With Tan Hu's cultivation, he was unable to capture even a trace of life in Tan Yunxi's body. Everything was lifeless. If he closed his eyes, Tan Yunxi would be like a piece of wood that had withered for a long time in Tan Hu's senses. . An unconcealable grief overwhelmed him with thunderous notes, and tears fell involuntarily.
Mrs. Tan's eyes never left Tan Hu's face, refusing to let go of any change in his expression. That was her last hope, like a life-saving straw grasped by a drowning person. When Tan Hu's tears rolled down, Mrs. Tan felt a bang on her head, her consciousness instantly went blank, and she lay down straight.
The room suddenly became a mess again, with his daughter on the left and his wife on the right. Tan Hu's heart felt like it was cut in half. A man who had never been crushed by all the hardships in his life was crying bitterly at this moment. It looked so sad.
"Ahu, you... why are you crying?" Wu Qiujun stepped in and saw Tan Hu burst into tears, and his heart sank suddenly.
"Yunxi... Yunxi is dead!" After saying this, Tan Hu burst into tears. Even an unrelated person could truly feel the heartache.
"Nonsense! Yun Xi will not die... No!" Upon hearing this, Wu Qiujun felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his face turned pale.
Wu Qiujun had no heirs in his life. In his heart, Tan Yunxi and Duan Lengyan were his children. When he suddenly heard such bad news, his heart was no less sad than Tan Hu's.
"Yao Ting... Yes, there is Yao Ting, Yao Ting..." After a brief moment of confusion, Wu Qiujun suddenly came to his senses and looked around with fear and panic. Duan Lengyan hurried over and took his words. He stopped and comforted softly, "Master, don't worry, Yaoting will definitely be able to save Yun Xi, I will definitely be able to!"
When Wu Qiujun turned around, he realized that Wan Dong was already standing in front of Tan Yunxi's bed.
Tan Yunxi's injuries were more serious than Hu Beishan's. In the eyes of ordinary people, he was basically no different from a dead person, but to Wan Dong, there was still a glimmer of hope.
When Wan Dongye broke into the Spirit Weapon Workshop, he used all the herbs collected in the Spirit Weapon Workshop to refine two pills, one black and one gold. The black poison is extremely poisonous and can kill people in an instant, but the golden elixir is just the opposite. It has infinite spirituality and is enough to make people rejuvenate.
Obtaining a golden elixir is like gaining an extra life. Even Wandong cherishes it very much. Unexpectedly, this golden elixir will come in handy so soon.
"Leng Yan, go get a bowl of warm water." Wan Dong raised his brows and said softly.
"Warm water? Is it possible... Yun Xi can still be saved?" Duan Lengyan was greatly refreshed upon hearing this, and asked with a trembling voice.
Tan Hu, Wu Qiujun, Hu Beishan and others could not help but rekindle the light of hope in their eyes.
Wan Dong snorted and said, "There should be hope for help, but we need to be quick!"
When Duan Lengyan heard this, she was ecstatic and flew away in a hurry. Within a moment, she personally brought a bowl of warm water.
Wandong took the warm water and took out the golden elixir from his arms with his other hand. This golden elixir is made from thousands of kinds of celestial elixirs, carefully tempered by the white dragon flames, removing the dross and retaining the essence. It can be said to be concentrated, and its charm is extraordinary. As soon as Wandong was taken out, a refreshing medicinal fragrance spread throughout the room. Just a hint of it would make people feel refreshed.
"This... what kind of elixir is this? How... is it so spiritual?" Hu Beishan came from the Shengtian Continent after all, and his knowledge was wider than the others. Looking at the elixir, his face was full of astonishment and admiration.
Wandong didn't say much, and gently put the golden elixir into the warm water. As soon as the golden elixir entered the water, it melted at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, the bowl of clear and transparent warm water turned into It turned into a red gold color, and at the same time, the refreshing medicinal fragrance that filled the air became more and more intense, causing everyone around to subconsciously twitch their noses, just to inhale more of this medicinal fragrance.
"Leng Yan, give this concoction to Yun Xi!" After all, the man and woman were not intimate, so Wandong handed the bowl to Duan Lengyan.
Duan Lengyan carefully helped Tan Yunxi up from the bed and asked, "After taking this medicine, will Yunxi be fine?"
Wan Dong frowned slightly and said nothing, but he was also beating a drum in his heart. If the golden elixir didn't work in the end, then there was nothing he could do.
Tan Yunxi was unconscious and naturally could not swallow. It took a lot of effort for Duan Lengyan to feed this bowl of concoction into his belly. By the time the last drop of the red-gold concoction disappeared between Tan Yunxi's lips and teeth, Duan Lengyan's forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat.
"How...how are you, are you okay?" Tan Hu kept rubbing his hands, and veins popped out on his hands because of too much force.
