Jiang Yan was protected by the system's pain shielding function, so he couldn't feel the slightest pain, but the scorching heat of the surrounding fire could still affect him, making him feel as if he was in a huge steamer, very stuffy.
However, after Ning Xianrong was brought over by Ning Xianguang, the stuffy feeling disappeared.
Jiang Yan looked up in surprise.
At some point, Ning Xianrong opened his arms, embracing him with his transparent body.
He was obviously in pain, but after realizing that he was looking at him, he raised his eyebrows sharply, showing a Ning Xianrong-style, arrogant expression.
"See what I do?"
Looking at his increasingly transparent and unstable body, Jiang Yan's heart suddenly became sour, and his voice became choked up.
"You, why are you—"
"Don't be moved, I don't want to come here either," Ning Xianrong said, "Isn't this being given by my own brother—"
"You know what I'm talking about!"
After being yelled at by Jiang Yan, Ning Xianrong was not as angry as usual. He looked at him with gentle eyes, and his transparent arms still firmly surrounded him.
On the face it is serious.
"Because you are my stepson! Isn't it natural for father to protect his son?"
God damn dad and son!
Jiang Yan was about to laugh angrily at him.
Seeing Ning Xianrong trying to hide the pained look, he lowered the corner of his mouth.
He didn't know why he was so sad, he almost shouted: "Who the hell is going to be your son? Ning Xianrong, I like you! I like you!!! Did you hear that???"
Ning Xianrong was stunned.
Then, the smile in his eyes spread.
"I-"
Before he finished speaking, the sea of flames around him suddenly became violent!
Ning Xianguang kept throwing yellow talismans into it, and laughed wildly from time to time: "Damn, let you two bastards rob me of my property, and show your affection in front of me! Go to hell! Fuck!!!"
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Just now Ning Xianrong was still able to hold on in front of Jiang Yan.
Now, his face is distorted due to the pain, and his body is becoming more and more transparent, as if it will disappear at any time.
"ah!!!"
Seeing him like this, Jiang Yan was extremely anxious.
Jiang Yan: What should I do? Ba Ye, why don't you help me! If this continues, Ning Xianrong will die!
Number 888: ? You actually think about the life and death of the target
Jiang Yan: I'm not really heartless. When we first met on this plane, Ning Xianrong wanted to kill me, but now he is willing to sacrifice himself to protect me. To be honest, I was a little tempted. Moreover, I always feel... There is a familiar aura about him.
No. 888: Huh? like who
Jiang Yan raised his head, wanting to confirm who Ning Xianrong looked like.
But it bumped into a pair of deep eyes, and was startled for a moment.
"you… "
There was a soft sigh in his ear.
"Jiang Yan, you are so stupid."
Jiang Yan: "Huh? Why am I so stupid?"
After finishing speaking, he came to his senses and looked at A Piao in front of him in shock.
I saw him staring at himself quietly.
There is a familiar sternness between the brows, but deep in the bottom of the eyes, there is a restrained tenderness, and there are some complicated things that he can't understand.
Although the face is still Ning Xianrong's face, but something is different.
That look made him think of another person...
"Lu Zhaoyang???"