Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Now that she was reminded of it, the burning pain came back again, although it was reduced by the balm just now.
She loosened her grip, but the pain didn’t ease. Her tears were about to leak out.
However, she saw that Miyasi was already fighting the soldiers. Fearing that he might get hurt, she gnashed her teeth. “Let him go.”
Feng Qingtian was about to refuse, but he couldn’t say anything when he saw the tears in her eyes.
“Give me a reason.”
“If you hurt him, the monsters won’t spare you.”
“Should I be scared of them?” Feng Qingtian mocked, “Are you worried about me?”
Gu Bailu looked at his neck where blood was oozing out from the needle stab. The wound wasn’t large, but the bleeding didn’t stop.
However, he didn’t seem to sense any of it.
She felt helpless. Feng Qingtian truly wasn’t scared of death. He didn’t even ask if the needle was poisoned.
He was truly fearless. If he could give up his own life, he had nothing to be scared of.
No, there was one exception.
“You don’t have to be scared of anything, but the Murong family is different.”
That was his love’s family. The monsters could go to Nan Ningxin if they couldn’t find him.
Although Gu Bailu wanted the monsters to treat Nan Ningxin as a blood enemy, she didn’t want to sacrifice Miyasi for it.
Feng Qingtian looked at her expressionless face. It was so annoying.
He liked to see her smiling or angry; he didn’t like this sense of distance when they were together.
What could he do to restore her previous attitude?
Gu Bailu thought that Feng Qingtian was concerned about Nan Ningxin’s safety.
She had no idea that Feng Qingtian was thinking about how to improve his relationship with her.
If she knew, she would definitely spit on him.
Right when the two of them were in the middle of a confrontation, there was an explosion on the other side.
Gu Bailu looked back, only to discover that Miyasi had slapped the soldiers away with one hand.
The soldiers were smashed into the square, leaving pits on the ground from which dust rose.
Gu Bailu’s eyes bulged. Miyasi wasn’t weak, either.
Gloomily, Feng Qingtian quickly carried Gu Bailu into the palace.
Before Gu Bailu realized it, she had already been put on a bed.
She went over the knowledge in her head. The capabilities of cultivators on this continent could be measured by their spiritual power.
Different levels of spiritual power carried different colors.
Miyasi’s color was orange, and Feng Qingtian also used orange when he fought Gu Yunjing. So, Miyasi was at least strong enough to deal with Gu Yunjing.
Then, she didn’t need to worry that the soldiers would hurt him.
Gu Bailu was upset when she thought that. After so many days at Cloud Mirror Academy, she hadn’t even learned how to examine someone’s strength!
It was all this shameless man’s fault.
Gu Bailu looked at Feng Qingtian in anger.