Chapter 196 I am a citizen of Yan (1/2)

The moment that boundless, vibrant green energy poured into the earth, the churning black mist seemed to be scorched by holy light, emitting a piercing, silent shriek, and retreated in disarray.

The array's core, which was about to explode, was forcibly calmed down by a gentle yet irresistible force.

Ruan Tang had just breathed a sigh of relief when she caught a glimpse of An Sanchuan's disheveled figure out of the corner of her eye, as he scrambled and crawled towards the woods.

Trying to run away?

She scoffed inwardly, but her movements were swift and decisive.

Her fair fingertips brushed against her rosy lips, leaving a drop of crimson blood, and swiftly drew an intricate rune on her palm.

She made a feinting gesture in the direction An Sanchuan had fled.

"Certainly!"

A golden light shot out from her palm, as fast as lightning, and silently entered An Sanchuan's back.

An Sanchuan was flailing about in the snow, using both his hands and feet, when suddenly his body stiffened.

He was frozen in that comical forward-leaning posture, unable to move, not even his eyes could move an inch, only the terrified expression on his face was forever frozen in time.

He's finished.

This thought was the last bit of clarity in his mind.

Only then did the invisible barrier that had enveloped the surroundings and isolated all movement quietly dissipate.

The puppet scriptures and the puppet Afu appeared silently behind the two, like two stone sculptures peeled from the night.

Jing Ji walked expressionlessly to the pile of rubble, bent down, and picked up the large black cloth bag that An Sanchuan had left behind. The bronze and black jade inside the bag collided, producing a dull sound.

"Brother, let's go back first." Ruan Tang glanced around. The mountain wind was still howling, and the heavy snow would soon cover up everything here.

Yan Yu nodded, took a long stride, and walked to An Sanchuan, who was frozen in place.

Without any hesitation, he lifted the person from the snow with one hand, as if picking up a troublesome chick, and carried him on his shoulder effortlessly.

The puppet Afu stayed behind. It stretched out its cold metal fingers and gently wiped the snow, smoothing away the footprints left by the group until they were completely undetectable.

When the group returned to the Yan family courtyard, it was already three in the morning.

Once the door is closed, all the wind, snow, and cold air are shut out.

A muffled "bang" was heard.

An Sanchuan was casually thrown to the ground by Yan Yu, and the fall made him see stars, but his body remained in a stiff position due to the effect of the immobilization talisman, unable to move.

Little White had already jumped off Ruan Tang's shoulder. It circled An Sanchuan on the ground, walking with a disdainful pigeon-toed gait, and cautiously took a round.

Its little nose sniffed the air hard, and then its whole face scrunched up as if it had smelled some stinky socks that hadn't been washed in ages.

Squeak! Squeak!

Stinky! Ugh, this two-legged creature smells like a rotten mud puddle! Little master, throw him out right now!

It also stretched out its shiny mithril claws and waved them vigorously in An Sanchuan's direction, as if driving away some unseen dirt.

Yan Yu moved a chair from the corner and helped An Sanchuan sit down.

Ruan Tang moved closer, and her delicate brows furrowed.

An Sanchuan was in a very bad state. His face was ashen, his lips were blue, and his breathing was so weak that it was almost imperceptible. He exuded an aura of deathly despair.

She subconsciously reached out to check the other person's pulse, a habit she had developed after studying medicine with Ruomu.