The girl in the coffin: Feng Jue Tianxia

Chapter 1121 Sober (4)

He finally gave up everything just to win her smile.

He would rather lose it himself than look at her sad face.

"Impossible! Impossible!" Nangong Qi's face was bewildered, and he looked very surprised. Looking at Xuanyuan Che's hair full of white hair, his heart ached even more.

His Che'er was so wise and mighty, and his martial strength was unparalleled.

It is absolutely impossible for him to lose.

It is absolutely impossible to lose.

It's definitely Huangpu Nuoxi, that bitch, who tricked her.

Absolutely!
Hatred comes from the heart, Nan Gongqi now hates Huang Pu Nuoxi very much.

"Father, forget it! Stop fighting and killing." He really didn't want to see Huang Pu Nuoxi like that anymore, so he pleaded.

"Che'er——" Nangong Qi was shocked. Today's events frequently shocked him. He was even more shocked when he heard Che'er's words at this moment.

His Che'er was proud but never uttered such humble words.

He is begging him now?
beg him? ?

The more Nangongqi thought about it, the more desolate he felt. A sneer appeared on his slightly aged face, "It was because of her that you did this, right? Is it because of her that your black hair became white? Yes wrong??"

Looking at Xuanyuan Che's head full of white silk, Nangongqi felt so distressed that he couldn't suppress it, as if it might explode at any moment.

All because of her!
It was all because of Huang Pu Nuoxi that Che'er, whom he was most proud of, made this appearance, neither human nor ghost.

"Father doesn't care about Nuo Xi's affairs." Xuanyuan Che felt the strong killing intent emanating from Nangong Qi, and explained to Nan Gongqi softly.

"Huh————————" Nangong Qi snorted coldly, the killing intent in his eyes was vividly displayed, and he said with hatred: "Father will never let her go."

"Father——" Because Huangpu Nuoxi had lost all night's magic power, his body was very weak at this time, and he didn't have any strength in his body at all. He even found it difficult to talk to Nangongqi.

Nangongqi looked at Xuanyuan Che distressedly, with a hint of concern in his eyes, his voice was no longer so angry, but rather gentle, "Che'er, rest well."

"Father, don't hurt Nuo Xi!" He had to retreat for a few days to recover some magic power, otherwise his temples would always be white if this continued.

If he practiced in time, the white thread might become a black thread.

But once the best time for treatment is delayed, it is unknown how long it will take for him to recover.

Nangongqi's cunning light flashed across his black eyes, and he smiled, "Don't worry, Father will not do anything to Huangpu Nuoxi. Don't talk now, hurry up and heal your wounds. We will be there when you recover from your injuries." How about discussing this?"

Seeing his beloved Che'er hurt like this, his heart felt as if it was being pierced by a needle, it was so painful.

So he could only lie to temporarily appease Xuanyuan Che's emotions, and when he recovered from his wounds and came out again, the whole world changed.

At that time, the situation was already like that, so he could only accept it happily.

"Royal Father." Xuanyuan Che still felt something was wrong in his heart, looking at the kindness of Nangong Qixiao, he always felt that there was a cruel murder hidden behind this kindness.

"Okay!" Nangong Qi patted Xuanyuan Che's shoulder with a smile, his voice was low and gentle, "Che'er, you are so seriously injured, you must retreat quickly, or your martial power will be greatly damaged. By then Bai The silk will not turn into blue silk. And the yin energy is relatively heavy recently, which is more suitable for you to retreat and cultivate."

(End of this chapter)