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He had already sneaked into the prince's residence to investigate, but found no trace of Yunran there.

The shadow guards who were dispersed to investigate various parts of the camp at the foot of the mountain had not yet sent back any news. Nangong Mo was concerned about Yun Ran's safety, so after leaving the prince's residence, he went into the mountain alone to look for Yun Ran.

There are endless unknown dangers lurking deep in the mountains in the dark night. Feng Xuan originally wanted to recall a few shadow guards to accompany him into the mountains, but Nangong Mo didn't want to waste time waiting.

He didn't even wait for Feng Xuan. He used his lightness skills to the extreme and entered the endless green mountains.

However, he didn't see Yunran's figure along the way.

Even though the glistening snow light dissipates the darkness of the night, the mountains are covered with dense forests, deep clouds and fog, so it is not easy to find someone.

Nangong Mo searched in the mountains for a long time, and the emotions he tried to control in his heart spread wildly like weeds.

Nangong Mo clenched his fists involuntarily and looked towards the vast night in the distance. The handsome face under the mask was as cold as frost.

As we walked further, deep in the mountain forest, the midnight wind whistled with an icy chill. When it blew through the dense bamboo forest, it was like a ghost crying, and the wind was whimpering.

There was a disturbing smell in the air.

Nangong Mohan narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze as sharp as a blade, and looked around. Suddenly, the night wind raised a red gauze, like a lustful spiritual butterfly fluttering in the wind.

Nangong Mo's gaze paused, and in the next moment, his figure flew towards Hongsha as fast as a ghost and held it in his hand.

The cold red gauze exudes a faint fragrance, so familiar.

"Yunran!"

Nangong Mo could barely suppress the trembling in his heart and moved forward quickly in the direction in which the red gauze flew.

Finally, under a thousand-year-old sycamore tree, Nangong Mo saw the girl lying quietly on the ground.

The white snow reflected her fiery red dress, and Ming Ye looked delicate and charming. However, she closed her eyes and lay there motionless, her face pale and almost transparent, as if she was asleep, or...

For a moment, Nangong Mo's heart seemed to stop beating, and a strange and unprecedented emotion lingered in his heart, which was fear, fear, and uneasiness.

"Yunran!"

Nangong Mo rushed forward, picked up the girl from the ground, gently held her in his arms, and then slowly stretched out his hand to explore the tip of her nose.

There was an uncontrollable trembling in the fingers, and they were even afraid of falling.

Yunran, don't worry...

Fortunately, he felt her breathing, although it was weak, it made him let out a long sigh of relief.

very nice! His girl didn't abandon him.

Nangong Mo quickly took off his coat, wrapped the girl's cold body tightly, carefully placed her in his arms with one hand, and placed his other hand on the back of her heart, continuously injecting true energy into her body.

Finally, there was a hint of warmth in the girl's cold body, and a faint blood gradually appeared on her face that was so pale that it made people feel distressed and panicked.

Nangong Mo retracted his hand, slowly caressed her cheek with his palm, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Yunran, I will take you home."

Tightening the coat around her body, Nangong Mo stood up slowly while holding her in his arms, and walked down the mountain through the vast wind and snow.

The night was endless and deep. Suddenly, the girl in his arms opened her eyes. However, those usually bright and twinkling starry eyes were now filled with endless emptiness and nothingness.

And she was holding a gleaming dagger in her hand, and she stabbed his heart hard without hesitation.