The consequences of destroying his life and destroying his cultivation are more terrible than killing him.

Yan Ting took a long breath, looked at Xie Ningyan in shock, and asked slightly reproachfully: "What are you doing out here? Aren't you afraid of death?"

Xie Ningyan didn't care at all about Yan Ting's reproachful tone, and said: "I haven't known when I would die for so many years. I am no longer afraid."

Yan Ting was speechless. He really didn't know how Xie Ningyan had survived all these years. If he had been sick since childhood and lived in fear every moment, he would probably collapse.

"Great Elder, why don't you just kill him?" Yan Ting asked.

The Great Elder glanced at him and said calmly: "It's not necessary, and the college rules don't allow it. If everyone bullies you and wants to kill you, and I kill them for you, do you still need to practice in the past ten years?"

Yan Ting scratched the back of his head and said humbly: "You must practice to practice. After all, the competition within the academy is also very fierce."

The great elder glared at him, and Yan Ting was so frightened that he quickly shut up.

"Great Elder, why don't we start back to the academy now?" Yan Ting said.

"Okay." The great elder said simply. There is nothing much to do if you stay here. The rebuilding of Hanyue City can be left to the martial-level mercenary group.

"Yeah." Yan Ting turned to look at Xie Ningyan: "Let's go, Zhulu Academy should be able to cure your disease."

"Really?" Xie Ningyan couldn't believe her ears. After so many years, she still had no idea. Could this place called Zhulu Academy really cure her?

"Can you, try it and you will know. The medical skills of Zhulu Medical Sage are not comparable to those of the folk doctors." Yan Ting said with a smile.

Xie Ningyan smiled, nodded, and said, "I'll say goodbye to my father first!"

"Go ahead."

Xie Ningyan trotted up to Xie Huai, and Xie Huai's old hands touched her little face. Her face was full of reluctance, and her father's love was silent. Perhaps not speaking at this time was the greatest expectation and wish for each other.

"Ning Yan, don't give up on yourself. Even if you can't cure your disease, don't give up on yourself. You still have your father." Old Xie Huai burst into tears as he looked at the daughter he had raised with his own hands. At this moment, he was about to leave him and go there.

How could he rest assured that Zhulu Academy was thousands of miles away?

"Dad, I can do it. Don't worry, I will be back." Xie Ningyan also burst into tears. She had only been able to rely on her father since she was a child. Now that he is far away, she can only rely on herself. In the days without her father, she needs it even more.

Live well.

"Go, Ningyan, daddy will stay here to atone for your sins and will protect you." Xie Huai let go of his hand, waved to Xie Ningyan, and then turned away, unable to bear to look at his daughter again.

Xie Ningyan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and turned to leave.

The Great Elder waved his hand, and two spherical barriers surrounded the two of them. Then the barriers lifted into the sky, and they returned to Zhulu Academy with the Great Elder.

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