Fan Min looked at him, his expression gentle at that moment, "Watch how your father handles this?"
Han Xiwen was startled. This was the first time he had referred to himself as his father.
Fan Min looked up at Xue Jingyun and said, "Crown Prince of Xue, take this."
Saying so, he moved quickly towards Xue Jingyun.
Fan Min was not Han Xiwen. This time, Xue Jingyun met the attack with full force.
"Miss Ning..."
Xue Zining heard someone call her. She looked down and saw Liu'er hiding behind a tree not far away, calling to her.
She floated over and saw not only Liu'er but also Wen Yuxi.
"You've all come?" Xue Zining was a little surprised.
"Silly girl." Wen Yuxi reached out as if to touch her, but his hand passed through her soul.
Wen Yuxi was startled. She smiled, "Wen Yuxi is happy to see you."
"Warmth, how do we send her back into her body?" Wen Yuxi turned to ask Wen Nuan.
Wen Nuan said in a low voice, "It will require the combined strength of several people."
"Alright, let's begin. Liu'er, you stand guard to prevent anyone from disturbing us," Wen Yuxi said.
Liu'er nodded solemnly, "Young Master Wen, please rest assured. Liu'er guarantees with her life that no one will disturb you."
Wen Yuxi and the others took Xue Zining to a secluded spot and began to circulate their energy. Before that, Wen Yuxi transmitted a message with his internal energy.
"Warmth and I, along with others, will send Xue Zining back into her body. You try your best to stall Fan Min."
"Alright." Xue Jingyun replied with just this one word.
Wen Yuxi knew this sentence represented Xue Jingyun's resolve.
A beam of light enveloped Xue Zining, warm and comforting, and then carried her towards her body, accelerating like a falling star.
"Xiwen, don't let her return to her body," Fan Min also noticed the anomaly and shouted.
Han Xiwen looked up and saw a white light enveloping something and heading towards Xue Zining's corpse.
He frowned and, without hesitation, rose to block the white light.
His palm wind shot towards the white light, scattering it and revealing a faint phantom within.
"Han Xiwen." Xue Zining looked at him, calling out his name word by word.
Han Xiwen trembled all over, and the palm energy he had gathered weakened considerably.
"Don't you want to save your mother? Xin'er died for you," Fan Min yelled angrily.
Han Xiwen's gaze flickered slightly, and he said, "I'm sorry."
His palm energy moved towards her phantom, "A Ning, dodge."
Xue Jingyun turned to block for her, but Fan Min sneered, "Crown Prince of Xue, your opponent is this old man."
How could he allow Xue Jingyun to intervene and save her?
"A Ning..." Xue Jingyun ignored the palm strike from Fan Min that was already approaching and moved towards Xue Zining.
Before the palm strike could reach her, he opened his arms and embraced her.
She was merely a phantom, and he was embracing only himself as he passed through her soul.
She felt the immense impact of two palm strikes landing on his back.
Blood began to seep from the corners of his mouth.
"Yan Zhao..." she couldn't help but cry out.
He smiled, revealing a smile, "A Ning, this time I can protect you."
"Yan Zhao, you're a fool," she couldn't help but shout.
He smiled, the blood from his lips flowing down, landing on her soul. She felt it burning hot, scorching her heart.
Seeing this, Fan Min's gaze turned fierce. He poured all his strength into an attack towards Xue Jingyun, saying sinisterly, "Die!"
"Yan Zhao, move aside, move aside..." she shouted loudly.
He smiled and did not move, "A Ning, no one can hurt you anymore."
"Yan Zhao..."
"A Ning, I love you..."
His eyes dimmed. Xue Zining shook her head, "No, no..."
"No..." she called out from the bottom of her heart.
Why, why did it have to be like this every time? Heavens, you are unfair, so unfair.
Fan Min's palm strike was already upon them. Xue Zining reached out and passed through it. Although she was a phantom soul, at this moment, she surprisingly became corporeal.
Fan Min was shocked. At this very moment, his palm struck him.
He flew backward, more in disbelief than anything else. How could a soul become corporeal?
At this time, in mid-air, Xue Zining was slowly becoming solid. She held Xue Jingyun and slowly descended.
At this moment, Wen Yuxi and the others also arrived. He quickly flew to catch the two of them.
"Yan Zhao, see how he is?" Xue Zining's eyes were red.
Wen Yuxi checked Xue Jingyun's pulse while saying, "Don't worry, he'll be fine."
"How is it?" Xue Zining asked urgently.
Wen Yuxi said, "Although his condition is weak, his life is not in danger."
Xue Zining was completely relieved. She was so afraid, so afraid that he would leave her, just like before.
"Xue Zining, you... what happened to you?" Wen Yuxi was incredibly surprised, looking at the corporeal Xue Zining.
Xue Zining shook her head, "I don't know either." At that moment, she only had one thought: to never let anyone harm Yan Zhao. Then, this conviction penetrated her soul, gathered into a light that enveloped her soul, and finally transformed into a corporeal form.
Fan Min got up again. Wen Yuxi stood up and said, "I will deal with Fan Min. Warmth, you send her back into her body."
"Yes,楼主," Wen Nuan replied.
Wen Yuxi stepped forward and stood in front of Fan Min.
Fan Min looked at Wen Yuxi and sneered, "Since when has Qianjin Tower become involved?"
Wen Yuxi smiled, "I am naturally unrestrained and act on impulse. If I like something, I'll interfere. If I dislike it, I'll destroy it."
With that, he attacked Fan Min.
Fan Min moved to resist.
Meanwhile, Wen Nuan went to retrieve Xue Zining's corpse, but Han Xiwen would not allow it.
Wen Nuan didn't want to waste time and said in a low voice, "Wen Ling, come out and play with this person."
A figure blocked Han Xiwen, grinning, "Play with me, won't you?"
From afar, Xue Zining looked at Wen Ling and inexplicably felt a chill down her spine. She clearly didn't recognize this Wen Ling.
Wen Yuxi couldn't help but complain when he saw Wen Ling appear, "Warmth, why did you call this brainless fellow?"
Wen Nuan replied, "楼主, this is called making the best use of everything."
With Han Xiwen occupied by Wen Ling, Wen Nuan easily brought Xue Zining's corpse over.
As soon as he put down the corpse, Wen Nuan's expression suddenly changed. He snapped at Xue Zining, who was about to touch the corpse, "Don't move."
Xue Zining was stunned. She saw Wen Nuan quickly take out a dagger and cut off his right index finger. Blood instantly splashed out.
It splattered all over Xue Zining's face.
"Warmth..." Wen Yu, who was beside him, was dumbfounded.
Wen Nuan endured the pain and said, "It's poisoned."
Xue Zining looked at Wen Nuan's severed finger, which had turned black and was emitting black smoke.
"What... what is this?" Xue Zining was shocked.
Fan Min laughed heartily, "That is the poison I administered. Anyone who touches it will die."
Wen Nuan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she was decisive, or she would have met the same fate.
Wen Yuxi's gaze turned cold, "Fan Min, you deserve to die."
Fan Min smiled, "Many people want me dead. It's not just the楼主 of Qianjin Tower."