Gong Funan's roar resounded throughout the imperial capital. After that, regardless of his injuries or the call of his family, he picked up Xiao Ye and ran towards the academy.

"Wu Jian, please save Xiao Ye!"

As soon as he saw Wu Jian, Gong Funan knelt in front of Wu Jian with a thud with Xiaoye.

"Wow. As the saying goes, men have gold under their knees. Wouldn't I give you money if you do this?"

As soon as Wu Jian said that, he was rolled by Athena and others and even the Golden Saint. Doesn’t this person know how to look at the atmosphere?

Gong Funan gently placed Xiaoye next to him, kowtowed heavily to Wu Jian, and then he pressed his head to the ground and couldn't lift it up.

"What do you mean? If I don't promise you, I will keep kneeling here and hinder my business, right?"

"Wu Jian, please. You can definitely save Xiaoye, please!"

Gong Funan kept begging Wu Jian, and his head was knocking loudly. Muramasa Yuye wanted to speak for him, but he was stopped by Wu Jian before this.

"Why should I save her? This is your fault, but you still have to have conflicts with others without the ability."

"Then what do you want me to do!? Watch Xiaoye be humiliated!?" Gong Funan raised his head, and tears and snot came out.

"Ha? That's why you are stupid, and you don't even understand tolerance. Didn't Xiao Ye be released by him at that time? And he also gave you a certain amount of time. You could have put Xiao Ye on my side first, but you chose to vent your anger first. In your heart, you are always the most important thing. Xiao Ye's death is also because you were stupid. I reminded you before, but you still have the face to come to me?"

Wu Jian’s words puzzled Gong Funan. Is this really his fault? Wu Jian actually learned...

Gong Funan suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Wu Jian. After a while, he suddenly stood up and rushed over, grabbed Wu Jian's collar and said angrily: "You knew something might happen to Xiao Ye, right? You watched Xiao Ye die tragically but didn't take action...you..."

"Enough, if you offend me like this, I can't pretend that I didn't see it."

Qinglong grabbed Gong Funan's hand, and when he vomited his strength, Gong Funan was forced to let go. He swung it, and Gong Funan fell next to Xiaoye's body.

Gong Funan first lay on the ground blankly, then buried his head and cried. Regardless of whether what Wu Jian said was true or not, he really had a true love for Xiao Ye. The body of true love was right next to him, and he died because of him. How could he not cry?

"Woo... Xiaoye~~~If I hadn't met me, if I hadn't met me..."

Gong Funan cried in tears.

"I'm so good, I'm so sad that I cry, I'm going to die, wouldn't I just die? What a big deal..."

Wu Jian turned a blind eye and was ready to bear Gong Funan's saliva, but he was still crying - of course. Crying sadly does not mean that he has lost his mind. Even if he gets angry with Wu Jian, he is just suffering. Moreover, the sequelae of hard work makes him feel painful all over his body, so he just breathes a sigh of relief now.

"Damn, do you want to save her or bury her? I'm just giving me a message!" Wu Jian roared.

When Gong Funan, who was trapped in self-blame, heard this, he didn't know where the power came from. He jumped up from the ground and looked at Wu Jian hopefully: "Is Xiao Ye still saved?"

"...Are you really crying or fake crying?" Wu Jian looked at Gong Funan in a daze, and finally shook his head as if he gave up, saying, "A person is completely dead. In addition to being able to keep the body still while it is hot, she is a dead person."

"...No! There is a underworld in this world! Xiaoye's soul...just save her soul!"

After saying that, Gong Funan looked at Wu Jian excitedly, afraid that he would say something negative from him.

Wu Jian nodded and made him ecstatic and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood.

"Your injuries are too serious now, don't worry." Qinglong went up to check Gong Funan's condition.

"No need, save Xiaoye...cough...it's important...cough cough!"

"Give me some peace."

Under normal circumstances, he is not a match for Qinglong. Gong Funan can only let Qinglong manipulate him now. Anyway, he can't do anything now, so he can only rely on Wu Jian.

While he was healing, Wu Jian also stood up, took a few steps and turned his back to him and said, "Let me know, I am not your nanny, I didn't accidentally help you save people. This time, I made an exception when you let me watch a lot of good shows, and there is no next time. Moreover, you must save this in person."

"...you mean...let me go to the underworld?"

"That's right, but the underworld here is the same as those in Saint Seiya, and only dead people can enter."

Gong Funan was silent. Of course he understood Wu Jian’s meaning. After thinking for a while, he said: “If it’s the same as the Saint Seiya, then... I don’t even have the level of the seventh sense now. How can I understand the eighth sense?”

As soon as he finished speaking, a light appeared on Gong Funan's hand, and after it passed, a flower necklace was added on his wrist.

"This is......"

"This can protect your soul. When you heal, you can go to the underworld. But remember that this necklace cannot enhance your strength, and if you don't come back before the flowers have completely withered, you will stay there completely. By then, I won't care about you anymore."

"...I get it! I will definitely bring Xiaoye back!"

"That's your business."

Wu Jian waved his hand and Gong Funan fell into a coma. In Qinglong's opinion, his life was losing rapidly. However, this could not defeat him. It was no problem to have a life before Gong Funan's soul returned, and he could also help him heal.
Chapter completed!