Xiangfu was stunned for a moment after being asked. Her eyebrows were filled with confusion and she looked back. What were those bright, starry eyes that didn't know what was going on telling her?

Is this leading her to doubt her uncle's original intention of rescuing him?

When you are sinking in the dark and vast sea, and you cannot even take your own life into consideration, will you still have the ability to plot against others?

Can your inner breath be stagnant even if you fall into the sea?

The Xiang family submitted to the Liang Dynasty. For this reason, Xiang Ze was estranged from Zhuang Nei for a long time. He had been secretly close to King Yi for many years, just to be able to return to Beiyong and take back everything that belonged to him.

Aizawa knew that his grandmother gave him the Xiang clan, which did not mean that he would have the opportunity to take control of the Xiang clan. In the eyes of everyone, he was always an embarrassing existence, and he never forgot to look for opportunities to truly gain a foothold on Zhiyun Island.

Is saving her also part of my uncle's plan?

Suddenly, an unspeakable chill filled her heart.

"What evidence do you have?" Xiang Fu knew that once the seeds of doubt were planted, her trust in her uncle would never be restored, and she still didn't want to doubt the man who had relied on her for half her life.

"Evidence?" Yan Juan slowly lowered her teasing eyes, pinched the silver ring on her hand, and asked with a teasing smile on her lips, "How much does Miss Xiang know about the legacy of the Kingdom of God?"

Xiangfu was choked up again when asked, how could she not understand?

The blindfold outside Yutian City and the invisible barrier surrounding Zhiyun Island allow the entire island to live and work in peace and contentment without being disturbed by the outside world. It is as isolated from the world as a peach blossom garden. Aren't they all contributions from the legacy of the Kingdom of God?

He stepped forward and checked Aizawa's pulse statue, and found that the inner breath was indeed as dry and dry as a dying person. The Qi pulse was weakening as if it could no longer be sustained at any time, but there was an uncontrollable breath like floating threads supporting the life gate.

No wonder Yan Juan mentioned the legacy of the Kingdom of God. It turned out that Aizawa borrowed the inner breath from others to survive. It was like a fake immortal in the hands of two people who needed a steady supply of inner breath.

The technique used on Aizawa had no medium. Under Bailie's guidance, he traced the air veins that seemed to be absent and were connected to the three people in the room like thin threads.

Chengyun:……

Was he almost cheated by his little wife?

The three people who had healed Aizawa's wounds all had soul threads on their bodies...

If he really agreed to heal Aizawa, wouldn't he also become the candle that maintains Aizawa?

He glanced at her deep and quiet eyes for a few times with a rare hint of blame, but finally was defeated by those transparent and innocent eyes.

The person he favors deserves to suffer!

Sitting on the bed, Chengyun has yet to take action to save anyone. Chengyun looked indifferent and asked in a cold voice: "Why do you think Aizawa has been able to support himself until now?"

Xiangfu raised her eyebrows, bit her lip, and said nothing for a long time. How could she continue to live if she couldn't relieve the pain of insect poisoning? How could she not know the many magical arts of Eastern Vietnam when she was living in East Vietnam?

When the life-saving grace that I had believed in for more than ten years was turned upside down, a pain like a knife spread in my heart. The sour pain of being deceived for many years rushed up, and I almost couldn't hold back the heat in my eyes.

"Should we save him or not?" A meaningful smile appeared on Chengyun's lips.

If we really want to rescue him, the life-extending magic will definitely cease to exist, and they will not become the candle that keeps Aizawa's life alive.

"Help." Tears slowly slid down her face, Xiangfu covered her face and sat down at the rosewood table.

Even though she had been deceived for many years, she could not bear to see Aizawa suffering from illness. Once some things were involved, she could not be cruel even if she wanted to...

Yan Ju had already anticipated the answer and responded decisively: "Okay."

How many dazzling ten years can a woman's most beautiful years last?

Once trust is broken, how many people can get out immediately?

After all, you have to take a gamble to know where your heart belongs.

When I first met Xiangfu, I was able to accurately identify her identity precisely because she had soul threads that seemed to be invisible. Even though Xiangtun vowed to focus on the common people, there were still soul threads in her body. It can be seen that both brothers and sisters had healed Xiangze's wounds.

Regardless of which direction the Xiang family belongs to, there are people on the island who are related to the two kings, and even people who obtained the legacy of the Kingdom of God through King Yi, she cannot fully believe it.

It was only after he rescued Aizawa that he discovered soul threads appeared on his body, and that was when he concluded that it would not be easy for Aizawa to survive these ten years. Without someone with deep inner energy as a core, he would never be able to survive safely.

And when she was attacked by numerous descending insects at sea for the first time, Xiangfu was the only one who had to survive, so she would naturally be given a life-extending method.

Only by rescuing Xiang Fu can the Xiang family let go of their wariness against him, and only with his grandmother never leaving him can he use the connections on Zhiyun Island to accomplish what he wants to accomplish.

Aizawa has planned everything so thoroughly that even Xiangtun has to come to heal him from time to time. How can she feel at ease when a person like him who can even control his own illness so well exists on the island?

Seeing the determination in Yan Jue's eyes, the man reluctantly raised his sword eyebrows, and helped Xiang Ze up with his brocade quilt showing disgust. He calmly moved Bai Lie with his breath, and twisted his long fingers with clear knuckles, as if nothing had happened.

Earthly cut off all the soul threads tied to Aizawa.

Aizawa, who instantly lost all the support of his inner breath, suddenly lost his breath. Chengyun calmly gathered his breath again, and the clear and mellow inner breath flowed through the fingertips to the cold acupoints all over his body. His ashen face and purple lips slowly slowly

It turned pale and gradually gained color.

This trip is just to cut off the wick of the candle and use it as medicine. Let’s see how he behaves like a monster!

As soon as she saw the man on the couch regaining her color, Xiangfu anxiously sat down on the small table under the couch, with tears in her eyes as she explored Aizawa's aura. Before she could be happy that his pulse seemed to have stabilized, Aizawa vomited out a mouthful of blue blood foam.

There was a subtle smile on Chengyun's lips. This was the first time he used Bailie's ability to cut off all ties to the Kingdom of God's magic in Aizawa.

King Yi is worthy of being a descendant of Emperor Zhaoning. Although he does not have the power of rejuvenation, he can still use the core candle technique on Xiang Ze through the secret method of the royal family.

Such a development made Chengyun secretly wonder, wondering how much news about them King Yi had conveyed through the man in front of him?

"Little uncle, who is this?" Xiangfu looked back at the two of them in panic and asked for help.

"The methamphetamine has been cured, but -" Yan Ju lowered her eyes and smiled, with a hint of teasing on her lips, and said with reservation, "Before all the parasites are removed, if Xiangze continues to use his inner breath without permission, the body will be covered with methamphetamine.

, there are not many masters around me, it’s unclear whether I can survive the present moment.”

Her worries were relieved and she felt comfortable. Whether Aizawa would survive in the future was none of her business.

When he wakes up, he will surely find that the source of abundant inner breath that he relies on for survival has been cut off. If he does not cherish his life, no one knows whether he can make it out of the island and seek help from King Yi.

Xiangfu stood up in a hurry as usual, and accidentally took a few steps back to regain her breath. The little girl next to the bed where she had been kicked was shattered into powder.

Xiangfu:…….

How did she get such deep inner breath?
Chapter completed!