"Qingxue, wake up... Bayi 1st?? Chinese                                                                                                                       

Chen Nan held her upright and sat upright, pressed her palms against her back, and instilled internal force over.

With the continuous influx of internal force, Chen Nan noticed a trace of life breath in her body, but this breath was very weak, as if it were not for Chen Nan's strength, it would be difficult to detect it.

After a moment, Yuwen Qingxue's fingers moved slightly.

Under the influence of Chen Nan's internal force, the pulse that was already close to disappear gradually recovered, but it was still very weak.

"Chan...Brother Chen, you are here... coming."

Yuwen Qingxue slowly opened her eyes. Although her voice was very weak and she could die at any time, she showed endless joy in her eyes.

Chen Nan breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm scared to death, you're waking up!"

Yuwen Qingxue showed a satisfied smile on her face. She trembled her hand, held Chen Nan's hand, and linked her fingers: "You... are you worried about me, don't you... dislike me?"

Chen Nan shook his head and said, "You have fallen to this point to save me. How could I dislike you? Don't say anything, I'll take you out of here."

"As long as you have me in your heart... I will die... I will be in peace."

Yuwen Qingxue held Chen Nan's hand tightly, and her breathing gradually became difficult. She took a heavy breath and slowly let go of Chen Nan's hand. The blood-stained jade hand fell down weakly, landed on her and closed her eyes.

"Clear snow!"

Chen Nan held her hand and yelled.

She circulated her internal force frantically, trying to instill into Yu Wen Qingxue's body, but at this moment, a loud shout came.

More than a dozen disciples from Zixiao Palace rushed into the Heavenly Prison and surrounded Chen Nan.

"Kuangyun, my Zixiao Palace respects you as a guest of honor. You actually hurt my disciples and forced you to go to the prison. Doing this would be too much to deceive people!" A middle-aged man pointed at Chen Nan with a hostile face.

This is Ling Haiyang, the second disciple of Zixiao Palace. After all, Chen Nan has been to Zixiao Palace for several days, so he naturally recognizes this person.

Ling Haiyang is over 70 years old, and his cultivation is as high as the tenth level of the earth. He is one of the few strong people among the disciples of Zixiao Palace.

At this moment, he led the people in, pointed at Chen Nan's nose and shouted: "Chen Nan, if you put down Yuwen Qingxue and leave, my Zixiao Palace will not care about you. But if you are stubborn, I can only capture you and send it back to the mad clan."

Chen Nan's internal force surged, and a ball of qi condensed, holding Yuwen Qingxue's body and stood up.

He glanced at Ling Haiyang, smiled coldly and walked out: "My Crazy Clan is never threatened. If you want to lead the Crazy Clan to fight with Zixiao Palace, just do it."

"Crazy Cloud! You!"

Ling Haiyang pointed at Chen Nan, so angry that he couldn't speak.

When facing the people of the Crazy Clan, he really has no choice. At most, he just talks and does not have the courage to do it.

It’s not that Ling Haiyang is afraid of Chen Nan’s strength, but that he is afraid of the power of the Crazy Clan!

After all, the Crazy Clan protects the shortcomings and is famous in the Taoist world.

The children of the Crazy Clan are traveling abroad. If they are killed by their opponents when they are fighting with their peers, the Crazy Clan will not interfere; but if they are besieged or killed by the older generation, then what will come next will be the Crazy Clan masters to launch a collective revenge like a storm.

There was once a first-level sect, which was because of besieging a child of a mad clan, causing his tendons and veins to break and his martial arts were completely useless.

As a result, it aroused the anger of the mad clan.

It is said that at that time, hundreds of powerful men from the Crazy Clan appeared out of thin air and out of thin air. In just two hours, the first-level sect completely flattened the first-level sect.

You know, the first-level sect is not comparable to the second-level sect like Zixiao Palace.

Even the weakest first-level sect has tens of thousands of disciples in the sect, while some powerful first-level sects have at least hundreds of thousands of disciples and millions of disciples, and their overall strength is very strong.

However, such a first-level sect cannot stop hundreds of masters from the Mad Clan.

It can be seen how powerful the Mad Clan master is!

And some people speculate that those hundreds of masters are not all the strong men of the Crazy Clan, but are just the tip of the iceberg.

Since historical records, the mad clan has never shown all its strength.

No one knows how strong the Mad Clan is. At this time, a mysterious and extremely powerful race. Although this race has always been low-key and never takes the initiative to cause trouble, no one in the Taoist world dares to underestimate it.

Because everyone knows what the consequences of angering the mad clan are.

This extremely powerful race, if you don’t get angry, it will be a bloody storm once you get angry.

It is precisely because of this that although the people in Zixiao Palace are unhappy, they can only respect Chen Nan, the so-called "crazy clan child".

Chen Nan looked at everyone present coldly, hugged Yuwen Qingxue, and walked step by step outside the Tianzhuo.

The disciples of Zixiao Palace, led by Ling Haiyang, kept retreating around Chen Nan, but none of them dared to take action.

Not long after, Chen Nan walked out of the Heavenly Prison.

Everyone in Zixiao Palace surrounded it in the center, but no one took action.

Ling Haiyang pointed at Chen Nan and shouted: "Kuangyun, if you don't let go, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Chen Nan held Yuwen Qingxue in his left hand and the Yufeng Sword in his right hand. If he had enough strength, he would definitely kill all these murderers now and avenge Yuwen Qingxue.

But he knew very well that with his current cultivation level, he did not have such strength at all. If he had a strong move, he would never get any benefits. After all, the purpose of his trip was to take the ancient cold spring water and return to the world to save his junior sister.

Although Yuwen Qingxue is deeply in love with her, even though Chen Nan goes against her conscience, she will not do anything that will affect her saving her junior sister.

"Miss Yuwen, you are troubled by me, but I can only let you down, but no matter what, I will definitely take you away from here! If you can save it, try to save your life. If it really doesn't work, you should find a treasure land that is invincible to the world to bury your remains."

Chen Nan thought to himself, feeling sad.

He glanced at everyone and shouted, "Yuwen Qingxue has saved me. No matter whether she made a mistake or not, she has died now. What do you want her body to do?"

Although Yuwen Qingxue still has a little bit of life, others cannot notice it at all.

Because this breath was too weak, Chen Nan could only notice the slightest breath by holding her and contacting her body.

Ling Haiyang snorted coldly and said, "How can I let me know whether she deliberately committed suicide to death in order to evade punishment."

"Suicide? I'll kill your mother!"

Chen Nan couldn't help but curse in anger and shouted: "You know more than anyone else who stabbed the knife in her chest! No matter what, I will take her away from here. If any of you disagrees and want to lead the war between Zixiao Palace and the Crazy Clan, then come forward and fight to the death with me."

As soon as they heard the word "Mad Clan", everyone's face turned pale and subconsciously took a step back.
Chapter completed!