Just now, he was overwhelmed with anger, but now that he thought about it, Nan Fang just said that someone had gone in to kill Qing'er, but it did not mean Qing'er would die in that person's hand.
He trusted his granddaughter.
All these years, so many storms had come to pass. Today would be no different.
Nan Fang looked up at Tianya. "Believe it or not, it is a fact that Feng Ruqing is dead. You can not help her even if you do not believe, after all..."
"Who did you just say was dead?"
Suddenly, an ethereal voice from nowhere spoke.
This voice was so familiar that the people present all froze. They could not help but look up.
Tianya stiffened, he turned his head blankly and immediately saw a familiar face.
Feng Ruqing smiled stunningly. She was followed by a man and a sword with a huge pot hovered around her.
In that instant, Suyi stopped moving.
Feng Lianqing also stopped fighting with the person in front of him.
