Nan Xian held Feng Ruqing in his arms tightly.
Qing Zhu felt that even the temperature in the sky had dropped quite a bit.
"Qing'er will not die."
He wanted the person, even the king of hell did not dare to stop him!
The man carried Feng Ruqing, turned around, and walked out of Wu Shang City.
Some people were not afraid of death and had rushed up to block Nan Xian.
"This woman meddles with other people's business. She dug her own grave. Who allowed you to..."
Leave?
Before the enemy could finish his words, fierce scorching flames suddenly surged out around Nan Xian and burnt all the people who blocked his way.
The crowd froze.
Nan Xian paused and turned around to Xiao Ya behind him. "Take her with you. I won't let the person Qing'er try to protect die here!"
Nan Xian's sudden appearance gave Xiao Ya hope.
'If the Ninth Emperor is dead…
