By the way, where did Second Brother go?
Tu Langlang thought of something and quickly asked Bai Xiu beside him.
But Bai Xiu had already fallen asleep and couldn't be woken no matter what.
Gu Changfeng spoke up: He went after Ning Haotian.
It's too dangerous for Second Brother to go alone!
Tu Langlang said with worry, getting up to go find Ning Er.
No need, I'm back. Ning Er's voice came from afar.
Second Brother!
Tu Langlang's expression brightened slightly. Looking at the fresh blood, not yet dried, on his body, he couldn't help but ask: That Ning Haotian...
His broadsword dropped on the ground, Ning Er sat on the steps and closed his eyes, saying mournfully: I still couldn't bring myself to do it. I let him go.
Fool, letting the tiger return to the mountain will surely leave a future calamity! Gu Changfeng shot him a glance, shaking his head and sighing as he spoke.
Kim Jung-ho said gravely: Don't worry, the Boss won't let them off!
The group from the Asura Sect, being unfamiliar with the terrain and people of the Immortal Sect, took many wrong turns, so they arrived a bit late.
Finally, at the foot of the mountain, they happened to run into An Yi who was rushing over in a hurry.
Kim Jung-ho looked at Gu Changfeng and the other two, asking curiously: Speaking of which, what's your relationship with the boss?
Gu Changfeng wore a helpless expression, took out the wine gourd he carried with him, took a sip, and said with melancholy: An Yi is considered my boss, I guess.
A cheap big brother I was forced to acknowledge by his father.
My sworn brother is Bai Xiu, the two of us followed our big brother here.
Ning Er grinned proudly.
Acknowledging Bai Xiu as his boss was absolutely the wisest choice he ever made!
Otherwise, with his own strength, wanting to oppose the Heavenly Demon Sect and punish the patricidal Ning Haotian would be nothing but a pipe dream.
Hearing this, Tu Langlang asked curiously: Then do I have to call An Yi boss too?
No, you don't!
Tu Yiyi puffed out her flat chest, her delicate little face revealing a proud look: You should call him brother-in-law!
Pfft!
Gu Changfeng, who was in the middle of drinking, spat out his wine, his face full of sorrow.
He was completely broken by that statement.
Tu Langlang was utterly confused.
Had his sister already pledged herself away so quickly?
Yiyi, if you do this, will father...
Tu Langlang was somewhat worried.
He's a boy, in the future he'll take empresses and consorts, marrying anyone is manageable.
But Tu Yiyi is different. No matter how noble her status, she can only marry one person. If it's like this...
He is An Yi!
Tu Yiyi said using the language of the Ancient Continent.
Upon hearing this, Tu Langlang was instantly stunned, then shivered.
No wonder...
In a secluded room within the Azure Luan Pavilion.
A chilling icy aura permeated, enveloping the entire room.
The window paper was also covered with a layer of frost.
Shen Muxuan's delicate body emitted a cold air. As the aura of ice spiritual power grew stronger and stronger, her signs of life grew weaker and weaker at the same time.
Around An Yi, fire spiritual power rippled. Combined with the power of the dragon pearl, it barely resisted the terrifying chill emanating from Shen Muxuan's body, preventing him from being frozen into an ice sculpture.
But he was still frozen to the point where his blood felt like it was solidifying.
The Fire Flood Dragon Pearl hovered in the air.
The fire spiritual power, originally more scorching than magma, was actually suppressed by the cold air, frost forming on the pearl's surface.
It still... actually can't suppress it!
An Yi gritted his teeth, fists clenched.
He had fed Shen Muxuan all sorts of heavenly and earthly treasures rich in fire spiritual power, but the effect was not significant.
The ice spiritual power within Shen Muxuan was more potent than he had imagined.
What made An Yi most desperate was that Shen Muxuan's life aura was growing weaker and weaker.
An Yi, I... I'm cold...
Shen Muxuan slowly woke up, struggling to open her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering lightly, speaking as if in a delirium.
Don't be afraid, I'm here!
An Yi's voice trembled as he tightly embraced Shen Muxuan's delicate body.
