Nangong Liuyun’s demonically magnificent lips that were as red as blood suddenly spread into a perfect smile — so incomparably alluring that it could charm all living things. Ling Feng could only look on as Nangong Liuyun laughed heartily: “Good! Very good! I knew that Luo girl would be fine…… *cough* *cough* *cough*……”
He loudly coughed then covered his chest, forcibly suppressing his roiling qi and blood before resolutely ordering. “Lead the way”
Ling Feng worriedly glanced at Nangong Liuyun’s wound and hesitatingly said. “Master, group eleven is currently escorting Miss Su here. Moreover, the remaining groups are on their way to meet up with group eleven. How about……”
Nangong Liuyun’s gaze turned malicious and blood-thirsty. His cold anger flared and a thick layer of ice encased Nangong Liuyun’s chiselled face. He dispassionately glared at Ling Feng. “Lead the way!”
“But……” Considering that his Highness had injured his internal organs by forcibly stopping the recovery process, he really should not be moving about. Besides, Miss Su has already been found and was on her way here… Ling Feng did not understand what the rush was.
Nangong Liuyun’s eyes exhibited a strong tyrannical air. From head to toe he was encased in a layer of frost that isolated him from the rest of the world.
He raised his sleeve. A critical palm strike lashed out and Ling Feng’s body abruptly flew backwards. By the time Ling Feng managed to come to a stop and crawl up to a kneeling position, a trail of fresh blood was flowing down from the corner of his mouth.
“Lead the way!” Nangong Liuyun’s body emitted an intense chill. Cold as ice, his entire person resembled a destructive, ruthless glacier.
Ling Feng covered the painful gash. He reluctantly but solemnly nodded before staggering up and heading forward, taking the lead