Chapter 1278: Chapter 1278: Nangong Qianmo Came Back to Life!
“It’s moving, moving, moving!” Dongfang Jiao leapt up in fright, pointing to Nangong Qianmo’s fingers that slightly trembled on the bed.
At that moment, almost everyone saw this scene, and Nangong Cang dashed to the bedside. He braced himself with both hands beside Nangong Qianmo’s body, staring unblinkingly at her, as if trying to see more clearly, to see how his granddaughter, whom he thought he had lost, had e back to life.
Her long eyelashes quivered slightly over her eye sockets, like butterfly wings, and suddenly, a pair of eyes opened. The dark, bright pupils gently turned and saw the magnified, aged face so close to her own. The girl, just awakened, screamed in fright, her body involuntarily recoiling outwards.
“Ah!”
Nangong Cang too was caught off guard, never expecting that Nangong Qianmo would suddenly wake up, and upon seeing him, let out a scream. Despite being at the Heaven Rank, he was so frightened that his legs gave way, and he tumbled from the bed. Had Dongfang Lu not caught him, it was unclear just how embarrassingly he might have fallen.
The girl on the bed withdrew to the inside, her eyes clear as a deer’s, rolling around, looking utterly bewildered. Seeing this, a twinge of dread struck Beiting Huang. If the person he had rescued had suffered damage to her spirit and developed amnesia, then he would have mitted a terrible sin.
Nangong Qianxi had heard the motion and ran in. She saw her sister, who had previously lain lifeless on the bed, now like a small, clawed beast; her wary eyes scanned the people around. All her previous thoughts vanished in an instant, her heart only filled with pain for her sister.
“Qianmo, don’t you recognize us?” Nangong Qianxi dashed to the bed’s edge and embraced Nangong Qianmo, “I’m your sister, I’m your sister, this is grandfather, you haven’t forgotten, have you?”
Nangong Qianxi felt somewhat ashamed, reflecting on what she had just been thinking. Her sister was in such a state, yet she was still peting for their place in their leader’s heart. She hadn’t thought about how her sister had given her life for their leader.
Beiting Huang walked out from Yan Ye’s embrace, approached the bedside and looked down at the girl who was now looking back at her. After a moment of confusion in the girl’s eyes, they cleared up instantly. Beiting Huang smiled faintly, “Qianmo, who am I?”
Nangong Qianmo looked at this face for a long while, and it felt to her as though a gate had been opened in her mind, with countless memories flooding in, the figures before her gradually ing into focus. Finally, a scene appeared in her mind, stirring emotion in her face.
“Leader, I, I, I really want, really want to see, to see your face again…”
“Good girl, no more words now, I won’t let you die, I won’t, you hold on! Look! Look closely, the one who hurt you, I will make him pay a thousandfold, a million times over, I’ll make him regret ever ing into this world!”
Yes, this was the face. She remembered it too clearly. It was their leader’s. She had witnessed that person attacking their leader with a sword, and without a moment’s hesitation, she had thrown herself at their leader. How could she let her leader die right before her own eyes?
Yes, she died, but what was the situation now?
“Leader, did you die too? Who was that damned person who hurt you? Leader, how could you die?” Nangong Qianmo pushed Qianxi away and lunged toward Beiting Huang. The moment she grasped Beiting Huang’s arms, the warmth from her limbs sent a shiver through her entire body.
It was warm; didn’t they say that a dead person’s body is cold?
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