The fire spiritual power rippling around him was instantly submerged again by the overwhelming cold air. His body had already begun to ice over.
Shen Muxuan leaned lightly against An Yi's chest, her voice faint: An Yi, I want to go home.
Be good, once you're cured, we'll go back. An Yi's eyes were red, his voice choked with sobs as he spoke.
An indescribable sense of powerlessness and regret washed over him.
There was clearly still a year left before!
He thought everything would be in time!
He never expected it to be so sudden.
Shen Muxuan felt a teardrop of ice fall on the back of her hand and said softly: You're crying.
No, I'm not. Muxuan, don't fall asleep, I will cure you! An Yi lifted his head, forcing the tears back, speaking with a forced smile.
As if with a final surge of vitality, a flush actually appeared on Shen Muxuan's face. She smiled and said: An Yi, there are many good girls in the world. Forget me. After I'm gone, you must be good to Master, to Yaoyao and the others.
An Yi gritted his teeth and said solemnly: You are you. No one can replace you!
Tears fell drip by drop, frozen into ice by the cold air!
A smile appeared on Shen Muxuan's face. She leaned against An Yi's chest and whispered: An Yi, can we go back? I miss Aunt Zhou. I miss our cramped little rented room, that TV that often had static snow, the meat buns downstairs, I want to simmer soup for you one more time, even if it's not good you're not allowed to spit it out...
After saying this, Shen Muxuan no longer had the strength to speak.
Muxuan! Muxuan!
An Yi gently shook her shoulders, his eyes turning blood red!
System! System! Get the hell out here!
An Yi roared in anger.
His mind was dead silent, without the slightest movement.
Muxuan, I won't let you die. I absolutely won't...
An Yi gently kissed Shen Muxuan's forehead, a hint of madness flashing in his eyes.
His pupils turned crimson.
His silver hair floated up!
In an overloaded state, An Yi activated Berserk mode once again.
The hovering dragon pearl fell, he caught it, and crushed it directly with one hand.
Devour!
An Yi drained the fire spiritual power from within the dragon pearl.
Then, a look of resolve appeared in his eyes!
Black dark spiritual power filled the entire pavilion!
An Yi activated Devour, grasped Shen Muxuan's hand, and began drawing out the icy spiritual power within her body.
The terrifyingly potent icy spiritual power, as if it had found a path to vent, surged along the spiritual meridians, swarming into An Yi's body.
So cold!!
An Yi gritted his teeth. The invasion into his limbs and bones was excruciating.
Was this the pain this girl endured every day?
An Yi's gaze was profound. Enduring the agony, he increased the intensity of the Devour.
The influx of ice spiritual power grew even more frenzied!
At An Yi's feet, an ice layer had already begun to form. The terrifying cold spiritual energy was such that even his Immortal Martial Body couldn't keep up with the healing speed.
Vast dark spiritual power emanated from An Yi's body.
Above the pavilion, one could even see a terrifying vortex of spiritual power forming!
Ding! Warning! Host's life signs weak!
Ding! Warning! Host's life signs weak!
Ding! Warning! Host's life signs weak!
A series of system alerts rang out!
But An Yi remained as if he hadn't heard them.
And continuously increased the devouring of the ice spiritual power...
After a long period of absorption, the ice spiritual power within Shen Muxuan's body actually stabilized.
In the sky, the condensed black vortex slowly dissipated.
Above the Azure Luan Pavilion, clear skies appeared once again.
And Shen Muxuan's faint life signs also seemed to be slowly recovering...
Looking at Shen Muxuan who had now stabilized, a faint, difficult smile finally appeared at the corner of An Yi's mouth.
His silver hair had now turned snow-white!
The powerful ice spiritual power rampaged through his limbs and bones. Inside his body, everything was already shattered beyond repair, severely overdrawing his life force!
Pfft!
An Yi opened his mouth and spat out blood.
The blood was also mixed with ice shards.
Then, with a thud, he slowly collapsed to the ground.
Shen Muxuan's little finger trembled slightly. In her deep sleep, a tear slid from the corner of her eye, and she murmured softly: An Yi...
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
