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C1528

"New Lord Priest?"

Gong Nanling and Jun Liuli were shocked at the same time.

Especially Gong Nanling. He had just met Ye Tian, how could he...

"Gong Nanling, I have already arranged everything. Bring Young Master Jun to the Pear City right now."

Ye Xiaochen didn't explain, he only ordered coldly.

"Go to the Pear City? What about Mengmeng? "

Gong Nanling's palms became cold. He did not dare to let go as he was afraid that the holy flower in his palm would disappear.

"Miss Lin is here, what are you worried about?"

Ye Xiaochen walked to the desk with his hands behind his back. He lowered his head and looked at the black lotus flower on the table.

Dark Lotus Shang, passed away.

Every Lord Priest of the Heavenly Fox will have his own Dark Lotus.

Flowers die with everyone.

Ye Xiaochen never thought that Ye Tian would set up such a big trap for him to die at the hands of Gong Nanling.

Did he do this to completely break up Gu Mengmeng and Gong Nanling?

"Young Master Gong, quickly leave …"

Jun Liuli, who was extremely weak, gradually brightened up. Hearing Ye Xiaochen's words, he became even more anxious.

Ding Pei's life was at stake, and the longer they delayed her, the more danger she would be in.

"Alright. Young Master Ye, could I trouble you to inform Little Aunt to accompany Mengmeng more. "

Gong Nanling looked at Ye Xiaochen, feeling uneasy.

"Yes."

Ye Xiaochen replied indifferently and sat down. His gaze never left Ye Tian until he finished drawing the Dark Lotus.

Gan Luo came over and personally supported Jun Liuli.

Half an hour later.

Lu Yiyao and Helan Xi received the news that Jun Liuli and Gong Nanling had left Weihai and were heading towards Pear City.

"Mr. Helan, have you seen through Lord Priest's move yet?"

Lu Yiyao sat in front of the round table and took a sip of the tea.

"Nope."

Helan Xi, who was pale, shook his head.

"Could it be that he already knew that his life wasn't going to end soon, so …"

Ye Tian's thoughts were too heavy. He had thought of everything that Lu Yiyao could think of, so he thought it through and formed a circle, but he couldn't make any sense out of it.

"I don't know."1

Helan Xi still gave him a negative answer.

He had only seen Ye Tian once after coming here for so long. Ye Tian didn't say anything to him, but just chatted with him for a while.

As for Ye Xiaochen, he didn't know if he was involved or not.

The pressure in the room was somewhat low.

There was no wind outside the window.

Helan Xi felt a bit stuffy. He clenched his fist and covered his mouth as he coughed softly.

"Cough …"

"Mr. Helan, do you want to call the doctor over?"

Lu Yiyao's eyes narrowed as he asked in concern.

Although the two of them were about the same age, Helan Xi was Lin Ange's elder after all. Logically, Helan Xi should call him 'Little Uncle'.

He called him 'Mr. Helan' because of his respect.

"I'm fine."

Helan Xi waved his hand.

Lu Yiyao poured him a cup of hot tea and spoke again.

"Mr. Helan, you still have to pay more attention to your body. "Not only An An, Miss Fang has always cared about you."

He wasn't a nosy person. It was just that two days ago, Lin Ange told him about Fang Qingchuan's current situation, and he felt the need to tell Helan Xi about it.

Fang Qingchuan was willing to sacrifice her life for Helan Xi.

"Why are you talking about her?"

Helan Xi took two sips of hot tea and stopped coughing. When Fang Qingchuan was mentioned, the tip of his heart constricted, and he was wracked with pain.

"She's sick. It's serious."

Lu Yiyao hesitated for a moment and told him the truth about Fang Qingchuan's recent situation.

"Serious? Didn't she already recover? "

Helan Xi's hand that was holding the teacup shook violently. The tea that he had yet to finish splashed out and burned the back of his hand.

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