After a moment of silence, Feng Muran suddenly said: "Wen Chu, do you think those men in black came here strangely?"
Nangong Wenchu was startled for a moment, and then said: "You think so too, I think there must be someone behind this watching us. Besides the Demon Emperor, there must be someone else."
"Yes, things are not that simple. Although I am very happy that we have always been smooth, but if there is someone behind this, then I would rather rely on my own ability." As a prince, Feng Muran has a lot of backbone.
Yes, not only did he not like being manipulated by others, he was also worried that that person was actually harmful to Nangong Yueyao and just wanted to borrow their hand.
"Yes, I have been thinking about what happened along the way these past few days. I am also afraid that we have actually walked into a trap set by someone with malicious intentions. Not only will we not be able to save Yueyao, but we will also put her in more danger. In that case, the gain will outweigh the loss."
Nangong Wenchu looked at the bright moon in the sky and said slowly.
"Then we have to be more careful." Nangong Wenchu nodded after listening to Feng Muran's words.
"Yes. You have to be careful." Feng Muran nodded heavily and thought of another question, "I wonder how Di Xiutian and the others are doing."
Speaking of the whereabouts of others, Nangong Wen Chuye gradually fell silent. He and Feng Muran were both worried about the safety of Di Xiutian and the others, and wanted to find them. But now between the two of them, he had problems with his eyes, and Feng Muran
However, the injuries on his body have not been well cared for, and he is already unable to protect himself. He can only wait here in vain, hoping that Di Xiutian and the others will find this place soon.
"They will be fine." Feng Muran said, not knowing whether he was comforting Nangong Wenchu or himself.
"Well. I hope they are okay." Nangong Wenchu said. Suddenly his body began to tremble violently, and his voice also had a hint of pain, "Ah...ah...my eyes."
"How are you?" Feng Muran hurriedly turned around, helped Nangong Wenchu sit on the ground, and dragged Nangong Wenchu with his body.
Nangong Wenchu seemed to be in real pain. He held his head tightly and beat it hard: "It hurts so much... My eyes hurt so much."
Seeing him in such pain, Feng Muran couldn't help but feel anxious. This kind of pain should be very torturous, and even Nangong Wenchu's back was soaked with cold sweat.
"Wen Chu... just hold on, we'll go find the doctor at dawn." Feng Muran held Nangong Wenchu's shoulders tightly and said, "Just hold on."
"No, I can't hold on anymore, it hurts so much. My eyes hurt so much." Nangong Wenchu said, "Mu Ran, do you think my eyes will go blind? Will I never get better?"
Feng Muran shook his head and said, "What did you say? Wen Chu, you will be fine."
This sentence made even him sound unconfident. He had never seen this kind of condition in Nangong Wenchu's eyes. He didn't know why it happened like this. And he had never seen such a strange case in Fengling Continent.
There are indeed many things they don't understand in this demon world. The first thing is Nangong Wenchu's eyes. But even if Feng Muran is well-informed, he doesn't know what is going on with Nangong Wenchu. It doesn't look like it.
Poisoning, what is the cause?
Nangong Wenchu slowly fell silent. His eyes were still hurting, but he was also worried uneasily. He could tell how unconfident Feng Muran said this, but what could he do?
?Now he and Feng Muran are not in the Wind Spirit Continent, this is the demon world they are unfamiliar with, and they don’t even know how to heal their eyes. After a moment of silence, Feng Muran suddenly said: "Wen Chu, what do you think about those...
Did the man in black come here strangely?"
Nangong Wenchu was startled for a moment, and then said: "You think so too, I think there must be someone behind this watching us. Besides the Demon Emperor, there must be someone else."
"Yes, things are not that simple. Although I am very happy that we have always been smooth, but if there is someone behind this, then I would rather rely on my own ability." As a prince, Feng Muran has a lot of backbone.
Yes, not only did he not like being manipulated by others, he was also worried that that person was actually harmful to Nangong Yueyao and just wanted to borrow their hand.
"Yes, I have been thinking about what happened along the way these past few days. I am also afraid that we have actually walked into a trap set by someone with malicious intentions. Not only will we not be able to save Yueyao, but we will also put her in more danger. In that case, the gain will outweigh the loss."
Nangong Wenchu looked at the bright moon in the sky and said slowly.
"Then we have to be more careful." Nangong Wenchu nodded after listening to Feng Muran's words.
"Yes. You have to be careful." Feng Muran nodded heavily and thought of another question, "I wonder how Di Xiutian and the others are doing."
Speaking of the whereabouts of others, Nangong Wen Chuye gradually fell silent. He and Feng Muran were both worried about the safety of Di Xiutian and the others, and wanted to find them. But now between the two of them, he had problems with his eyes, and Feng Muran
However, the injuries on his body have not been well cared for, and he is already unable to protect himself. He can only wait here in vain, hoping that Di Xiutian and the others will find this place soon.
"They will be fine." Feng Muran said, not knowing whether he was comforting Nangong Wenchu or himself.
"Well. I hope they are okay." Nangong Wenchu said. Suddenly his body began to tremble violently, and his voice also had a hint of pain, "Ah...ah...my eyes."
"How are you?" Feng Muran hurriedly turned around, helped Nangong Wenchu sit on the ground, and dragged Nangong Wenchu with his body.
Nangong Wenchu seemed to be in real pain. He held his head tightly and beat it hard: "It hurts so much... My eyes hurt so much."
Seeing him in such pain, Feng Muran couldn't help but feel anxious. This kind of pain should be very torturous, and even Nangong Wenchu's back was soaked with cold sweat.
"Wen Chu... just hold on, we'll go find the doctor at dawn." Feng Muran held Nangong Wenchu's shoulders tightly and said, "Just hold on."
"No, I can't hold on anymore, it hurts so much. My eyes hurt so much." Nangong Wenchu said, "Mu Ran, do you think my eyes will go blind? Will I never get better?"
Feng Muran shook his head and said, "What did you say? Wen Chu, you will be fine."
This sentence made even him sound unconfident. He had never seen this kind of condition in Nangong Wenchu's eyes. He didn't know why it happened like this. And he had never seen such a strange case in Fengling Continent.
There are indeed many things they don't understand in this demon world. The first thing is Nangong Wenchu's eyes. But even if Feng Muran is well-informed, he doesn't know what is going on with Nangong Wenchu. It doesn't look like it.
Poisoning, what is the cause?
Nangong Wenchu slowly fell silent. His eyes were still hurting, but he was also worried uneasily. He could tell how unconfident Feng Muran said this, but what could he do?
?Now he and Feng Muran are not in the Wind Spirit Continent, this is the demon world they are unfamiliar with, and they don't even know how to heal their eyes.