"Oh my god, it's acupuncture with golden needles!" Someone couldn't help but exclaimed, "Isn't this the secret technique of the inner sect of Tianyi Valley? Only those who have made certain contributions to Tianyi Valley or have excellent achievements can practice it. Why does this young man know it? Who is he?"
An Lingyao woke up in a heart-wrenching pain. He opened his swollen eyes and saw Xi Yue's cold and beautiful face.
Tears mixed with blood blurred his eyes for a moment, and a hoarse voice came out of his mouth: "... quota, I failed to... get the quota back..."
Seeing that he was now covered in wounds and on the verge of life and death, yet he was still thinking about the opportunity to enter the inner gate of Tianyi Valley, Xi Yue couldn't help feeling annoyed.
No matter how important it is to enter the inner gate, what's the point of getting the opportunity if you don't have your life? Has An Lingyao ever thought about how sad his father and grandfather would be if he died? Wouldn't An Lingyan's efforts be in vain
However, seeing his face covered in blood and tears and his weak breath, he was unable to say the words of blame. This man was his cousin, one of the few relatives he had in this world.
He is very weak and does not have good EQ or IQ, but he has a pure heart and Xiyue is willing to protect him.
Xi Yue sighed and was about to speak when she heard An Lingyao choking and saying, "Xi Yue... I'm sorry... I wanted to repay your kindness and let you enter Tianyi Valley... With your ability, as long as you get a place, you will definitely be able to get in... But, I'm sorry, I'm so useless that I can't even keep the place I fought so hard for... Woo..."
The man's body was shaking violently due to the intense humiliation. Suppressed cries occasionally overflowed from his chest, carrying with them unspeakable sadness and resentment.
Blood and tears slowly gathered on the ground, soaking the corners of Xiyue's clothes.
But Xi Yue just stood there in a daze, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.
An Lingyao closed his eyes tightly, his face full of remorse, and did not dare to look at her. However, Xi Yue seemed to be getting to know this young man for the first time, getting to know this nominal cousin of hers.
Since they met, the Anling family has always been the weak in her eyes, and they are the ones who need protection and help.
Xi Yue had become accustomed to being a giver and had never thought about anything in return. However, it turned out that, unknown to her, the people of the Anling family had never forgotten her kindness and were even willing to repay her with their lives.
For Xi Yue, wanting to go into Tianyi Valley to take a look was just an idea she casually mentioned to An Lingyao.
However, An Lingyao remembered it deeply in his heart, and was even willing to risk his life to compete with Chen Jian on the Wentian Arena in order to get back the spot.
Xi Yue exhaled lightly, gathered a little water spirit power in her palm, and stroked An Lingyao's face.
The dirt, blood and tears on his face disappeared at that moment, and under such gentle comfort, An Lingyao slowly forgot the pain and his eyelids became extremely heavy.
A soft and gentle voice, indistinguishable between male and female, came to his ears, "Don't be afraid, it's okay, you'll be fine when you wake up. I will take you to Tianyi Valley, both the inner and outer gates, cousin, believe me."
Cousin? Who was calling him cousin... An Lingyao was confused, as if he heard that beautiful and pleasant voice, but also as if he heard nothing. Then, he could no longer hold on and passed out. (To be continued)