Beiqu Yuchen told the whole story in the main hall, and the gods present were all witnesses, and this matter would not affect the south.

Naturally, Dongle Shenshang will not be tolerated anymore, such a vicious disciple, that Yanxiu will definitely be expelled from the clouds.

Beiqu Yuchen and Dongle Huiyin together, drove Xingyun to take Nange Tianyue away.

The whole thing happened too suddenly, and many people in the temple were still in this accident and did not come to their senses.

Dongle Zhihua glanced at Nange Zichuan with some concern, who was silently on the side.

During the entire process of treating Nange and the Moon, Nange Zichuan has always remained silent.

However, I am afraid that in his heart, the river and the sea have been turned upside down, and there has been a storm......

Dongle Zhihua walked over gently, "Zichuan, are you okay?" ”

Hearing her voice, Nange Zichuan also came back to his senses.

“…… Nothing to ......"

Nange Zichuan really cared about Nange Qianyue, but Beiqu Yuchen's sudden words completely disturbed his calm mind.

Nange Zichuan also thought a lot, and he didn't believe what Beiqu Yuchen said.

The Tilting Moon will be for no reason, with Nange as his surname, if he wants to say that Nange Tilting Moon is not a member of the Nange family, he doesn't believe it.

When he looked at Nan Ge Tilting Moon, who had become an iceman, he was very flustered, that feeling had been experienced once, and he didn't want to do it again.

In his memory, there was a pain, a swamp of pain, which had completely deprived him of laughter, and it was a long time before he came out.

Although time has passed, he has been pressed in the bottom of his heart and never touches it, but just seeing the moon in jeopardy, at that moment, the fear and helplessness in his heart resurfaced and rose again.

Nan Ge poured into the moon, he already regarded her as a dear person, and her every move touched his heart.

He decided that Nange Tilting Moon was his sister, and he was, her brother.

Beiqu Yuchen suddenly said to him, "Nange Qianyue is not surnamed Nange, you are not her brother, and she is not your sister." ”

What he said, Nange Zichuan's intuition was that he didn't believe it, but Beiqu Yuchen would definitely not joke about this kind of thing related to Nange Tianyue's life.

…… You're not her brother...... Why did he say that?

But, even if Nange is not the moon, she doesn't have Nange's blood in her body, what can she do?

He still treats her as his sister.

His heart turned a tortuous detour, and finally found the direction that he had already identified in his heart.

Even if his blood can't be infused into her bloodline, he can still be a brother and do things.

Take care of her, comfort her, care for everything about her.

Nange Zichuan said to Dongle Zhihua: "I'm fine...... Just one thing missing, something that could be done for her. There's still a lot I can do, though. ”

Dongle Zhihua's eyes were stunned for a moment, and then, after only blinking his eyelashes, he melted, and Yun smiled lightly and said:

"Yes. There are some blood-tonifying elixirs that are good for her; When she wakes up, the food must be carefully chosen; There's so much more to do. ”

"Well, that's right, I'm going to go."

Nan Ge Zi Chuan nodded, his gentle eyes were full of care for Nan Ge Tianyue, and Dong Le Zhihua, who gently relieved him, turned around and left, but he didn't think to check the wound on her wrist.

When Dongle Zhihua lifted the pen and started writing documents again, his wrist hurt and he couldn't hold the pen.

Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, put the pen down, and checked it, the wound on her wrist was already bloodshot, and it had penetrated the gauze.

The red blood was a little dazzling, and the pain was a little unbearable.

Sure enough, a girl who is too sensible, doesn't anyone hurt?

She lowered her arm and stayed for a moment, deciding to go get some elixir to relieve the pain.

Dongle Zhihua walked out of the main hall with gentle steps, and in the long sleeves of her coat was a faintly painful wound, and her face was flat and waveless, and she couldn't see it at all.

When she went to the elixir immortal master, the pain in her wrist and the whole arm had been numb.

"Nangong Immortal Master, thank you."

Dongle Zhihua took the medicinal powder and thanked Nangong Cangyi, this immortal master whose beauty surpassed that of a woman was very gentle to people. She remembered that Nange was hanging the silk flower on his jade tree. She had always had an inquiring mind about him.

Xu is because Dongle Zhihua is also in Yunwaitian, a high-profile person, Nangong Cangyi also knows her, or thinks that she is more polite, and her thanks got an answer.

Nangong Cangyi: "You're welcome. Miss Dongle, how did you get hurt? ”

Dongle Zhihua didn't want to hide it, and she was a little curious, what kind of relationship did Nangong's Cangyi have with Nange Tilting the Moon?

She smiled, not deliberately evasive, and said euphemistically:

"It didn't hurt. It was today that my junior brother suddenly brought the injured Nange to the main hall. At that time, Tilting Moon lost too much blood, and my brother and I both transfused blood for her to cut the wound. ”

As she spoke, she looked at Nangong Cangyi calmly, taking in his every expression.

When Nangong Cangyi heard her mention Nange Tilting Moon, she paused her elixir prescription, and the pen in her hand stopped on the half-written medicine stick, and a drop of ink smeared and became an abrupt ink spot.

Nangong Cangyi realized that his pen had paused too long, he didn't say anything, just removed the stained medicine stick, replaced it, and wrote it again.

As he wrote, Dongle Zhihua kept looking at him, and he, never looking up, seemed to be unaware of her gaze.

Nangong Cangyi handed the written medicine sabs to Dongle Zhihua and explained a doctor's order.

"Miss Dongle, you just exported blood, and I added some blood-replenishing elixir. You take it together, and it will be fine soon. ”

Dongle Zhihua nodded, "Thank you, Immortal Master." I'm fine. It's just that I'm afraid of pain. It's really unproductive, and it makes you laugh. ”

Dongle Zhihua's thanks were sincere, but she couldn't help but be a little suspicious, Nangong Cangyi's concern for her might be because her wound was injured for Nange.

Nangong Cangyi smiled softly, "You are a little girl, it is not good to take care of yourself and leave a scar." Be careful not to touch the water. ”

Dongle Zhihua said the words of thanks again, no matter what, this was the gentlest word she had ever heard.

Dongle Zhihua said goodbye, she still has to boil medicine by herself, it's ironic to think about it, she usually takes care of others, but when it's her turn to take care of others, she finds that no one cares.

I usually have high requirements for myself and never show weakness to others, but now I have lost blood, my spiritual power has also decreased, and my mood has also decreased.

Controlling the clouds, the wrist can not be moved, only do low-altitude flight, slow down all the way, and have to greet many juniors and sisters on the road, still make a smile.

"Senior Sister Zhihua!"

"Senior sister, stop!"