But there was nothing.
Each joint was also very soft.
"Wuwuwu... Ying'er is fine..." Jing Xiuyun cried with joy and actually started to shed tears.
Everyone else also breathed a sigh of relief.
The mournful atmosphere was wiped away.
"I need to get her to someone who can save her within two days."
Said Ningxue Sword.
"Is it far? How long will it take you to get there at your pace?" Fang Che asked urgently.
Since Zhao Ying'er was not dead, Ningxue Sword's "you" naturally changed from a sarcastic tone to a respectful one with Fang Che.
Though it's the same word, the change in tone was so evident.
This made Ningxue Sword roll his eyes.
Damn, how realistic.
"At full speed, three hours."
Said Ningxue Sword.
"In that case, no rush!"
Fang Che said, "We must ensure Steward Zhao's efforts are realized, take revenge, and then treat our wounds with peace of mind. We'll first storm the Ning Family Mansion!"
Everyone was stunned.
So anxious?
