Time will tell that everything he said is true.
Regret and annoyance, it will be too late by then, what Dayu City did to him will be deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone here.
Suddenly, Ye Qianning saw a familiar figure.
The figure was carried on someone's back, walked very quickly, and disappeared into the crowd in a blink of an eye.
Ye Qianning quickly chased after him with a stern face.
"Miss?"
Du Yi saw from a distance that his young lady disappeared in a flash, and hurriedly chased after her.
Ye Qianning turned a street and found the person in front of him. She didn't feel the murderous intent, so she took her breath away and quietly followed behind.
Qinggong flew across the city, and their direction was towards Xianhai Tower.
only…
When he was about to approach Xianhai Tower, the other party seemed to have noticed something, and flew towards the street below, landing quickly and hiding in the alley.
Ye Qianning followed all the way and also recognized who was carrying Sang Zhi, and flew into the alley.
The moment she landed, a gust of wind came quickly.
Ye Qianning bent down to avoid the sharp arrow, and stepped back a few meters on tiptoe.
The middle-aged man on the other side was amazed when he saw Ye Qianning's face clearly, and he was also surprised in his heart. It seemed that he was so good at such a young age.
Ye Qianning swept across the middle-aged man, and landed on Sang Zhi not far behind him.
Sang Zhi closed his eyes tightly, his face was pale, and he looked extremely weak.
The breathing seemed to be very stable, and there should be no danger to her life, so she felt a little relieved.
The middle-aged man blocked Ye Qianning's sight and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
Ye Qianning pondered for a while, with a smile on his face, and his voice was crisp: "Uncle Dachun."
Dachun was taken aback, staring at the beautiful woman in front of him, turned his head several times, but couldn't remember it, and immediately became vigilant: "Who the **** are you, and why do you recognize me?"
"Uncle Dachun, I'm Fat Tuan."
"..."
Dachun was taken aback again, and looked her up and down from top to bottom, which had nothing to do with being fat.
"Ye Qianning."
Dachun's face was suddenly stunned, and his eyes were even more unbelievable: "You... are Ye Qianning?"
The little fat man back then?
"it's me."
Ye Qianning was also quite surprised.
In the past, almost everyone only remembered her as Fat Tuan. If it was said that she might not recognize her original name, she never expected that Uncle Da Chun would remember her original name so deeply.
"Are you really Ye Qianning?" Dachun still couldn't believe it.
"Replace if fake."
"Miss."
Du Yi chased after him.
Dachun recognized Du Yi, and his eyes swept over Du Yi, staring at Ye Qianning in shock and amazement, and put away the long sword in his hand.
"You...how have you changed."
"I grew up."
Dachun was very excited. She never expected that the fat baby would grow up to be so slim and beautiful. Their eldest daughter was the number one beauty in Beili back then, and this girl in front of her was even better than the eldest daughter.
"Uncle Dachun, why did you bring Sang Zhi into the city?" Ye Qianning asked.
Dachun thought of Sang Zhilai, turned around and walked over to help him up: "It's a long story, first find a doctor to show the Eighth Prince, his breath is extremely unstable."
"Let's go, let's go to Xianhai Tower first."
Dachun nodded.
—
Room on the fourth floor of Xianhai Building.
Sang Zhi lay quietly on the bed, his face was as pale as paper, and he clasped his hands tightly.
There were no obvious scars on his body, his internal force fluctuated greatly, and a breath kept flowing in his body.
