239: remember

Zhang Wu suddenly seemed to have grasped at a straw, and he gasped.

After a long time, Zhang Wu finally calmed down, and he raised his head to look at Li Changfeng.

Boom!

Suddenly, a loud explosion erupted from the Gao Family.

Zhang Wu was blown away by a powerful shockwave.

Li Changfeng also raised his hand, shielding his eyes, peering through the thick clouds of dust.

How could Nan Qingyue leave Li Changfeng alone? After being sent out by Li Changfeng, she did not leave the Gao Family, but instead kept looking for an opportunity.

Nan Qingyue wanted to go back; at the very least, even if it meant death, she had to die together with her Master.

"Master, you must wait for me, I am coming back right now!" A cold glint erupted in Nan Qingyue's eyes.

Bang.

Nan Qingyue was tripped and fell heavily to the ground.

However, even so, Nan Qingyue did not care at all.

"Master, you will definitely be fine!"

"I will be there right away!"

"Master, you must wait for me!"

After a long while.

After rushing all the way, Nan Qingyue finally returned to the original place.

The purple mist and poison gas at the Gao Family residence seemed to have completely dispersed.

"Master!" Nan Qingyue called out tentatively, looking around, but she did not see anyone there.

The street was covered in bloodstains, and over twenty Mulan Manor disciples had all been killed.

There was no more vital blood left on those corpses, only piles of white bones; it seemed they had been corroded by the poison gas.

Nan Qingyue looked around; these people must be from Mulan Manor, and they had died here.

But there was no sign of her Master, which meant that her Master should be fine, but where could her Master be?

Her Master had said before that he was going to kill Zhang Chongfei.

But Zhang Chongfei was not in the Gao Family's warehouse, so could her Master have gone to the Gao Family's warehouse instead?

"Master!" Nan Qingyue called out again.

"Master, where are you!"

"Master!"

Nan Qingyue was extremely anxious, calling out within the Gao Family grounds.

But just after this voice rang out, a loud shout suddenly erupted on the street.

"Who! Who is there!" Mulan Manor disciples walked out one after another, looking towards the source of the sound.

Nan Qingyue's pupils constricted sharply; seeing this scene, she couldn't help but gasp.

Nan Qingyue had actually forgotten one thing: there were Mulan Manor disciples in this place. If she were discovered by these people, she would surely meet a tragic end.

Nan Qingyue reacted quickly. After spotting these Mulan Manor disciples, she hurriedly stepped away, not daring to be the slightest bit negligent.

"Where is anyone here! Did you see wrong, kid!"

"That can't be, I just saw someone here!"

"You must have seen wrong. Forget it, let's go."

The Mulan Manor disciples took a cursory look and then left directly; it seemed they did not take it seriously.

Nan Qingyue poked her head out, and after watching these Mulan Manor disciples leave, she let out a long sigh of relief; she was finally safe.

After a long while, Nan Qingyue stepped out once again; this time, she was even more careful.

Suddenly, Nan Qingyue's eyes lit up as she caught sight of a figure lying on the ground in the distance.

Nan Qingyue's pupils constricted sharply; she recognized that person!

"Master!" Nan Qingyue's eyes moistened, and she stepped forward, rushing straight towards Li Changfeng.

At this moment.

Nan Qingyue didn't care about anything anymore; even if she were discovered by Mulan Manor disciples, it wouldn't matter.

As long as she found what she was looking for, for Nan Qingyue, nothing else mattered—even if it meant dying together with her Master.

Nan Qingyue would be willing!

Boom!

Dust clouds spread from Li Changfeng's body, and just at this moment, a man stood in front of Li Changfeng.

Seeing this mysterious person appear, Nan Qingyue immediately drew her Sword.

At this moment, Nan Qingyue's face was grim, a cold glint erupted in her eyes, and her gaze focused as she stared fixedly at the man.

Now, a person had suddenly appeared in the Gao Family, which made Nan Qingyue very uneasy.

"Who are you?" Nan Qingyue immediately asked vigilantly, holding her jade Sword.

If this person was here to take her Master away, then there would be no choice but to fight to the death!

Her Master must absolutely not be taken away by anyone, absolutely not!

A cold glint erupted in Nan Qingyue's eyes as she stared fixedly at the man.

"Who are you? Why are you staring at me so coldly?" The man smiled and spoke coldly.

"Get away from my Master! Don't touch him!" Nan Qingyue had a serious expression, holding her Sword, her whole body filled with Evil Qi.

At this moment, Nan Qingyue was perhaps ready to strike; as long as the man moved even slightly, the Sword in her hand would strike out without hesitation.

For Nan Qingyue, protecting her Master would be the only thing she needed to do.

"Put away your Sword; your Sword cannot kill me." The man sneered, not taking Nan Qingyue seriously at all.

After all, Nan Qingyue's strength was far too weak, and the man did not want to make a move against such a person.

"Damn it! How would you know without trying!" Nan Qingyue shouted, stepping forward with her Sword in hand.

In the air, the Sword hummed, erupting with a cold glint.

Nan Qingyue had thought a great battle was imminent, but just at this moment, the man did not say much more and prepared to turn and leave.

"You can go on fighting the air; I'm leaving first." The man smiled, looking quite calm.

In fact, the man's appearance here was just a coincidence.

However, there were things the man didn't need to say, and he didn't want to explain either.

"You're just leaving like this!" Nan Qingyue became even more vigilant; the man before her was far too strange.

At this moment, Nan Qingyue narrowed her eyes and looked carefully, examining him thoroughly.

The man wore a white robe with a large character for "Gambling" printed on the back, his long hair tied up casually, and he was toying with dice in his hand.

With his long hair fluttering, the man had an air of detachment.

"Did you kill these Black-robed Men?" Nan Qingyue raised her head and asked again.

"No need to thank me." The man in the white robe waved his hand, his steps not stopping. "That Daoist priest had poison gas attacking his heart and was originally not long for this world, but fortunately, he met me. I sealed his Qi vortex and dispersed the poison gas in his body; as long as he does not use Qi within seven days, he will be fine."

After hearing this, Nan Qingyue finally realized that this person had saved her Master!

She had almost attacked him just a moment ago; this was truly embarrassing.

If she had really attacked her Master's savior, what would she have done?

"Senior, may I ask your name?" Nan Qingyue hurriedly stepped forward, chasing after the man's departing back.

"No need to know who I am; we will meet again in the future." The white-robed man stepped lightly and instantly disappeared from sight.

The man's movements were very fast, and by the time Nan Qingyue raised her head, the person was already gone.

It was just like a wisp of white mist, vanishing into thin air.