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As soon as Jun Lanyue moved to the side, Lin Che's small figure lost balance and charged forward. Within the beautifully decorated room, a gust of wind suddenly blew past. Jun Lanyue pushed with his right hand and Lin Che heavily fell onto the ground.

The dagger clattered to the side, the shiny white blade was extremely dazzling. Lin Che's hair was a mess, his petite and frail body fell to the ground, his white clothes partially covering his snow-white skin that could be broken by the wind.

Jun Lin Yue turned his head. The guards on both sides hastily rushed in and escorted Lin Che to the ground. Jun Lanyue gestured for them to let go. The two of them had no choice but to release their hands and stand on both sides.

It was late autumn and cold. Even though the room was sealed, it was still rather cold. In addition to the fact that the door was open, a gust of cold wind blew over, causing Lin Che, who was sitting on the ground, to shudder.

"Lin Che, you are originally the daughter of the rebel army. The Marquis kindly took you in and you still repay him with kindness. Do you think you can kill the Black Tortoise?" One of the attendants couldn't help but curse.

Jun Lanyue waved his hand, signalling for him to shut up: "Che'er, your father passed you down to me before he passed away. I could have ignored him, but since you've come to the Great Yang, you should follow me well. You won't be able to live with others. "

"You killed my father and grandfather, they are the closest people to me in this world, can you afford to pay for it?" Saying up to here, she started to cry weakly.

Jun Lanyue closed his eyes, speechless. He called to his attendant and whispered something in his ear. The attendant quickly left. Jun Lin Yue then ordered another servant to lock the door behind him. The room immediately became warm, and there was no cold wind.

Not long later, a wet nurse stepped through the door and knelt on the ground.

"Go and pack her things. We'll head back to the Black Tortoise Mansion tonight." "There's no mistake!" Jun Lin flicked his sleeves and left the area.

Behind him, a middle-aged woman dressed in Lin Che's clothes said: "Miss, put on your clothes."

Although she was still crying, she obediently put on her clothes.

At night, the moon shone brightly and the autumn wind was slightly cold. The celebratory feast on the street had already ended. Only the people who were cleaning up the leftovers were left, silently listening to the clanging of the chopsticks.

They had already prepared a horse palanquin in front of the city gate tower, and were waiting for Jun Lin Yue to set off.

At this moment, another shadow flashed across the city gate tower.

Jun Lanyue was gently drinking a cup of tea, waiting for Lin Che to clean it up. In fact, as far as Jun Lin Yue was concerned, he was currently considering what Yun Dai'er had said. It was a tricky question. Although he wanted to adopt her, he had no legitimate reason to do so. Moreover, Lin Che was the daughter of a rebel.

Thinking of this, Jun Linyue also began to feel a sense of melancholy. In fact, he didn't really want to sell the girl, he just wanted to live the moment his father died. But that desire must not be for him. It must be for the daughter behind him who saw that she was in danger and could not be saved.

At that moment, Jun Linyue's feelings couldn't be described with words. It was also at that moment that he was thinking, what exactly is wrong with cultivating the profound? Why would the same mystical arts that he liked be destroyed by the Great Yang if placed with the Nether Sect, and why should he, himself, live in this world?

Or could it be that the Great Yang was simply deceiving them?

It was too late for Jun Lin Yue to think about these matters, because time did not allow him to think about them. After seeing that figure, Jun Linyue didn't pursue the matter of why Yun Dai'er had returned. Imagine that she had already fallen in love with him. Jun Lanyue suddenly laughed to himself. He didn't expect his charm to be enough to mesmerize thousands of girls …

Just then, the door of the palace hall was suddenly slammed open. A servant stumbled in, knelt on the ground, and said in panic: "Hou … Master Hou, not good, not good, Miss, she … She committed suicide! "

"What!?" Jun Lin Yue was startled by the clapping of the table. Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew past his attendants, and the doors on both sides of the table were slammed shut with a bang. Jun Linyue didn't expect that she would commit suicide, but based on his understanding of this little girl, it was impossible for her to have such courage.

When they reached his room, Lin Che was lying on the bed. Beside him was the middle-aged wet nurse who was hugging Lin Che and crying. Next to her was a white ribbon. As he cried, he said, "I'll leave for a while and you'll be fine. If you really lose your life, Master Hou will blame me, but I can't take it on myself …" "I still have more at home …"

Jun Linyue grew annoyed hearing that. "Everyone, get out of the way! What's going on?!"

One of the attendants answered, "Master Hou, when we entered, she fell on the beam and lost her breath …" Jun Lanyue sat on the bed and took out Lin Che's hand. Her hand was still warm, and there was a red mark on her neck. Jun Lanyue took her pulse, and a warm source of energy slowly entered Lin Che's body through his fingertips.

After a while, Jun Lin Yue started sweating profusely. None of them dared to utter a single word, fearing that they would disturb Jun Linyue. However, Lin Che did not seem to move at all.

At this moment, he walked in with the old city governor. "Master Hou, what's going on?"

"What about the doctor I told you to find?" Jun Lin was getting angrier and angrier.

The Old City Lord and the Old City Lord jumped in fright before hastily replying, "Reporting to the Marquis, the best man in the Old City is already on his way. Please calm down!"

"Humph!" Jun Linyue raised his voice and cursed, "When did I let you find a doctor? "Even now, you still haven't found her, what the hell are you doing!?"

The old City Lord immediately knelt down and said tremblingly, "Yes …" "Master Hou, the doctor has already rushed back. Before this, he …"

"You don't need to say anymore!" Jun Lanyue sighed, "You're all useless!" Finished speaking, he took Lin Che's hand and continued to use the force of his mystical technique to slowly channel power for her.

What Jun Lanyue found strange was that Lin Che's body did not reject this burst of mystical technique energy at all, and it was all slowly absorbing it. The more he thought about it, the more incredulous he felt. This showed that Lin Che was simply a prodigy in the profound. But the problem came again. If he couldn't protect her and let her live, then the mystery of the mystical arts would forever be unraveled.

As he thought of this, Jun Lin Yue became more and more anxious, and he continued to increase his endurance. Actually, to a profound practitioner, life could also be continued with the power of cultivation. However, this would only play a very small role; if one did not find an even more powerful life-saving method within a specific time frame, life could at most last be sustained for a few days.