Chen Nan helped her sit upright, placed his palms on her back, and poured in her inner strength.
Continuous internal energy poured in, and Chen Nan noticed a trace of life breath in her body, but this breath was very weak. If it was there or not, it would be difficult to detect it if Chen Nan was not weak.
After a while, Yuwen Qingxue moved her fingers slightly.
Under the influence of Chen Nan's internal force, the pulse that had almost disappeared gradually recovered, but it was still very weak.
"Chen...Brother Chen, you are...coming."
Yu Wen Qingxue slowly opened his eyes. Although his voice was very weak, as if he might die at any time, his eyes showed endless joy.
Chen Nan breathed a sigh of relief: "I was scared to death, but you are finally awake!"
A satisfied smile appeared on Yu Wen Qingxue's face. With trembling hands, she held Chen Nan's hand and intertwined her fingers: "You... you are worried about me. Don't you think... you dislike me?"
Chen Nan shook his head and said: "You ended up like this just 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 with peace of mind."
Yuwen Qingxue held Chen Nan's hand tightly, and her breathing gradually became difficult. She took two heavy breaths, and slowly let go of Chen Nan's hand. The blood-stained jade hand fell weakly and fell on herself.
, closed his eyes.
"Qingxue!"
Chen Nan held her hand and yelled.
She was running around with her internal energy frantically, trying to instill it into Yu Wen Qingxue's body. However, at this moment, a loud shout came.
More than a dozen Zixiao Palace disciples rushed into the Tianlao and surrounded Chen Nan.
"Kangyun, I, Zixiao Palace, treat you like a distinguished guest. You actually hurt one of my disciples and forced yourself into the prison. This is too much!" A middle-aged man pointed at Chen Nan, his face full of hostility.
This is Ling Haiyang, the second disciple of Zixiao Palace. After all, Chen Nan has been coming to Zixiao Palace for several days, so he naturally recognizes this person.
This Ling Haiyang is already over seventy years old, with a cultivation level as high as the tenth level of heaven. He is one of the few strong men among the disciples of Zixiao Palace.
At this moment, he led people to rush in, pointed at Chen Nan's nose and shouted: "Chen Nan, if you put down Yu Wen Qingxue and leave, I, Zixiao Palace, will not care about you. But if you are stubborn, I will have to kill you."
Capture him and send him back to the mad tribe."
Chen Nan's inner strength surged in his hand, and a ball of Gang Qi was condensed into it. He supported Yu Wen Qingxue's body and stood up.
He glanced at Ling Haiyang, smiled coldly, and strode out: "I, the Kuang Clan, are never threatened by others. If you want to trigger a battle between the Kuang Clan and Zixiao Palace, just do it."
"Kangyun! You!"
Ling Haiyang pointed at Chen Nan and was so angry that he couldn't speak.
Facing the mad people, he really had no choice. At most, he could just talk, but he didn't have the courage to take action.
It's not that Ling Haiyang is afraid of Chen Nan's strength, he is afraid of the power of the Mad Clan!
After all, the mad people are famous in the Taoist world for protecting their shortcomings.
The children of the mad clan are traveling abroad. If they are killed by their opponents in a decisive battle with their peers, the mad clan will not interfere; but if they are besieged or killed by their elders, then what will happen next will be the collective attack of the mad clan masters.
, launched a violent revenge.
There was once a first-level sect that besieged a mad clansman, causing his tendons to break and his martial arts to be completely disabled.
As a result, the mad clan was angered.
It is said that at that time, hundreds of powerful madmen penetrated the void and appeared in front of the mountain gate of a first-level sect. In just two hours, they completely destroyed that first-level sect.
You know, a first-level sect is not comparable to a second-level sect like Zixiao Palace.
Even the weakest first-level sects have tens of thousands of disciples in their sects, while some powerful first-level sects have hundreds of thousands of disciples in their sects and as many as millions, and their overall strength is very strong.
However, such a first-level sect cannot stop hundreds of masters from the Mad Clan.
This shows how powerful the mad masters are!
And some people speculate that those hundreds of masters are not all the powerful ones in the Mad Clan, they are just the tip of the iceberg.
Since the beginning of recorded history, the Mad Clan has never shown its full strength.
No one knows how strong the Mad Clan is. It is a mysterious and extremely powerful race. Although this race has always been very low-key and never takes the initiative to cause trouble, no one in the Taoist world dares to look down upon it.
Because everyone knows the consequences of angering the mad clan.
This extremely powerful race will be angry if it is not angry. Once it is angry, it will be a bloody storm.
Because of this, even though the people in Zixiao Palace were unhappy inside, on the surface they could only treat Chen Nan, the so-called "crazy kid", with respect.
Chen Nan looked coldly at everyone present, hugged Yu Wen Qingxue, and walked step by step outside the prison.
The disciples of Zixiao Palace, led by Ling Haiyang, kept retreating around Chen Nan, but no one dared to take action.
Not long after, Chen Nan walked out of the prison.
Everyone in Zixiao Palace surrounded him in the center, but still no one took action.
Ling Haiyang pointed at Chen Nan and shouted: "Kangyun, if you don't let go, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Chen Nan is holding Yu Wen Qingxue in his left hand and holding the Wind Control Sword in his right hand. If he has enough strength, he will definitely kill these murderers now and avenge Yu Wen Qingxue.
But he knew very well that with his current cultivation level, he did not have such strength at all. If he tried forcefully, he would never get the slightest benefit. After all, the purpose of his trip was to control the wind sword and then take the ancient cold sword.
The spring water returned to the human world to save junior sister.
Although Yu Wen Qingxue has a deep affection for him, Chen Nan will not do anything to affect his ability to save his junior sister, even if he violates his conscience.
"Miss Yuwen, you are in trouble because of me, but I can only feel sorry for you, but no matter what, I will definitely take you away from here! I will try my best to save your life if I can, but if it doesn't work, I should find a place to live in isolation.
I will fight for the precious land to bury your body."
Chen Nan thought to himself, feeling sad for a while.
He glanced at everyone and shouted: "Yu Wen Qingxue helped me save my life. No matter whether she made a mistake or not, but now that she is dead, what do you want her body for?"
Although Yuwen Qingxue still has some life breath, others cannot notice it at all.
Because this breath was so weak, Chen Nan could only detect the slightest breath by holding her and making contact with her body.
Ling Haiyang snorted coldly and said, "How can I let you know if she deliberately committed suicide and pretended to be dead in order to escape punishment?"
"Suicide? I'll kill your motherfucker!"
Chen Nan couldn't help but cursed in anger and shouted: "You know better than anyone who stabbed her chest! No matter what today, I will take her away from here. If any of you disagree, you want to lead her away from here."
The war between Zixiao Palace and the Mad Clan, then come forward and fight me to the death."
Upon hearing the word "mad clan", everyone's faces turned pale and they subconsciously took a step back.
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