The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

In the afternoon of that day, Xiu was nally going to be revived, but he did not let Shen Yanxiao watch the

whole process. He just had Shen Yanxiao place his body on the bed and then had her leave the room and

wait outside the door.

Shen Yanxiao stood nervously at the door and did not know where to put her pair of small hands.

“Why does he not want me to watch the process of his revival? Can it be that there is some danger in the

process? Can he handle it alone? Perhaps we had better wait for the Dragon God and elder brother Siyu

to come, for everything to be much safer?” Shen Yanxiao was extremely nervous and kept mumbling with

her small mouth.

Tang Nazhi, who stood to one side, speechlessly looked at his friend who had already become muddleheaded from anxiety; he pressed her wobbly little head.

“Little Xiao!”

“Ah?”

“Calm down.”

“……”

“Lord Xiu never does anything uncertain. You don’t have to be so nervous.” Tang Nazhi stared and spoke

seriously to Shen Yanxiao. He had never seen her being tense like this before. One could see how

important Xiu was in the eyes of this girl.

Even Shen Yanxiao could not avoid feeling in turmoil once things were related to herself.

“I am still worried.” Shen Yanxiao took a deep breath and lowered her head.

How could she not worry?

Xiu had slept for nearly ten thousand years, during which his soul was forcibly separated from his body

and was used in wicked experiments. For more than ten years, his soul and body had been separated,

and his soul had also been depleted. It was not until their trip to the merfolk’s hometown that his soul

was repaired. Shen Yanxiao was really worried about whether there would be any accident accompanying

Xiu’s revival; even if there was only a one-in-a-thousand chance of that happening, she would still not be

able to sleep.

“If there is no danger, why won’t he let me watch inside?” Shen Yanxiao bit her lower lip. She was not a

willful person. She just really cared for him too much, and could not help but worry.

“Lord Xiu naturally has his reasons for doing this, so you should worry less. Shortly, Lord Xiu will be

revived completely. At that time, you should think about how to meet Qi Xia and those guys. You can’t

forget your friends, little girl.” Seeing Shen Yanxiao being so fearful, Tang Nazhi cleverly diverted her

attention.

“Qi Xia and others should be back soon. If the Dragon God is fast enough, Yang Xi, Yan Yu and Xiao Wei

will be back before long.” Sure enough, Shen Yanxiao’s heart nally regained a trace of calm at the

mention of her several companions, with whom she shared trials and tribulations.

“When that time comes, we’ll have to get together.” Tang Nazhi said with a smile.

“That’s natural.”

As they spoke, a strong divine power broke out inside the room, and the doors behind Shen Yanxiao

began to tremble violently, dazzling light glowing from the slit of the door.

Tang Nazhi immediately picked up Shen Yanxiao and jumped away from the door.

The next second, a loud cry sounded and the door of the room was directly pounded by a powerful force.

A dazzling light enveloped the whole room, gradually covering the whole City Lord Residence.

From within that glaring light, a tall gure slowly walked out. He seemed to be treading on the light which

set o his elegant frame, making a person unable to shift their gaze away.

Shen Yanxiao stared at that gure surrounded by radiance, her nervous hands that held Tang Nazhi’s

wrist were trembling.

At this moment, she even stopped breathing.

“Little Xiao.” A familiar call came into Shen Yanxiao’s ears, and the handsome gure that emerged from

the light nally showed itself before Shen Yanxiao’s eyes.