294: Tomb of an old friend

Initially, when Nan Qingyue entered, there were three of them.

But now that it was time to leave, only Nan Qingyue remained, and she was even more reluctant to leave alone.

"Little girl, stop talking nonsense. Isn't it more important to save your Master?" Mu Changan said with a dark expression, growing impatient.

Originally, Mu Changan wanted to find Li Changfeng, but Nan Qingyue was being hesitant and hadn't made a move.

Mu Changan was even more anxious; he wanted Li Changfeng to wake up as soon as possible so he could find out exactly where Baiyi Luo's tomb was.

"But!" Nan Qingyue lowered her head, her thoughts unclear.

Nan Qingyue was very conflicted at this moment, unsure of what to do.

However, Nan Qingyue had no other choice. To her, the best course of action now was to take her companions from Dongxiang Thirteenth Long Street out with her.

Nan Qingyue did not want to leave her companions behind.

"But what? Do you not want to save your Master? Think carefully; your Master's life is hanging by a thread, and there's no time to waste!" Mu Changan's face darkened, looking displeased.

"I've already said that your friends will be safe. As long as we leave Dongxiang Thirteenth Long Street, your friends will be fine."

"But if you continue to delay, I can't guarantee anything. I hope you don't waste any more time."

"My time is very precious."

Mu Changan's expression was grim; he had lost his patience.

If given the chance, Mu Changan was determined to learn the location of Baiyi Luo's tomb from Li Changfeng.

Of course, if Mu Changan wanted to know all this, the most important first step was to see Li Changfeng.

"No, Senior. Situ Jiu is a Disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, and I will not abandon a fellow Disciple. Moreover, Physician Chen has been kind to us, so I cannot give up on him either!" Nan Qingyue clenched her fists, a cold glint flashing in her bright eyes as she looked up.

At this moment, Nan Qingyue raised her head and stared fixedly at Mu Changan.

In truth, Nan Qingyue had already made her choice. Clenching her fists, she spoke her mind.

"Mu Changan, if you don't send the two of them out, don't even think about finding out where Baiyi Luo's tomb is."

"And you will never know."

A cold light burst from Nan Qingyue's eyes, and her words instantly ignited the fury in Mu Changan's heart.

Mu Changan's eyes turned red as his anger flared up.

Mu Changan's gaze sharpened as he glared at Nan Qingyue, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Powerful Evil Qi surged from Mu Changan's body. He was terrifying at this moment, making him almost impossible to approach.

The intense pressure made it difficult for Nan Qingyue to breathe. She took a sharp breath, trying to calm herself down.

However, Nan Qingyue only felt the sensation of suffocation growing heavier. She slowly opened her eyes.

She discovered that Mu Changan's hand was clamped directly around her neck, and his crimson eyes were truly terrifying.

"Are you threatening me?" Mu Changan asked with a dark expression, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Mu Changan's goal was Baiyi Luo's tomb, but if Nan Qingyue refused to speak, he would have no other way.

And to find Baiyi Luo's tomb, Mu Changan was capable of doing anything.

At this moment, Mu Changan reached out and tightly gripped Nan Qingyue's neck. If he were to suddenly apply force, Nan Qingyue would stop breathing.

Then, Nan Qingyue took a deep breath, using it as a way to steady herself.

After a long while.

Nan Qingyue coughed dryly several times, her face pale, looking as if she couldn't hold on much longer.

"Do you want to die?! If you don't talk, I'll kill you right now and let you die right here." Mu Changan said with a dark expression, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

The fury in Mu Changan's heart was instantly ignited. He clenched his fists and stared fixedly at Nan Qingyue.

Everything Mu Changan did was to find Baiyi Luo's tomb. If all his efforts ended up being in vain...

Mu Changan would find such a result unacceptable.

"Cough, cough, cough... let go of me first." Nan Qingyue's brow furrowed as she struggled to breathe.

If this continued any longer, Nan Qingyue feared she wouldn't be able to hold out.

Mu Changan's expression was grim, his brow furrowed. Seeing Nan Qingyue's state, he understood that she was indeed reaching her limit.

"Then tell me, and I'll let you go. Otherwise, your only path is death, do you understand?" Mu Changan said coldly.

Mu Changan breathed coldly into Nan Qingyue's face, doing so specifically to force out the location of Baiyi Luo's tomb.

However, Nan Qingyue didn't know at all, so she couldn't give the answer Mu Changan wanted.

Back then, after Baiyi Luo fell, it was Li Changfeng who buried her.

And only Li Changfeng knew the location of Baiyi Luo's tomb.

Nan Qingyue didn't know, but to save Li Changfeng, she had no choice but to act this way.

"Fine, I can take you there!" Nan Qingyue compromised, coughing several times.

At this moment, Nan Qingyue's complexion was poor. She took a sharp breath, her expression looking quite strained.

Upon hearing this, Mu Changan immediately regained his composure. He took a deep breath, and after a long while, he finally calmed down.

"Are you telling the truth? You're not lying to me, are you?" Mu Changan asked in a low voice, his face dark.

In truth, Mu Changan feared being deceived more than anything; he didn't want to be fooled like this.

After all, Mu Changan had always wanted to find Baiyi Luo's tomb, but he had received too much bad news in a row.

Because of this, Mu Changan was also feeling helpless.

"I'm about to die, why would I lie to you? Hurry up and let go, I don't want to die here!" Nan Qingyue said irritably, her face dark.

After hearing this.

Mu Changan finally breathed a sigh of relief. With a sudden burst of strength, he threw Nan Qingyue onto the ground.

Then, Mu Changan lowered his head and stared fixedly at Nan Qingyue.

"I advise you not to lie to me, otherwise, I will make you die a miserable death, do you understand?" Mu Changan snorted coldly.

"Fine, I know. Besides, I'm in your hands, so I wouldn't dare lie to you." Nan Qingyue said helplessly.

Now that Nan Qingyue's life was in someone else's hands and things had reached this point, was there any other way?

Besides, Nan Qingyue didn't want to die here; she still had more important things to do.