Chapter 1720 This Is Not a Dream

Xiaozhu's words were even more hurtful: "I tell you, if she wants to die, let's help her! Don't be so worried every day and have to be buried with him when he's dying!"

Xiaomei was so frightened that she quickly came over and covered her mouth: "My aunt, can you stop talking nonsense? If someone with bad intentions hears this, we will also be implicated!

Not enough trouble? If you continue to be so stupid, God knows what trouble you will cause! I won't let go unless you promise me not to talk nonsense again! "

Xiaozhu blinked to indicate that he would stop talking nonsense, and Xiaomei let go of his hand. Xiaozhu immediately covered his neck and breathed in the fresh air:

"Sister Mei, you were so cruel, I almost strangled you to death! Look, how can I see anyone with such a big mark?"

Xiaomei warned the sisters in a low voice: "Everyone, please be more careful! This master is not easy to get along with now. Let's work harder. When we return to the clan, Fairy Yuling will naturally be responsible."

The other three women could only nodded in resignation and began to clean the room. Even if you are dissatisfied, you still have to work. It would be an even greater sin if Gao Yuhua came over and found them slacking off.

Fang Yang hid outside the room and saw everything that happened. He heard every word and every word, and his originally cold heart became extremely passionate again:

"I knew An Qi wouldn't do that to me! It turns out she just didn't want me to get involved with the Demon Spirit Tribe! I was the one who wrongly blamed her!"

I happened to see Xiaozhu pushing Li Anqi's body aside so hard that he almost hit the wall while changing the sheets.

Seeing this scene, Fang Yang couldn't help but flew into a rage and rushed in without even thinking. Before the four little maids could figure out what happened, they were knocked unconscious by Fang Yang.

Fang Yang rushed directly to An Gong, mobilized the power of Feng Shui to nourish and repair her body, and said softly:

"An Qi, don't be afraid. With me by your side, no one can hurt you! No one can!"

As if she heard Fang Yang's words, the frowning An Qi in a coma gradually relaxed, and a faint smile appeared on her face.

With the power of Feng Shui, Li Anqi's body recovered very quickly. It's just that she wasn't in good spirits, so she didn't wake up.

Fang Yang made sure that Li Anqi's body was fine, and then stopped delivering the power of Feng Shui. One hand hugged Li Anqi, and the other hand woke Xiaomei up: "Do you recognize me?"

Xiaomei raised her eyes, lowered her head immediately, and replied with a trembling voice: "I know... I know you."

Fang Yang said: "It's good to know each other. Take all your companions out for me. No one needs to disturb us here! Do you understand?"

"Yes, I will take them away right now." Xiaomei has met Fang Yang twice, and she usually hears the conversations of her tribe, so of course she knows how powerful Fang Yang is.

He hugged the other three little girls into the yard as quickly as possible, then saluted Fang Yang and closed the door.

Fang Yang looked down at Li Anqi, who was sleeping in his arms, with gentler eyes: "Anqi, sleep peacefully, I will be here with you."

Fang Yang hugged Li Anqi in the room. Xiaomei outside, without caring about her companions, found Gao Yuhua in a hurry: "Master! Something bad happened, Fang Yang is back again!"

Gao Yuhua was thinking hard about how to change Li Anqi's mind and make her willingly work for the Demon Spirit Clan.

Now when I heard Xiaomei say that Fang Yang had left and come back again, I couldn't help but be shocked: "Fang Yang is back again? Where is he now?!"

Xiaomei replied breathlessly: "In...in the saint's room. Kicked us all out and didn't let anyone disturb us."

Without saying a word, Gao Yuhua immediately rushed to Li Anqi's room. As soon as she stepped onto the steps, Fang Yang had already sensed it.

As soon as Gao Yuhua put his hand on the door, Fang Yang's voice came faintly: "I said, no one is allowed to disturb! No matter who it is!

If you dare to open the door, open it with your left hand and chop your left hand. Open with the right hand and chop the right hand. Which leg to step on, which leg to cut off! If you don't believe it, try it. "

There is only a wooden door between Gao Yuhua and Fang Yang. As long as they open the door, they can see each other. But Gao Yuhua pressed his hand on the door and did not dare to take any further action!

Behind Gao Yuhua, there were many Gao family elites including Gao Changqing. No one expected that Gao Yuhua, who had always been arrogant, would be intimidated by Fang Yang! And it’s still at home!

Gao Yuhua, who was standing on the steps, felt like needles were pressing against his back. He could neither advance nor retreat, and had completely lost the initiative.

If Fang Yang was in the room when he first came to Meng Gong, Gao Yuhua would have called in directly, and there would be nothing to worry about.

But now Fang Yang and Gao Yuhua have no chance of winning against each other. But he couldn't make it too obvious. He rolled his eyes, took the idea into consideration, and said loudly to the door:

"Everyone here is a guest. After all, I can't force my way into the saint's room here. What's the matter? Why don't we sit down and talk slowly?"

Fang Yang said coldly: "Of course we have to talk slowly. I will have a good talk with you about the injustice An Qi suffered in your clan!"

Gao Yuhua's heart trembled, and he forced out a smile: "Fang Yang, where did you start talking about this? It seems that since you left and come back, we have nothing to apologize to you, right?"

Fang Yang didn't want to say more: "If you think so, I have nothing to say. When An Qi wakes up, she will tell me the ins and outs of the matter. There is a score, and we are not afraid to settle it!"

Gao Yuhua's expression changed continuously. He never expected that things would develop to this point.

If Li Anqi was asked to tell her what happened to the demon spirit clan... Based on Gao Yuhua's understanding of Fang Yang, he would definitely dare to bloodbath the Gao family!

Quietly retreating outside the courtyard, Gao Yuhua said to Gao Changqing: "Immediately call all the tribesmen here to prepare for the battle. Notify the great elder that Fang Yang already knows about the saint, and ask Fairy Yuling to quickly provide support!"

"Yes, Patriarch, I'll do it right away." After Gao Changqing finished speaking, he turned around and left quickly. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, no one would believe that a nearly 100-year-old man could run so fast!

Soon, tribesmen gathered here one after another. Seeing more and more tribesmen around him, Gao Yuhua felt slightly relaxed.

Even if these people had no impact on Fang Yang, at least they had an absolute advantage on the scene.

Fortunately, Li Anqi didn't know whether she was too seriously injured or too exhausted. She slept for nearly seven hours before finally twisting her body in Fang Yang's arms and opening her eyes.

Drowsily, Li Anqi was stunned for a moment when she saw Fang Yang holding her with a gentle face. A layer of mist gradually rose up in her eyes, and she murmured to herself:

"I'm dreaming again. Why do you treat me so well only when you're in a dream? I really don't want to wake up, for fear of losing you again..."

The string in Fang Yang's heart was gently plucked. He tightened his arms holding Li Anqi and kissed her hair: "Silly girl, this is not a dream, it is true. I am back again."

Li Anqi looked at Fang Yang stupidly and asked uncertainly: "Is it true? Are you really Fang Yang?!"

Fang Yang reached out and grabbed Li Anqi's cold little hand and put it on his chest: "Do you feel it?"