Chapter 1792: Finally Meeting (Part 5)
Under the void.
Bai Feng slowly opened his eyes, and in an instant, he saw a stunning face, so familiar.
So familiar that tears were about to fall.
"Xiao Qingqing, those bastards want to hurt Su Yi."
"Well," Feng Ruqing lowered his eyes, covering the coldness in his eyes, "I know everything, you don't have to worry, with us here, no one will hurt Su Yi, you are probably tired, sleep for a while, and when you wake up, everything will be fine..."
Bai Feng was indeed very tired, even though the power in his body was removed, he was still a little sleepy, he took a last look at Su Yi, and gradually closed his eyes.
...
Not far away.
Nan Fang spit out a mouthful of blood with a puff, his face was pale, and he almost fell from the sky.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with solemnity.
"Master, what happened?"
The elders of the Nan family saw Nan Fang spitting blood, their faces changed slightly, and they asked anxiously.
Nan Fang's face was gloomy, as if with a storm.
"The power I left in Bai Feng's brain was eliminated by someone, but I have found where Su Yi and the others are. They haven't left Nancheng yet, so we can chase them!"
After the voice fell, Nan Fang's body was like lightning, and he was not far away in an instant, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this, the other elders of the Nan family no longer hesitated and chased after him quickly...
...
At this time, Feng Ruqing had stood up and walked slowly towards the old man.
When she walked to the old man's side, she frowned: "This smell is indeed a bit unpleasant."
Hearing Feng Ruqing's words, Xia Xia raised her little head with a smug look on her face.
"See, my mother also said that his body stinks, and I am not the only one who thinks so."
Su Yi's expression became more and more solemn. She lowered her eyes and stared at the old man who was lying on the ground half dead working, and fell silent.
Why could Xia Xia and Qing'er smell it, but she didn't notice anything?
"Miss," Nan Luo bit her lip and stood up, "He is your aunt's father, my grandfather, please respect him a little bit, don't you think it's too much to despise an old man like this?"
Su Yi's face turned cold.
Nan Xian also turned his eyes to Nan Luo...
"Oh," Feng Ruqing responded casually, his eyes swept over Nan Luo, "Are you Su Yi's niece?"
"I..."
Nan Luo lowered her head, and before she could speak, Su Yi said coldly.
"No."
This sentence may have hurt Nan Luo a little, her head lowered even more, and the whole person looked a little pitiful and miserable.
It seems that my aunt hates my father too much, and even she, because of this relationship, is hated.
It doesn't matter.
After a long time in the future, my aunt will understand that she and my father are different after all.
Nan Luo slowly raised her head and smiled brightly: "Aunt is right. My father is just an adopted son after all. I am not her niece, but in my eyes, there is no difference between aunt and mother."
Nan Xian's handsome face became even colder, and even his whole body was filled with a strong chill. His eyes were cold and expressionless: "It seems that you have lived a very free and easy life in the Nan family. You have a daughter."
Su Yi: "..."
She glanced at Nan Luo with cold eyes, her tone was indifferent, but it was alienated.