Ye Qingxue over there was the first to wake up. She first looked down at her wet clothes with a lot of dirt, frowning, not knowing what just happened.

   After a while, she remembered Nangong Yumo.

   turned his head to look for Nangong Yumo's figure. When he saw Nangong Yumo not far away, Ye Qingxue hurriedly got up from the ground and ran to Nangong Yumo's side to support him.

   "Yu Mo, are you alright? Ah~ you're injured!"

   Ye Qingxue covered her mouth and exclaimed, tears immediately overflowed from Shui Yingying's eyes.

   The first thing Nangong Yumo had just woken up from was to comfort Ye Qingxue: "Xue'er doesn't cry, I'm fine, it's just a little skin injury."

   said so, but Nangong Yumo felt that he was injured internally, as if he had been slapped.

   But in the hallucination just now, he was not slapped by anyone!

   Instead, he slapped someone else!

   Ye Qingxue hummed: "I won't cry!" She raised her hand to wipe her tears, and then stood up with Nangong Yumo.

   Nangong Yumo only saw Nangong Zixuan kneeling on the ground on one knee. The hallucination just now was very blurred. He only remembered that he seemed to be fighting with someone.

   Could it be...is it with Nangong Zixuan?

  Nangong Zixuan coughed lightly, then stood up, looking at the two people in front of him through the mask, the blood on the corner of his mouth dyed his sinister smile inexplicably.

   "Nangong Yumo, I don't want to know why you just slapped me, but you also suffered internal injuries?"

  Although the hallucination just now made Nangong Zixuan not know who he was fighting, but after he woke up, he saw Nangong Yumo who was supported by Ye Qingxue, and he didn't need to think to know who he was fighting just now!

   Hearing the words, Nangong Yumo froze for a moment: "You..."

   He hadn't thought of this at all, but when Nangong Zixuan brought it up, he felt something was wrong.

  In the end, it was...Why did he slap Nangong Zixuan, and he was also attacked? !

  Nangong Yumo is not an idiot, just one thing, he can figure it out right away!

   But that answer was something Nangong Yumo couldn't believe: "You...you are also the blood of the Nangong family!?"

   No wonder Nangong Yumo is so surprised, because the Nangong family has no other bloodline besides him and Nangong Ye!

   Now that Nangong Ye is dead, he thought he was the only one left in the Nangong family!

  Nangong Zixuan laughed sarcastically: "Hmph~ More than that..." He is not only the blood of the Nangong family, he is also his own brother!

Of course, Nangong Zixuan didn't say anything after   . Looking up at Ye Qingxue, she stood up with the sword in her hand.

   He turned around and was about to leave, his eyes fell on the man standing outside the flower grove, making Nangong Zixuan stay there.

   The eyes under the mask flashed unnaturally, and then Nangong Zixuan remembered that he was wearing a mask at this time, and pretended not to see Ling Wuzhi.

   His footsteps were a little staggering. When he came to Ling Wuwei's side, he paused without a trace, and then continued to walk forward...

   "Do you want to pretend to be a stranger?"

   The cold and indifferent words made Nangong Zixuan stop.

   Surprise flashed across his eyes, surprised that Ling Wuzhi recognized him!

but…

   "Pretend? Girl, do you and I know each other?" Nangong Zixuan said in a deliberately low voice.

   He didn't look at Ling Wuzhao, and didn't even look back.

  Ling Wuyi walked to Nangong Zixuan and stood still, then looked into his eyes: "Soul killing."

   "The girl has identified the wrong person. This sect master is the Burning Moon Sect Burning Heaven." Nangong Zixuan is still denying.

  Ling Wuyi pursed her lips and said with a sullen face: "Oh, Fentian."

   She just looked at Nangong Zixuan like that, even though she called him Fentian, her eyes told him: I know your name is Fentian, also called Soulkiller, and even more so called Nangong Zixuan!

  's eyes flickered slightly, Nangong Zixuan ignored Ling Wuzhi and passed her by.

   Looking at Nangong Zixuan's back, Ling Wuzhi took a few deep breaths to adjust his mood.

   She guessed right! Favorability... Really dropped!

   Just now, the moment Nangong Zixuan walked past her, her favorability rating dropped from ninety-two to ninety!

  /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

   stood in place for a long time, Ling Wuzhi was a little dazed.

   Nangong Yumo's voice came from behind him: "Are you... Ghost Pavilion Master?"

  Ling Wuyi looked back at Nangong Yumo, she didn't wear a veil, it was not surprising that Nangong Yumo would recognize her, so she did not deny it.

  Nangong Yumo then said: "That...you know the leader of the Burning Moon Sect?"

   "What do you want to ask?" Ling Wuzhi frowned, her face not very good-looking.

  Nangong Yumo coughed lightly, and then asked a little embarrassedly: "Well, I want to ask, what's his name?"

what name? Nangong Zixuan!

   "Burning the sky."

   coldly spit out two words, Ling Wuzhi raised his feet and chased after Nangong Zixuan.

  Nangong Yumo was supported by Ye Qingxue and watched Ling Wuyi use Qinggong to leave. What he asked was obviously Nangong Zixuan's real name...

   Ye Qingxue looked at Nangong Yumo: "Yumo, let's find a place to bandage your wound first?"

   "Well, good." Nangong Yumo tilted her head and smiled at Ye Qingxue, the pale face still had a sunny smile—

  Ling Wuwei used Qinggong, so he quickly caught up with Nangong Zixuan.

   Nangong Zixuan stabbed Nangong Yumo and received backlash, and then received a slap from Nangong Yumo. At this time, his situation is not much better!

When   Ling Wuzhi chased after Nangong Zixuan, he was resting in front of a big tree.

  Looking like that, I can't walk.

   He took out a small medicine bottle, poured two black pills from it, put them in his mouth, and sat cross-legged to breathe.

  Ling Wuzhi walked across from Nangong Zixuan and sat down with his legs crossed.

   She didn't speak, just looked at Nangong Zixuan like that.

  Nangong Zixuan was stared straight at by Ling Wuzhi, and it felt like a awn on his back. However, he knew that Ling Wu Wee would not do anything to him, so he closed his eyes and adjusted his breath to heal the wound.

  Ling Wuyi saw that Nangong Zixuan was seriously adjusting his breath, and he estimated that it would not be better for a while.

   After thinking about it, Ling Wuyi got up and left—

  Ling Wuyi just left, Nangong Zixuan's ears moved, his eyelashes trembled, but he didn't open his eyes.

   I have a...complicated feeling in my heart. It's hard to say whether it's a sigh of relief or a sense of loss from being abandoned.

  Ling Wuyi didn't really leave, she just went to find a water source.

   She drank all the water in the water bag. When she first came, she seemed to see a spring, so she went to refill the water, so as not to find it when she got it!

  Returning to the spring, Ling Wuzhi took out the water bag from his bag, and put the bottle mouth at the spring to receive the water.