Xuan Mu didn't seem to see everyone's faces at all, but said coldly: "Only when he is alive can he prove Xi Yue's innocence." ” Jin Zeyu and the others were stunned at first, and then reacted, and many people from the Desert Medical Branch clenched their fists tightly, forcibly suppressed the fear in their hearts, and told themselves that Xi Yue was fine, and he would definitely be fine!
On the other side, Nangong Hua stiffened for a long time before he suddenly took a breath, pointed at Nangong Yu in shock and fear, and screamed: "Nangong Yu, what are you doing here?"
Nangong Xin is your third uncle!
Are you trying to kill your relatives?
Just for a watery poplar male pet?
You ......"
Nangong Yu's second sword was slashed out, with the momentum of destroying the world and destroying the earth.
Rolling thunderclouds rushed up into the sky and fell from the sky.
The onlookers all showed frightened expressions, and the thunder struck down, so frightened that they did not listen and fled.
The scene was chaotic, and even the old lady of Nangong was almost knocked down by the crowd.
Everyone, including Lu Zhixi and Yun Jingxue, looked at Nangong Yu's eyes full of horror.
At this time, Nangong Yu's expression was extremely calm, but those originally dark eyes were red, as if they were burning with hellfire.
Everywhere his gaze went, there was no trace of warmth, but it seemed like he was going to break everyone into pieces.
Even Qingluan and Xuanwu were shocked for a while, and they felt that Nangong Yu at this time seemed to have completely changed into a person.
Nangong Yu's sword pointed at Nangong Hua again, who would tremble even with the hand holding the magic weapon, "Tell me, where is Xi Yue?"
Otherwise, I wouldn't mind dragging you all to hell!
” Nangong Hua's feet stepped back step by step, a master of the distraction period, facing his nephew of the same level, he actually felt the fear of extinction, and he had no courage to fight at all.
Just when the thunderclouds were dense and the swords were tense, a clear and pleasant voice suddenly came from outside the crowd, and it was difficult to distinguish between male and female.
"Nangong Yu, I'm here."
The sound pierced through the thunder, with a clear crystal-like transparency, and reached everyone's ears.
Nangong Yu's sword movement stiffened suddenly, and his body seemed to be stuck by something, so he could only turn around slowly and stiffly.
The thunderclouds that shrouded the sky slowly disappeared, and the terrifying aura of destruction gradually dissipated.
Everyone turned their heads sharply and looked in the direction from which the voice had come from.
I saw a beautiful young man with a cold expression, but with a bit of softness and comfort in his eyes, looking at Nangong Yu with a stiff body.
The young man slowly walked towards Nangong Yu and looked up at him, a soft smile on the corner of his mouth.
It's obviously a shallow smile that is almost nothing, but the people who see it only feel like flowers blooming, and the clouds disappear in an instant, and the sky is clear.
"Nangong Yu, don't worry, I'm here."
Nangong Yu looked at her in a daze for a long time, and suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged her tightly and tightly into his arms.
Hot tears overflowed from his eyes, buried deep in the neck of Suxi Xinxiang, not seen by anyone, dripping between the delicate and white collarbones.
The blazing temperature, like the imprint of the soul, sinks into the bottom of Suxi's heart, telling the fear and longing, despair and affection of men.
Nangong Yu, he really regards himself as all of his life, and even more important than his own life.
Suxi stretched out his hand, hugged him back, and gently patted his back, as if to soothe the man's emotions that were almost out of control: "Nangong Yu, don't worry, I'm fine." ” Thinking of his experience in that barren yard, Suxi was also afraid for a while.