The thought that Jun Wu Xie was going to be reprimanded by Nangong Lie excited Guan Hu and the others, and they immediately followed.
Although Zheng Weilong felt that Jun Wu Xie's attitude was too indifferent, she was not going to say anything in front of the people from the five cities. She could only follow after Jun Wu Xie earnestly.
In the room in the backyard, Nangong Lie was sitting on the soft couch, his handsome face was bloodless, even his lips were extremely pale. It seemed that the whole person was very wan and sallow.
The doctors, who came with the army, was standing next to Nangong Lie. Several of them took turns to diagnose the pulse for Nangong Lie. They have changed the medicine many times but Nangong Lie still looked the same with no improvements.
"Master Nangong, this is stasis of qi and blood, and you still need a lot of cultivation." An old man with white hair looked respectfully at Nangong Lie and said in a deep voice.
