[69 Book Bar - www.] "Brother, brother..." Nangong Liang kept shaking Ji Yeche, but he couldn't wake him up. He must have consumed too much energy just because he used the Immortal Returning Technique to exchange blood.
A lot of physical strength, that's why it's like this.
"Brother, I won't let anything happen to you! No!" Nangong Liang carried Ji Yeche on his back and ran forward in large strides.
This scene is very familiar. I still remember nine years ago. At that time, Ji Yeche always liked to take Nangong Liang to the nearby Qinglang Mountain to play. I still remember that time when he accidentally sprained his foot, it was Ji Yeche who carried him on his back.
Walk all the way from the mountain to the bottom.
Strangely enough, Ji Yeche didn't seem to feel tired at that time, and he didn't even take a break from the mountain to the bottom.
Perhaps, it is this kind of brotherhood connected by blood that can never be broken. From this moment on, Nangong Liang's body is not only flowing with his own blood, but also the blood of Ji Yeche. The blood of brothers is thick and full of love.
Thicker.
Running forward quickly, Hu Xiaoxian and Nangong Xiran followed closely behind. They didn't say a word to each other, and they looked quite indifferent.
Finally finding a secluded room in Anchuan Orphanage, Nangong Liang opened the door and gently placed Ji Yeche on the bed, then gently covered him with a quilt.
Nangong Liang sat on the edge of the bed, holding Ji Yeche's hand tightly, "Brother, you must wake up. We have just reunited and got to know each other. You can't get into trouble, you know?"
Hu Xiaoxian walked to the bed and looked at Ji Yeche who was lying unconscious on the bed, "Nangong Liang, Ji Yeche will definitely wake up, definitely!"
These words were not only comforting Nangong Liang, but also comforting Hu Xiaoxian herself.
"Well, I believe it," Nangong Liang turned his head slightly and looked at Hu Xiaoxian and Nangong Xiran on the side, "Xiaoxian, Xiran, leave this place to me. You can go and rest."
Hu Xiaoxian glanced at Ji Yeche with nostalgia, then turned and walked out. What made her feel strange was that when she turned around, she never saw Nangong Xiran again.
Nangong Liang asked her to rest? How could Hu Xiaoxian sleep peacefully now? The person she liked was lying there unconscious, with her whole heart hanging on her head. How could she sleep peacefully?
Walking forward leisurely, I came to the corridor, and suddenly there was a strange flute sound in my ears, like a death sonata.
When he inadvertently raised his head, Hu Xiaoxian discovered that Nangong Xiran seemed to be whispering something quietly to a woman in black.
Hu Xiaoxian wanted to get closer and take a closer look, but when she was about to reach Xiran, she discovered that the woman in black had mysteriously disappeared.
That back figure looks so familiar, as if I’ve seen it somewhere? Who could she be?
There was inevitably some doubt in her heart, so Hu Xiaoxian couldn't help walking over and asking, "Xi Ran, who were you talking to just now?"
Nangong Xiran rolled her eyes at Hu Xiaoxian, "I didn't talk to anyone, but now there is a nasty guy talking to me!"
Fox Xiaoxian couldn't help but wonder, was what she saw just now a hallucination caused by excessive fatigue?
Fox Fairy couldn't help but tell her, "Xi Ran, don't wander around. It will be bad if you encounter ghosts again."
"What kind of ghost!" Nangong Xiran snorted, "Didn't Ji Yeche already say that? His junior sister has already set up the strange demon killing immortal array, and soon all the ghosts will die in the array, without a single one.
Survived!"
"How do you know everything?" Hu Xiaoxian felt even more suspicious. Why did Nangong Xiran suddenly appear and seem to know everything?
I always felt that after she came back this time, she seemed to have changed. Not only did she speak coldly, she no longer called her a fairy sister, but her originally clear and innocent eyes were also full of charm.
Is this still her? Is she still the weak girl who relies on others and likes to cry when something happens - Nangong Xiran?