Chapter 441 Saving the Poor Little...
In the God Realm, the atmosphere also became a little serious.
Sister Tiandao looked at Mo Yan aside, with disgust in her eyes.
I thought he could be calm and composed, but I didn’t expect him to be so nervous.
Sister Tiandao glanced at Mo Yan's clenched fist. She felt that if it were tighter, it would probably bleed.
Nan Jia didn't know why she was sad because of Mo Yan's actions. She only knew that she didn't want Mo Yan to die for her.
Nan Jia's voice was hoarse, and she said to Qiu Shengsheng: "I'll kill Mo Xiangyang instead."
"Okay"
In the God Realm, Mo Yan's mouth softened Slowly rising, there is unhideable joy deep in the eyes.
It’s time for Nanjia’s experience to end and I can see her.
...
As soon as he finished speaking, a golden arrow shot straight towards Mo Xiangyang and passed through his chest.
Mo Xiangyang fell to the ground and looked at Nan Jia with wide eyes.
Mo Xiangyang coughed up a mouthful of black blood. He was unwilling to do so!
Why did you still die by yourself? Why can Nan Jia still be with Mo Yan?
Mo Xiangyang didn't have time to think about this. He had turned into dust and dissipated in the air, and everything had returned to normal.
Mo Yan quickly ran to Nan Jia and helped Nan Jia up. Mo Yan looked at Nan Jia nervously: "Nan Nan, are you okay? I will send you to the hospital immediately."
Nan Jia stared at Mo Yan and burst into tears.
The treasures that I have worked so hard to praise for so many years were all found by me from all over the world. Some of them were found from mountains of knives and seas of fire, and they were just gone! All the effort was lost in just one sentence.
Mo Yan panicked instantly: "Nannan, don't cry, what's wrong? Just talk to me."
Unexpectedly, Nanjia cried even harder.
Mo Yan didn’t care anymore. He took out his cell phone and dialed 120 in a hurry.
Nanjia’s wound was still bleeding, and he couldn’t wait any longer.
Looking at Nan Jia who kept crying, Mo Yan said quickly: "Nan Nan, stop crying. You'll stretch your wounds if you move."
Oh, there are still wounds. Nanjia sobbed and said to Qiu Shengsheng: "I have spent so much, can you give me a gift? Can you heal my wound?"
Looking at the really miserable Nanjia, Survivor could only agree.
Nan Jia tugged on Mo Yan's arm and said, "No need to call an ambulance. I'm fine. The wound has healed."
Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, and he stretched out his hand. After touching Nan Jia's wound lightly, it really healed.
"Then let's go home"
"Okay"
Nanjia, who was lying in the co-pilot dozing off, had already entered the spiritual space.
Looking at the empty space, Nanjia almost burst into tears again.
Suddenly, Nanjia saw the little cloth bag, which was the little cloth bag he had when he was a mermaid.
This little cloth bag contains all the pearls that the mermaid Nanjia cried out.
Nanjia opened the small cloth bag expectantly, but it was empty.
Not even a scrap!
Nan Jia curled her lips back, feeling very sad.
Golden Phoenix walked towards Nan Jia at this time. It lowered its head and admitted its mistake in shame: "Nan Nan, I'm sorry, it was all my fault. I didn't help, and I was used by Mo Xiangyang."< br>
Looking at Jin Qiaoda, a light of relief suddenly flashed in Nanjia's eyes.
Nanjia touched Golden Phoenix with her hand, and she quickly persuaded her: "Don't feel guilty, you are very powerful. And you played a huge role in me killing Mo Xiangyang."
Phoenix raised his head, no Looking at Nanjia with confidence: "Really?"
Nanjia reached out and patted Phoenix on the head, and she responded: "Yes."
The survivalist stared at the 'innocent' Phoenix, and it rolled its eyes.
This idiot, the only thing left in Nanjia is this golden thing.
Nanjia's words were just to comfort it, to keep it from being depressed and not to hurt its gorgeous feathers!
(End of this chapter)