Nangong Yan ran all the way on his horse. He was in a panic. Although he knew that Ji Qingxue had Xuanwei around him and that her martial arts were not weak, he was still very worried.
Ah Xue, you must wait for me to come back unharmed. It's my fault. I shouldn't have left you.
When Nangong Yan hurried back to King Rui's house, he saw several corpses lying in front of the house. His heart suddenly sank and his face was pale.
When he entered the palace, he saw the bodies of bodyguards everywhere. He was more and more afraid that there would be the last person he wanted to see in the body.
The sound of fighting came from the direction of the star picking Pavilion. Nangong Yan Ran to the star picking Pavilion immediately after using his lightness skill. He used the fastest speed in his life. Ah Xue must be fine.
Up to now, Ji Qingxue has been a little exhausted, and there are fewer people in this group. They all died because of excessive blood loss.
The martial arts of these killers are not top-notch, but their vitality is really tenacious. Most of them are fighting with Ji Qingxue with blood holes all over their bodies. They really don't stop until they reach their goal.
Rong Sheng gasped and said helplessly, "these people are immortal Xiaoqiang. I, I can't stand it."
Just when the man in black's knife was about to cut Ji Qingxue, Nangong Yan suddenly flew and kicked the man out for a long time.
Ji Qingxue looked at him and whispered, "you're back."
Nangong Yan held her hand and said "well". He didn't look back. His eyes looked around vigilantly: "ah Xue, are you hurt? Looking for snow?"
Ji Qingxue's soft voice sounded behind him: "their martial arts can't hurt me. I asked yun'er to take him away. I'm fine, but these people don't feel tired or painful no matter how they fight, so I feel a little tired."
Nangong Yan said in a deep voice, "then I'm relieved. These are undead people made by my father and emperor with living people's test medicine."
Ji Qingxue was slightly surprised: "your father? Did he develop it successfully?"
"I don't know. I just heard you say that these people don't know pain or fatigue. I'm afraid their father's research is not far from success."
Ji Qingxue behind him suddenly stopped talking. Nangong Yan's voice suddenly sounded, "ah Xue, can you talk to me now?"
"Hmm?" Ji Qingxue found that the palms of the two people were full of sweat. "How did you come back?"
"Riding a horse." the more this time, Nangong Yan was reluctant to say more. God knows how afraid he would be late and how afraid he would lose her. Only her voice can calm him down,
Ji Qingxue can imagine Nangong Yan galloping back all the way. She pressed heavily in his palm: "fool, am I not good?"
"Yeah." luckily you're okay.
Nangong Yan suddenly turned and looked at her: "ah Xue, stay here. I have to clean up the people over there."
Ji Qingxue nodded heavily, "then you should be careful."
Nangong Yan couldn't help smiling and said, "ah Xue, don't worry, they can't live today."
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Ji Qingxue thought, well, I don't seem to mean that.
Nangong Yan walked slowly towards those people in black, and the red light in his eyes seemed to be absent. At the moment, his killing intention soared in his chest. Oh, these people are really damn.
"Don't know the pain, won't you feel tired?" Nangong Yan showed a bloodthirsty smile at the corner of his mouth, slowly pulled out the black iron fan from his waist, "looking for death."
Nangong Yan's black iron fan is the top of the weapon spectrum. It cuts iron like mud and is extremely sharp. When he goes down, the people in front of him are directly cut off by blocking the waist. The Xuanwei guards tremble when they see their master's fierce playing method.
The black iron fan is dripping blood, and Nangong Yan's eyes are more evil and crazy. "Since I don't feel anything, I'll just let you head somewhere else. I don't believe you can get up from the ground."
After seeing Nangong Yan's move, Rongsheng quietly retreated to the second line. Before long, there were broken arm heads everywhere in the yard of the star picking Pavilion. The look of Rongsheng was cold.
"Little Shifu, brother Nangong is really......" Rong Sheng frowned, as if he wanted to find a suitable word to describe him, "different response."
To be honest, if he hadn't seen a lot of corpses or stumps as a doctor, this scene would have made him spit out the overnight meal.
Ji Qingxue couldn't stop shivering at the beginning, but no matter what he became, he was Nangong Yan and the father of her child. She promised that she wouldn't shrink back no matter what he was.
For Nangong Yan like this, Ji Qingxue is not so afraid as he hasn't adapted to him.
Nangong Yan has made the best demonstration for Xuanwei. It wasn't long before they worked together to solve the remaining people.
They are all tired and panting. They are hurt all over. It must be that the black iron fan of Nangong Yan has been fed with blood today.
After Nangong Yan solved the gang, he immediately ran to Ji Qingxue. When he was only one step away from Ji Qingxue, he suddenly stopped.
"Ah Xue, I killed all those people." Nangong Yan was covered with blood at the moment, and even his face was covered with sporadic blood, which looked extraordinarily seeping.
This is the first time he has killed Chu Xun since he revealed his identity. This is the real nangongyan. He kills with no mercy.
Since you want to do it, you have to let you never turn over, so that the wild fire will not burn out and the spring wind will blow again.
Ah Xue should hate me now. A trace of gloom flashed in Nangong Yan's eyes. After his killing, no one in the whole harmless Pavilion dared to approach him within three feet.
Nangong Yan thought like this. A pair of cold hands suddenly wiped gently on his face. Nangong Yan widened his eyes, which seemed unbelievable. He only heard Ji Qingxue exhale in his ear like LAN: "there's a lot of blood on your face. Don't move. I'll wipe it for you."
Ji Qingxue wiped it very carefully and carefully. After a while, she said to Nangong Yan, "well, I've become my handsome husband again."
The smiling appearance of that language really makes nangongyan unforgettable all his life.
Nangong Yan grabbed her catkin with his bloodstained hand and cried out, "ah Xue."
They are all afraid of me, but you have been so close to me. What should I say and do to you?
Is it enough to tell you the best love words in the world and hold all the most precious things in front of you?
Ji Qingxue met his sight and couldn't help smiling. His eyes were full of wave light. The attractive Fang lips gently spit out a sentence: "Nangong Yan, you saved my life again. This time, deduct it from the gold you owe me."
The voice on one side was overwhelming. Little master, do you know you are destroying the atmosphere?