Chapter 225 Xinxia
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 hurts you so that I can better heal you."
At this time, a soft and gentle voice came from the tent.
Mo Fan was looking around the tent camp when he suddenly froze at the sound. A flash of longing and joy flashed across his eyes.
Mo Fan walked quickly towards the tent. Suddenly, a hand was placed on his shoulder, causing him to stop.
Mo Fan looked back, a hint of confusion in his eyes. "Why are you stopping me?"
"I know you're anxious, but I'm telling you not to be anxious."
"She should be treating the wounded right now. You'll only disturb her if you go in now."
Ye Feiyang said lightly.
"knew."
Hearing this, Mo Fan nodded and stood beside the tent like a guard.
Seeing this, Ye Feiyang nodded secretly and walked into the tent under Mo Fan's shocked gaze.
"Focus on the treatment. I'll help you alleviate the pain he's feeling."
As Ye Feiyang spoke, a light pink ripple appeared in his hand.
"The person inside must be Ye Xinxia, right?"
Jiang Shaoxu looked at Mu Ningxue beside him and asked.
"The only person who could make Mo Fan feel this way must be Ye Xinxia."
Mu Ningxue nodded.
Ye Feiyang only mentioned Ye Xinxia's name to Jiang Shaoxu without giving her any further introduction. Jiang Shaoxu had never been to Bo City in those three years, so her understanding of Ye Xinxia was limited to what Ye Feiyang told her and what she learned from Mu Ningxue.
Because Mu Ningxue and Xinxia were very good friends, Ye Feiyang talked more with Mu Ningxue, such as telling her that Ye Xinxia was actually his biological sister. After all, he was afraid that caring too much about Xinxia would make Mu Ningxue feel uncomfortable.
A woman may be able to accept sharing a man with other strange women, but she cannot tolerate sharing him with her best friend.
If Mu Ningxue and Xinxia were very familiar with each other, and Jiang Shaoxu had some understanding of her, then Mu Nujiao was completely unfamiliar. It could be said that this was the first time she had heard this name.
"Ye Xinxia? Also surnamed Ye?"
Mu Nujiao murmured softly, a hint of doubt and thought in her eyes.
"She is Feiyang's sister, her biological sister."
Mu Ningxue said calmly.
Upon hearing this, Mu Nujiao and Jiang Shaoxu both showed a hint of understanding on their faces.
Nan Rongni happened to hear everything Mu Ningxue said.
Nan Rongni looked at the tent with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
The woman in the tent was Ye Xinxia.
At this moment, Ye Xinxia's pretty face was filled with seriousness. Her hands glowed with an emerald green light, emitting a rich breath of life. She placed her hands on the bleeding wound, and the blood quickly congealed into a scar, even with the faintest traces of granulation tissue growing out.
After the wound was healed, Xinxia let out a sigh of relief. Looking at Ye Feiyang beside her, her face showed five parts joy, two parts confusion, and three parts bewilderment. "Brother, weren't you participating in the National Government 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, saying with a smile.
Xinxia narrowed her eyes slightly, a hint of enjoyment showing on her face, and she rubbed her head cooperatively.
Then Xinxia seemed to remember something. She slowly opened her eyes and said with a hint of surprise, "Doesn't that mean Brother Mo Fan?"
"Ouch!"
Xinxia cried out in pain.
"I'm still your brother."
Ye Feiyang reached out and tapped Xinxia's head lightly, pretending to be dissatisfied.
"Of course not."
Xinxia shook her head.
"Xinxia and I grew up together. The bond between us is evident to all!"
Mo Fan walked in with a smug look on his face.
Hearing Mo Fan's shameless words, Xinxia's pretty face flushed slightly and she lowered her head.
Seeing this, Ye Feiyang not only did not show any dissatisfaction on his face, but instead smiled.
Looking at the strange smile on Ye Feiyang's face, Mo Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad feeling.
Suddenly I felt a chill on my back, and a big hand suddenly appeared on my shoulder.
"Boy, want to talk?"
A cold voice reached Mo Fan's ears.
Mo Fan turned his head back a little bit, and saw a man with a cold face following him.
"I guess not."
Mo Fan's momentum instantly weakened, and he cast a look at Ye Feiyang that begged for help.
"Brother Norman, stop teasing him."
Ye Feiyang said with a smile.
"Brother Norman?"
Hearing Ye Feiyang addressing the man behind him, Mo Fan showed a hint of confusion on his face.
"This is my father's adopted son."
Ye Feiyang began to introduce.
"It turns out to be my uncle."
Mo Fan patted his chest and blurted out subconsciously.
As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the tent instantly became silent and solemn.
The smile on Ye Feiyang's face faded, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous look flashed in his eyes.
At this moment, Xinxia's blush spread from her face to her ears, and she acted like an ostrich.
After Mo Fan finished speaking, he realized what was happening and quickly covered his mouth and shrank back.
"Mo Fan, let's talk."
Ye Feiyang stood up and walked over to Mo Fan, pulling him outside. Norman followed silently behind.
Seeing Ye Feiyang and Mo Fan walking out of the tent with a strange man behind them, Ai Jiangtu and the others showed a hint of confusion on their faces, but no one stepped forward.
Because they saw that Ye Feiyang's face was as cold as ice, and Mo Fan was like a frost-bitten eggplant.
It was obvious that Mo Fan had offended Ye Feiyang in some unknown way.
"Do you know who is in the tent?"
Zhao Manyan approached Jiang Shaoxu and asked.
They were clearly fine before, and the two of them only stayed in the tent for a short while before coming out like this. So Zhao Manyan was sure that the two of them became like this because of the people in the tent.
Thinking of this, Zhao Manyan walked towards the tent, wanting to see who was inside.
Looking at Zhao Manyan's actions, everyone's eyes showed a hint of anticipation.
In fact, it wasn't just Zhao Manyan who thought this way. Everyone was smart enough to guess it.
"No entry!"
Zhao Manyan was stopped as soon as he approached the tent. The person who stopped Zhao Manyan was a handsome blond young man wearing silver-white armor.
"This is the Silver Moon Knight of Parthenon. Who is this person?"
Nan Rongni looked at the armor on the man, a hint of inquiry in his eyes, and thought secretly in his heart.
"What kind of status does Ye Feiyang's sister hold in the Parthenon?"
Thinking of this, a hint of heat flashed in Nan Rongni's eyes.