Versatile Mage’s Companion True Dragon

Nan Rongni looked at the complex patterns printed on the golden tent with a hint of surprise and yearning in his eyes.

"I will help you relieve the pain, but please calm down and tell me what made you hurt, so that I can better heal you."

At this time, a soft and gentle voice came from the tent.

Mo Fan looked around the tent camp and suddenly stiffened when he heard the sound. A flash of longing and joy flashed in his eyes.

Mo Fan quickly walked towards the tent. Suddenly a hand was placed on Mo Fan's shoulder, causing Mo Fan to stop walking.

Mo Fan looked back, with a hint of doubt and confusion in his eyes, "Why are you stopping me?"

"I know you are in a hurry, but I tell you not to be in a hurry yet."

"She should be treating the wounded now. If you go in now, you will only disturb her."

Ye Feiyang said lightly.

"understood."

Hearing this, Mo Fan nodded and stood next to the tent like a guard.

Seeing this, Ye Feiyang nodded secretly and walked into the tent under Mo Fan's shocked eyes.

"Concentrate on the treatment and I will help you relieve the pain he feels."

As Ye Feiyang spoke, a touch of light pink ripples appeared in his hand.

"The person inside must be Ye Xinxia."

Jiang Shaoxu looked at Mu Ningxue beside him and asked.

"The person who can make Mo Fan feel like this is Ye Xinxia."

Mu Ningxue nodded.

Ye Feiyang only mentioned the name Ye Xinxia to Jiang Shaoxu without introducing it too much. Jiang Shaoxu had never been to Bo City in the past three years, so his understanding of Ye Xinxia was limited to what Ye Feiyang told her. , and what she learned from Mu Ningxue.

And because Mu Ningxue and Xinxia were very good friends, Ye Feiyang talked more to Mu Ningxue. For example, he told Mu Ningxue that Ye Xinxia was actually his biological sister. After all, he was afraid of being too fond of Xinxia. Concern would make Mu Ningxue feel uncomfortable.

A woman may be able to tolerate sharing a man with other strange women, but she cannot tolerate sharing it with her good sisters.

If Mu Ningxue and Xinxia are very familiar and Jiang Shaoxu knows them somewhat, then Mu Nujiao is a stranger. It can be said that this is the first time she has heard this name.

"Ye Xinxia? Also named Ye?"

Mu Nujiao murmured in a low voice. There was a trace of doubt and thinking in his eyes.

"She is Feiyang's younger sister, my biological sister."

Mu Ningxue said calmly.

Hearing this, Mu Nujiao and Jiang Shaoxu both had a look of understanding on their faces.

Mu Ningxue's words happened to be heard by Nanrong Ni.

Nanrong Ni looked at the tent with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

The woman in the tent is Ye Xinxia.

At this moment, Ye Xinxia's pretty face was full of seriousness, her hands glowed with emerald green light, and the light exuded a strong breath of life. Putting his hand on the bleeding wound, the blood from the wound quickly condensed into a scar, and even the slightest trace of granulation sprouted.

After the wound was treated, a look of relief appeared on Xinxia's face and she breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Ye Feiyang next to him, his face showed 50% joy, 20% confusion, and 30% confusion. "Brother, didn't you go to participate in the national competition? Why are you here?"

"Because our training mission this time is in this city!"

Ye Feiyang reached out and rubbed Xinxia's little head and said with a smile.

Xinxia's eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of enjoyment on her face, and she rubbed her head in cooperation.

Then Xinxia seemed to remember something. Xinxia slowly opened her eyes and said with a bit of surprise, "Doesn't that mean Brother Mo Fan?"

"Ouch!"

Xinxia cried out in pain.

"I'm still here, your brother."

Ye Feiyang reached out and tapped Xinxia's head gently, pretending to be dissatisfied.

"of course not."

Xinxia shook her head.

"Xinxia and I grew up together, and the bond between the two of us is truly remarkable!"

Mo Fan walked in with a proud look on his face.

After hearing Mo Fan's shameless remarks, Xinxia's pretty face turned red and she lowered her head.

When Ye Feiyang saw this, instead of showing any dissatisfaction on his face, he showed a smile.

Seeing the strange smile on Ye Feiyang's face, Mo Fan felt a little bit in his heart and had a vague feeling of bad premonition.

Suddenly I felt a chill on my back, and a big hand suddenly appeared on my shoulder.

"Boy, let's talk?"

A cold voice came into Mo Fan's ears.

Mo Fan twisted his head back little by little. He looked at a man with a cold face following him directly.

"It's better not to."

Mo Fan's momentum instantly weakened. At the same time, he cast a look at Ye Feiyang asking for help.

"Brother Norman, stop teasing him."

Ye Feiyang said with a smile.

"Brother Norman?"

Listening to Ye Feiyang's address to the man behind him, Mo Fan showed a trace of doubt on his face.

"This is my father's adopted son."

Ye Feiyang introduced.

"It turns out to be my uncle."

Mo Fan patted his chest and blurted out subconsciously.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the tent instantly became silent and solemn.

The smile on Ye Feiyang's face faded, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a dangerous look in his eyes.

At this moment, Xinxia's blush spread directly from her face to her ears, acting like an ostrich.

After Mo Fan finished speaking, he also reacted and quickly covered his mouth. Shrinking.

"Mo Fan, let's have a chat."

Ye Feiyang stood up and walked to Mo Fan's side, pulling Mo Fan towards the outside. Norman followed silently.

Looking at Ye Feiyang and Mo Fan, a strange man came out of the tent behind them. Ai Jiangtu and others showed a trace of doubt on their faces, but no one came forward.

Because they saw that Ye Feiyang's face was as frosty as ice, while Mo Fan looked like an eggplant beaten by frost.

Obviously, Mo Fan didn't know where he provoked Ye Feiyang.

"Do you know who is in the tent?"

Zhao Manyan approached Jiang Shaoxu and asked.

It was obviously fine before, but the two of them only came into the tent for a while and came out like this. Therefore, Zhao Manyan can be sure that the two people became like this because of the people in the tent.

Thinking of this, Zhao Manyan walked towards the tent, wanting to see who was in the tent.

Looking at Zhao Manyan's actions, everyone's eyes showed a trace of expectation.

In fact, not only Zhao Manyan thinks so, but everyone is not stupid and can guess it.

"No Entry!"

Zhao Manyan was stopped as soon as he approached the tent. The person who stopped Zhao Manyan was a blond young man with a handsome face wearing silver-white armor.

"This is the Silver Moon Knight of Parthenon. Who is here?"

Nanrong Ni looked at the armor on the man's body, with a look of probingness in his eyes, and thought secretly in his heart.

"What status should Ye Feiyang's sister have in Parthenon?"

Thinking of this, Nanrong Ni's eyes couldn't help flashing with passion.

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