebrows and followed in.

Carrying two kinds of divine fire, this bit of cold air has no effect on her at all.

Behind the huge screen, an unconscious person was lying on a cold bed. The person's skin was redder than that of a normal person, and when he got closer, the cold air around him melted a little.

Obviously this cold bed was to suppress the person's high temperature.

Gong Yingjue fed him a pill, and the man on the bed slowly woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he threw himself into Gong Yingjue's arms.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Gong Yingjue patted her shoulder skillfully, "Don't worry, since I promised you, I will definitely do it. Do you think when did I break my promise to you?"

Ling Nianqing touched her nose and wondered if she should go out first.

Fortunately, the two of them hadn't hugged each other for long. Gong Yingjue smoothed the hair on the woman's ear and introduced: "This is my friend Ling Nianqing. It's thanks to her that I can come back this time. She is a very powerful person..."

Not knowing whether to say alchemist or weapon refiner, Gong Yingjue twisted his tongue and said, "...monk."

The woman glanced at Ling Nianqing, lowered her head and said, "Thank you very much for saving my life, young lady. Song Zhen is very grateful."

"It's just a matter of convenience." The initial plan was to prevent Gong Yingjue from tampering with the space passage after she left, and the implemented plan even borrowed Gong Yingjue's space magic weapon.

It's not appropriate to call a benefactor, the best we can call is mutual help.

"Girl, you are humble. I wonder if there are any weapons or elixirs you need. Maybe I can help."

"No need, I don't need anything."

Song Zhen's face looked ugly for a moment, but he soon recovered. He turned his head to look at Gong Yingjue, hoping that he would ask him to exchange this life-saving favor.
Chapter completed!