Xia Houfengli's current appearance is truly terrifying, like a beast with suppressed anger that is ready to pounce at any time.
For a moment, Jiang Nanyan had the thought of retreating.
But when she thought that Mo Yong might die under Xia Houfengli's sword, Jiang Nanyan felt some courage again in her chest.
She took a deep breath, clenched her fists, resisted the urge to tremble, and said to the person standing opposite her, "Xia, Xia Houfengli... you, let him go!"
Although she had gritted her teeth, she still couldn't control the fear in her heart, and her voice trembled.[
"Yan'er! What are you doing? Go back with Wu Yu!" Huangfulian endured the pain in her chest, staggered to Jiang Nanyan, pulled her into her arms, and warmed her cold body with her chest.
body.
Jiang Nanyan shook her head and left with Wu Yu instead of obeying Huangfulian's words.
She stood there straight, looking at Xia Houfengli, waiting for his answer.
As if she was afraid that she would disappear, Huangfulian hugged Jiang Nanyan tightly and stared at her, refusing to let her move even half a step forward.
"Yan'er, be obedient and go back with Wu Yu quickly! This is not the place for you to stay!" He hugged Jiang Nanyan and kept persuading her in her ears.
"I'm fine, don't worry." Jiang Nanyan was obviously scared to death, her lips were pale and she was shaking violently, but she gritted her teeth to hold back, and in turn comforted Huangfulian.