"You're welcome." Jiuyan nodded, "Stay here and wait until we handle the matter and arrange your next move."
They had just become humans and didn't understand many things yet. If they went out rashly, they might cause trouble. This was what Jiuyan was most worried about.
"Don't worry, benefactor. We will take good care of you." They said with a smile, it was already great to be able to do this, why would they ask for anything else?
Jiuyan transformed into a Suzaku, Chen Chen summoned the White Tiger, and Mo Qi transformed into a Black Bird, and soon left the Warcraft Forest and came to the Hidden Gate.
"This is it." Chen Chen pointed to the door last time and said. He didn't know how to get in.
Jiuyan looked around, then formed a flame and smashed it towards the door. The strange thing was that it was extinguished as soon as it hit the door. Those who didn't know it thought they had been splashed with water!
"Why are you here again and you almost burned down this door?" Ziyang rolled his eyes helplessly in the crack of the door. This is too violent.
Jiuyan saw someone suddenly appear, and he formed a fireball and threw it towards the person, but was blocked by Ziyang.
"Why don't you listen? I let you go." Ziyang frowned and looked at the fire in Jiuyan's hand, feeling a little scared.
Seeing Jiuyan about to throw the fireball again, Ziyang quickly pushed the door open, fearing that he would throw it over again and burn his clothes, which was all he had.
"Have you learned well?" Jiuyan sneered, opening the door without opening it is not a shame!
Ziyang didn't say anything, just lowered his head and walked inside. His Aqing could take care of him, so he wouldn't care about him.
"Are you here?" As soon as he entered the hidden gate, Jiuyan saw a young man in green clothes sitting there. It seemed that he had known about it for a long time.
"Ah Qing, this person is setting fire to me..." Ziyang pulled the young man's sleeve and pouted. Mo Qi felt a chill when he saw it. How old is this person...
The young man said nothing and just walked forward, while Jiuyan and the others followed his footsteps into the secret room.
As soon as he entered the secret room, he saw Zhang Ning lying on the bed. His lips were bloodless, his hair on both sides was soaked with sweat, and his face was thin.
Mo Qi was stunned. He hadn't seen him for several months and he was lying here, looking half-dead.
"Ah... An Ning." Mo Qi ran straight to Zhang Ning's side and reached out to touch his breath. The weak breath could only prove that he was still alive.
"What's going on?" Jiuyan couldn't help but turn away when he saw Zhang Ning's look. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to bear it and would cry.
"There is no cause of the disease. After receiving Zi Yang,..." Ah Qing didn't want to say anything else. He had no way to wake him up at the moment.
"Go out and talk." Jiuyan turned around and left the secret room and came to the middle of the hidden door. This deserted place always felt like she had come to the wrong place.
After coming out, Jiuyan's face had been tense. He had known Zhang Ning was here for a long time, but there was no specific information, but he didn't expect to be lying here.
"Lord Nine, what should my master do now?" Ah Qing said nervously. He had pinned all his hopes on this man.
Jiuyan sighed, pointed to the secret room and spoke softly, "He didn't want to wake up! Do you think that could really hurt him? He was immersed in the illusion."
Just now Jiuyan probed Zhang Ning's aura and found that his aura was stable and did not look injured at all. The only explanation was that he did not want to wake up, or that he knew something.
Ah Qing was silent. He actually knew something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. Now that he said this, he also figured it out.
"Then what do you think we should do?" Mo Qi couldn't help but become anxious after hearing what they said for a long time without feeling that there was any useful information.
Chen Chen patted Mo Qi on the shoulder, shook his head at him, and told him to stop talking.
I saw a small cluster of blue flame condensed from Jiuyan's fingertips and pointed directly at the center of Zhang Ning's eyebrows. After a while, the flame turned purple and burned directly on Jiuyan's hand.
Seeing that the fire was about to hit Jiuyan's body, Chen Chen concentrated his spiritual power to knock out the flames and then let Jiuyan go.
"The fire of the inner demon." Jiuyan slowly explained, and inadvertently burned the flame on Zhang Ning's eyebrows again. This time it did not change color, and Zhang Ning's brows began to frown, as if he had encountered something difficult to understand.
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"Hold him down!" As soon as he finished speaking, four people held down Zhang Ning's limbs to prevent him from moving.
Jiuyan's left hand Ning Huo continued the action just now. He bit the fingertip of his right hand and dripped it onto Zhang Ning's lips, drawing a blood pattern on his body.
Zhang Ning's body began to glow red, and his whole body began to lose control. He bit his lips tightly, the veins on his forehead began to bulge, and even his wrists were covered with purple veins.
"Let it go." Jiuyan put away the flame and held her chest tightly, while Zhang Ning also had a mark on his chest.
When everyone heard what he said, they let go of Zhang Ning and helped Jiuyan sit by the wall.
Chen Chen looked at the mark and shook his head, "You really don't want your life."
Mo Qi didn't know what he meant. He was more worried about Jiuyan than Zhang Ning now. His face was horribly pale, as if there was no blood left.
Zhang Ning woke up slowly, looked around and found that they were all there. He didn't have the strength to get up, so he just looked at Jiuyan who was also pale and weak.
He moved his lips, "Why save me?" He said these words, which made all four of them a little disappointed. Yes, he didn't want to live, so how could they save him.
"Oh, you don't want to live, and you want to bring Jiuyan with you to die?" Chen Chen felt a burst of fire spurting out after hearing his words.
Jiuyan shook his head, raised his head slightly, and said slowly, "You know everything? Don't you?"
Zhang Ning smiled miserably, his lips were cracked, and a drop of blood hung at the corner of his mouth, which looked particularly ugly.
"Yes. I know. I knew it the moment he fell. I was fine with Ziyang's palm, but I felt the sound of my heart breaking!" Zhang Ning pushed himself up to sit up without anyone's help.
"I always thought I hated him, but the moment he died, I suddenly felt relieved. I don't know why." Zhang Ning hugged his knees, tears falling down drop by drop.
He was not a crybaby, for the first time in ten thousand years. He cried very slowly, and it fell on his clothes along the corners of his eyes, which was clearly visible in his white middle coat.
Chen Chen didn't even bother to lecture him. Several people sat by the wall and just watched Zhang Ning cry. When he finished crying, he looked up and saw several grown men crying there.
Seeing Zhang Ning raise his head, he was helpless and wiped away his tears, "Don't look at it, turn around." Looking at Zhang Ning was a little funny, but also a little happy.