Wandong asked Duan Lengyan to support Tan Yunxi, put his hand on the back of her heart, and carefully adjusted the Tao Qi to circulate in her body, sending the power of the golden elixir to the internal organs. There is nothing surprising about this process, but in the eyes of everyone, it is thrilling. Everyone held their breath involuntarily, and no one dared to make even a single sound. Time was stretched infinitely, longer than any moment they had ever experienced before.
"Cough~~"
Suddenly, Tan Yunxi's body suddenly straightened up, followed by a violent cough, and a look of pain gradually appeared on his face.
This cough was like a signal that suddenly relaxed everyone's tense heartstrings, even Wandong was no exception.
"Ahu, I have long said that as long as Yao Ting is here, Yun Xi will be saved!" Wu Qiujun patted Tan Hu's shoulder and comforted him happily. He did not realize that his palms were already wet. Sweat.
When Tan Yunxi's face turned rosy again and her breathing gradually became steady and strong, Wan Dong retracted his palm and let out a long sigh of relief.
"Yunxi..." Duan Lengyan raised her head and asked.
Wan Dong smiled and nodded, saying, "This girl is quite good at telling fortunes. As long as she takes good care of herself for a period of time, she will be cured."
"Thank you... thank you!" As soon as Wan Dong said these words, Tan Hu's tears immediately flowed down, and his thick body was shaking as if he was being electrocuted. The excitement and gratitude are beyond words.
"Oh God! Please don't take my daughter away, don't take her away..." Along with a burst of screaming, Mrs. Tan also woke up at this time.
Tan Hu rushed over and hugged her, comforting her repeatedly, "Madam, Yun Xi is still alive. She's okay... She's okay..."
"Master, you... what did you say? You are not comforting me, no, right?" Mrs. Tan suddenly grabbed Tan Hu's arm and asked in tears.
Tan Hu was so excited that he couldn't speak. He just shook his head vigorously, as if he wanted to break his neck.
Seeing Tan Hu like this, Mrs. Tan slowly turned her head to look at Tan Yunxi. At this glance, a pair of eyes seemed to be fixed and could no longer be moved away. A strong sense of love filled the air, making people feel warm and moved.
Wan Dongchong winked at the crowd and retreated gently, leaving the space to the family who had been reborn after a calamity, not wanting to disturb them.
Duan Lengyan was the last to exit the room and gently closed the door. He turned around and gave Wandong a thumbs up, the smile on his face full of trust and dependence. Such a smile made Duan Lengyan particularly charming and charming in Wandong's eyes.
Just as Wandong was about to speak, there was a sudden commotion not far away.
"Let go of my father, or I will cut you into pieces!"
It was Duan Yanlong's roar, and everyone looked at each other in confusion. Wandong suddenly thought of Feiyang, and jumped over.
Just when everyone focused their attention on Tan Yunxi, Feiyang also faintly woke up. At first, Feiyang didn't understand the situation and didn't know where he was. When he was staring in confusion, Duan Yanlong's "Father" call immediately attracted all Feiyang's attention to Duan Wenyuan.
When it was confirmed that Duan Wenyuan was the emperor of the Iron War Dynasty, Feiyang was surprised and happy, and regarded this as an excellent opportunity given to him by God to save Xu Tianlong. Although he was surrounded by powerful enemies, Feiyang didn't even hesitate at all. He suddenly burst out and controlled Duan Wenyuan in his hands with lightning speed.
Duan Wenyuan was injured first, and secondly, he didn't expect it at all. He was caught off guard and became Feiyang's prisoner obediently, with a helpless smile on his face.
"I said young man, you don't even look where this is, do you think you can escape?" Duan Wenyuan waved his hand at Duan Yanlong, telling him to be calm, and said to Feiyang with a smile.
Feiyang sneered, glanced at Duan Yanlong and others with disdain, and said faintly, "Escape? This word is not in my dictionary."
In the midst of a tight siege, where life and death were only a matter of seconds, Feiyang could still be so calm and composed, which made Duan Wenyuan feel like his eyes were shining brightly.
"Little brother, you are so brave! I, Duan Wenyuan, like the most fearless man like you in my life! Tell me, who are you? Are you from the Yuntianmen or the Jin family? No matter who you are, I can forgive you for everything. Guilty, let you go free!”
"Stop being wordy! I want you to issue an order immediately to release our prince and send him safely back to the Qingyun Empire. If you refuse, I will wring your neck immediately!"
"If you dare to hurt my father even a hair, I will destroy your body!" Duan Yanlong was furious and reprimanded sternly.
The experts surrounding him were also ready to move and would rush forward at any moment.
The flying brows suddenly raised, and the elbow holding Duan Wenyuan's throat was tightened suddenly, and a suffocating pain immediately emerged from Duan Wenyuan's face.
"No... don't!" Duan Yanlong shouted hurriedly as his frightened soul almost flew away.
Feiyang sneered and said, "I'm not afraid of death. Stop talking about death with me!" (To be continued)