She could not accept it!
She could not accept the fact that she lost to Feng Ruqing!
A minx such as Feng Ruqing should not be alive!
"No!"
Seeing Nan Xian walking toward Zhenyang, Zhen Qing came to her senses and quickly rushed toward Feng Ruqing.
She knew she was no match for Nan Xian, so she had to buy some time for Gu Zhenyang to leave!
With a violent force, she fully vented her feelings with a violent outburst.
At that moment, her voice was no longer disguised. She sounded pale, husky, and low.
"Young Master Zhenyang, go, quick!"
Gu Zhenyang was stunned. He looked at Zhen Qing's resolute face and turned away, escaping into the sky.
Nan Xian did not bother with him. He landed in front of Feng Ruqing and pulled her into his arms.
He lightly tapped Zhen Qing's forehead with his fingers.
