He heard the bodyguard's notice that Jun Zhan was missing. His first thought was that Jun Zhan was here.
You see,
indeed.
Nanli was in a trance.
In fact, Nanli has not seen such a Jun Zhan for a long time.
Humble, embarrassed and vulnerable, it's like being mercilessly abandoned from the abyss, falling into the mud and covered with thorns.
When was the last time I saw Jun Zhan like this?
Nanli's trance thought,
oh
It was just when he picked up Jun Zhan from the bottom of the cliff. At that time, Jun Zhan was as embarrassed and black and blue as now.
But the only difference is,
At that time, Jun Zhan was still small, but his eyes were bright. When he grasped the clothes of the master of the divine doctor Valley, his eyes burst out with a strong desire for survival and a bone eating hatred. No one could beat his rare toughness. He was like a young lone wolf. Although he was young, he would never compromise, with his stubborn and wild strength.
Nanli was thinking,
Why is it that such a young child should almost live carefree, but he is so embarrassed and has a fierce hatred like a wild wolf in his eyes, which is shocking.
It should be a... Arrogant and fearless age.
Now,
The little wolf has grown up and no longer has to lick the wound alone. He can personally blade his enemies one by one and help more people live, but... The light in the bottom of Jun Zhan's eyes seems to disappear with the man's departure, and leave with the courage of life.
Nanli can no longer see the brilliance of junzhan's eyes, no longer
Nanli just felt a little uncomfortable. He stepped forward and silently looked at the figure who was silent like a sculpture. He lowered his eyes and whispered, "don't look, I can't save it. People died as early as three days ago."
And now on the bed is nothing but a cold corpse.
Jun Zhan said nothing and didn't answer. He stood there calmly.
Nanli glanced at Jun Zhan and saw that he was silent and calm like a statue fixed there. Nanli smiled low. The smile was more or less self mocking. It seemed that he didn't want Jun Zhan to speak, but said to himself: "You've been in a coma for three days. When you were rescued, you were almost out of breath. It looks like you're dead. Really, it's no different from a corpse."
Nanli hooked his lips, seemed to be laughing, and continued: "if the old man didn't know that something had happened to you, you would be dead now."
"When I rescued you, everyone was shocked. After all, almost all the injuries were on your own, and there were few wounds on the people you protected. But what? It was you who lived and she died." Nanli said, with a light and self mocking smile, like poking a poisoned knife into Jun Zhan's heart. I wish the hearts of the people in front were broken: "Do you think it's fate? Tut Tut, it's a pity that you almost lost your life and didn't save a living one."
Nan left to see Jun Zhan, as if he wanted to see something from the look under Jun Zhan's mask, but the only thing he saw was the dull and empty calm like a machine.
Nanli just couldn't bear to see Jun Zhan like this. His eyes were full of death. It was like standing alone on the edge of a steep and deep cliff. As long as he took another half step, he could fall into the endless abyss.