Quick Travel: Dream Hunt

Ting He took a breath and said, "Nantang Qing said that seeing this token is like seeing him in person. He is already deeply poisoned and will die if he is not treated. Don't worry about who I am. Just know that I am the one who can save him. Why waste so much time? Go and make the medicine quickly."

However, the people lying on the ground looked at each other in bewilderment, then continued to step back, looked at Ting He with vicious eyes, and sneered:

"A spy is a spy. You came into this tent without anyone noticing. I'm afraid you want to harm the Regent. Now that you've been caught red-handed, you're still lying. We, the soldiers, will definitely not let you harm the Regent in the slightest."

Ting He frowned and looked among the soldiers for a moment, then opened his lips and said:

"You keep saying that I'm a spy, but you're unwilling to send people to make medicine for Nan Tang Qing. It turns out that you are deliberately delaying time to let Nan Tang Qing's poison spread. Tell me, who are you? Did you poison Nan Tang Qing?"

Ting He's face showed a strange look. She took out the Panlong Stick from the space and caught the people on the ground off guard, making them even more injured. Then she used the Truth Talisman and interrogated them against every second. She didn't want to waste time on entanglement because Nan Tang Qing's body was almost unable to hold on, and she didn't have that much time to entangle with others.

After a while, Ting He killed the soldiers on the ground. Looking at the bloodstains in the tent, she came to Nan Tang Qing calmly and whispered:

"You are really hateful. You have the aura of a protagonist, but you were hurt like this by a few natives. I tried so hard but couldn't kill you. You were poisoned by them and have not many days left to live. It's really puzzling. But now that I'm here, I will definitely save you. Those people were sent by the Third Prince and the Ninth Prince, and the general is the emperor's man. They all have different orders, but they have only one purpose, which is to use the truth about your mother's death to contain you. When you come to this border, they will find a way to make it so that you can never go back and have no chance of competing for the throne. Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are really hateful."

Having said this, Ting He frowned again, his whole body radiating a chill, and continued softly:

"Huguo Temple, what a Huguo Temple, it has become a lackey of the superiors of the Duan Dynasty. Now that I am here, I will definitely save you before I kill Nan Tangdu. The general also said that he had heard the emperor and a man in black talking secretly, saying that some treasure of the imperial concubine was enshrined in the Huguo Temple. I think that when there are no clues, the Huguo Temple is the best clue. Even I can't understand your poison, and there is really no way to detoxify it. I really don't know what to do. If you can hear me talking, please stand up and tell me what I should do."

This tiny sound, like a mosquito, made Nan Tangqing, who was lying on the bed exhausted, react a little. He seemed to have used up all his strength to open his eyes. When he saw Tinghe's peaceful face, he suddenly felt full of energy. He opened his dry and torn lips and murmured:

"Am I dreaming? How can I still see the little girl beside me? Ahem, it seems that I am really at the end of my rope and am finally getting my last breath..."

After saying that, Nan Tang Qing closed his eyes again, feeling that his vitality was drained away in an instant. Ting He quickly fed him another repair pill and said in surprise:

"Wake up, Nan Tangqing. I'm Lin Tinghe. Please get up and look at me. Don't fall asleep. If you fall asleep, you will never wake up again. By the way, you are poisoned and I can't save you for the time being. I don't know what to do. The generals and soldiers around you are all sent by your enemies. Do you know how to cure your poison?"

Ting He was talking in a burst of words. Just as she was about to tell him about the Imperial Concubine and the Huguo Temple, Nan Tang Qing smiled slightly, reached out his hand, stroked her cheek, and whispered a few words:

"He'er, we'll see each other again..."

As soon as the words fell, Nan Tangqing lost his breath in Ting He's words, and his wrist gently slid down Ting He's cheek...

It was the first time that Ting He directly felt someone smiling at her tenderly one second, and then curling his lips and closing his eyes with regret the next second, losing his breath. Suddenly, she stood there in a daze with tears streaming down her face, watching Nan Tang Qing's hand slipping away for a long time without saying a word. After a while, she reached out her hand to touch her face belatedly, and murmured:

"Why am I crying? Nan Tang Qing died? He died in front of me. Didn't he have the aura of a protagonist and couldn't die? Why was he poisoned to death so easily? What's going on? Why is this world so crazy?"

Ting He was still standing there in a daze, not knowing what to do. Suddenly, a circle of red light flashed on the system screen of System Lao Liu. After reading the message anxiously, it shouted at Ting He in shock:

"Host, hurry up and chew up the black blood Ganoderma lucidum and feed it to Nan Tang Qing. His protagonist's aura and luck are all spreading to other places. It seems that he is still in Duan Dynasty. When his aura and luck are all gone, the world will collapse directly. This black blood Ganoderma lucidum can save his life. It can bring him back to life and temporarily keep his soul in his body."

Ting He nodded in bewilderment and said, "Oh, he's not the target of the mission, so he's dead. Have you forgotten how precious the black blood Ganoderma lucidum is? Didn't you say it's a magical medicine from the world of immortal cultivation? Nan Tangqing and I are not familiar with each other, so I wouldn't spend so much money on someone who is not the target of the mission."

As she said this, Ting He wiped the tears from her face and was about to stand up and leave the tent.

System Lao Liu looked at the screen flashing red, then looked at Ting He who looked indifferent, and said with gritted teeth:

"Host, please don't be so willful. If Nan Tangqing dies, the world will collapse. Not only will I be finished, but you will also die with a broken soul. Do you really want to watch him die without helping him?"

Ting He pursed his lips and thought for a while before saying, "I'm tired of playing in so many worlds. Anyway, my soul has never been well. If it's broken, it's broken. It will be over in a blink of an eye. Why bother about the process?"

Seeing that Ting He, who was always greedy for money, was not moved at all, System Lao Liu looked at the constantly overflowing luck and aura and could not help but grit his teeth and said:

"Okay, as long as the host saves people and completes the mission in this world, you can take whatever you want in the next world. No money is required. I will give you free access to everything you have permission to use in my system mall. Is that okay with you?"

Ting He then smiled and praised, "Deal. Thank you for your expense. Saving people is my unshirkable responsibility. From now on, I will hit wherever you point. Saving Nan Tang Qing is urgent. Shall we start now?"

System Lao Liu simply couldn't bear to see Ting He's current lackey-like appearance, and sighed and said:

"Quickly chew up the black blood Ganoderma lucidum and feed it to him, and use the spiritual spring water to bring him back to life. Trap his soul inside his body and keep it in your cultivation space. Then we can track down Duan Chao based on the direction of the loss of luck and take back all the luck he has lost. Otherwise, when all the luck disappears, the whole world will collapse and we will cease to exist."