"Save me! Save me quickly! I am the great elder of the Nalan Mansion. Only I can take you back to the Nalan family. Only I can let you recognize your ancestors and return to your roots. Do you hear me? Save me quickly!!"
"If you want to blame someone, you can only blame yourself for being from Nalan Mansion!"
He Xi sneered, and a porcelain bottle appeared in his hand. He lightly sprinkled the medicine powder in the bottle.
Suddenly, Nalan Yanming's screams became even more miserable. He couldn't even roll over and could only twitch continuously.
The wounds on his body kept bursting, black pus and blood splattered everywhere, and in the blink of an eye they turned into a pool of blood.
Before sprinkling medicinal powder on Hexi, Nangong Yu had already drawn a barrier to separate Nalan Yanming from everyone else.
Seeing that there was no trace of his body left, He Xi's face became gloomy and he fell into deep thought.
Thinking that she was sad, he walked forward, gently held her in his arms, and whispered: "No matter who you are or what your identity is, in my heart, you are my Xi'er, my princess."
He Xi was stunned for a moment, but when he realized that this guy was comforting him, he couldn't help but feel amused and touched.
She shook her head and said, "The people of the Nalan family are just the most insignificant strangers to me. How could I be angry or sad about their attitude and life and death? I was just... thinking about Nalan Ziyun."
Nalan Ziyun, Hexi's impression of this younger brother only stayed when he was five years old.
At that time, they still depended on each other in the small courtyard, but when Nalan Hexi was five years old, he suddenly had a high fever and almost died. After waking up, he never saw his brother again.
Nanny Chen said that someone from the Nalan Mansion took her brother away. Nalan Hexi had gone to the Nalan Mansion several times to look for him, but was told that Nalan Ziyun was not in the mansion, but had been sent to a sect to learn skills.
Time flies, and more than a decade has passed. Nalan Hexi has long given up the idea of seeing his brother again, but he still misses him. This is also one of Nalan Hexi's obsessions before his death - he hopes to make sure his brother is doing well.
Now, Nalan Yanming actually told her that the third young master Nalan Ziyun who was learning martial arts in the sect was a fake? Where did the real one go? Even if Nalan Ziyun died at the age of five, no one would pursue the matter under the circumstances at that time. Why did Nalan Zhengze have to do so many times to create a fake Nalan Ziyun
After hearing what He Xi said, knowing that she was not sad, Nangong Yu breathed a sigh of relief, stroked her hair and said, "Don't worry, I will find someone to investigate Nalan Ziyun."
He Xi nodded and was about to speak when he suddenly heard a plop sound coming from the medicine field. Then a flash of purple light appeared, and Dandan and Ziming Youluo, who were wreaking havoc in the medicine field, had entered the space.
He Xi did not enter the space, so he could only see that Dandan was wrapped in a ball of spiritual energy, his belly was round, and he was humming in a daze, looking like he was full.
He Xi was suddenly at a loss for words and cursed inwardly, "Little foodie."
But before she could feel relieved, Zi Ming You Luo in the space began to sway violently, and she could also feel Zi Ming You Luo's anxious consciousness in her heart.
It seemed very anxious and uneasy, but it couldn't express clearly what it was uneasy about.
He Xi was puzzled when suddenly a powerful spiritual power wave erupted from the center of the medicinal field. (To be continued)