The words "After the Waste" came out one by one, and Xi Yanhuarong lost her color.
She looked at the battle scare incredulously, and then looked at the stringy jade in the arms of the war scar.
She remembered a scene in Shi Yaojing, the woman who couldn't see her face clearly, behind Cheng Huan's battle marks.
There is still sound in that figure, and now I think about it, the chord jade is indeed very similar.
Xi Yan suddenly understood that the woman who seduced the battle mark was Xuan Yu.
Before Xian Yu followed her, she always kept her duty and never made half a mistake before Xi Yan regarded her as a confidant. In recent years, she has barely concealed her.
Xi Yan couldn't think of it, but this man was a white-eyed wolf.
"Xianyu, you're a bargain, what did you say to War Scar?"
When Xi Yan rushed forward, she was about to wrestle the string jade.
Where did the battle scare make Xi Yan close, swipe open, and sweep Xi Yan aside.
That strength was not small, and Xi Yan didn't expect that the battle marks would hurt her. He staggered under his feet and was thrown aside.
At this fall, Xi Yan only felt a cramp in her belly, and there was a stream of enthusiasm under her.
The gorgeous clothes on her body were dyed red, and she covered her belly, between her fingers, the blood was clearly visible.
"Yan'er!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, Xi Zhong was busy raising Xi Yan.
"Father, my stomach ..." Xi Yan felt terrible. Looking at the battle marks in despair, I saw his indifferent face, but instead protected Xuanyu behind him, lest someone hurt her.
The pain in my heart was even more painful than my lower abdomen.
"Battle scars, you dare to hurt your face, the old man and the ancient Nangyou clan are at odds with you."
When Xi Zhong looked at Xi Yan's appearance, she knew that her children could no longer be guaranteed. Not only was the child insecure, but Xi Yan's reputation was all ruined.
After being defeated by human races and abandoned by war marks, the faces of Xi Yan and Nan You Ancient Clan were all lost.
"Xi Zhong, you ordered someone to chase me down, and also used time Yao Jing to make me infamous, you and my family are already incompatible."
The eyes of the battle scare were cold.
Under Xi Yan, the blood flow continued, and her painful expression gave the battle marks a morbid pleasure.
Chase?Shi Yaojing?
When Xi Zhong heard it, he felt wrong.
When did he send someone to hunt down the battle scars, and sometimes Yao Jing clearly stole it from the red queen's claws. How did the battle scars bite, it was his hands and feet.
Xi Zhong suddenly grasped the heart, and there must be some misunderstandings. Some people wanted to secretly stir up the conflict between the ancient Nyou and Zhan tribes, and let the two tribes break apart.
As for the provoking people, it must be related to the Red Queen Mother or the Human Demon Hunter.
"War marks, there may be misunderstandings. If you and Yan Er have a couple, how can you have such a humble relationship for hundreds of years."
Before Xi Zhong finished speaking, he heard a thick sputum and shot at him.
Xi Zhongzheng stopped bleeding for Xi Yan, and it was difficult to avoid it. The phlegm was unbiased and fell on his well-maintained face.
"Xi Zhong, you old man, you're so deceiving. You and your bitch woman have done such shameful things, and you still want me to forgive you? I have seen a bitch, never seen such a bitch. Let me tell you, even if the battle marks are not discarded, my father should let him be discarded. The shameless bitch (daughter), dare to say that the dirty meat in his stomach is the flesh and blood of the marks, quickly print the post Come out, otherwise do n’t blame my war tribes for ruthlessness. ”
Zhan Mo Bei was flushed with rage.
He thought he was crazy to hug his grandson first. He never thought that Xi Yan had killed so many war-scarred children in these years.
"Dare you! The ancient Nangyou tribe will not be afraid of your war tribe."
Xi Zhong stopped Xi Yan's blood, and his face was iron blue, but he saw his body tumbling with energy. An ancient rune was formed in his hand. The ancient rune burned in mid-air, and the ancient rune was entrenched into a violent one. Lei Shan, this symbol is exactly the thunder line symbol of the ancient tribe of the Nanyou.
There was a strong force of gold condensed on the rune, and thunder flashed roaring, and whistled towards the battle mark and the woman behind him.
The battle scars are not good stubble, he has the power to condense, and he has an extra-long demon gun in his hand.
I saw his wrist startled, and the demon gun turned into a sudden shower, bursting into countless sounds, and the demon amulet on Xi Zhong suddenly had a few more piercing eyes.
A fire ignited on the demon rune, and the ashes from the rune run down one after another.
Xi Zhong's willingness to give up was so angry that the green muscles burst out, and the demon and the battle scare fight each other.
"Stop, father."
Just when Xi Zhong was angry, Xi Yan stopped Xi Zhong.
Xi Zhong wanted to step forward to help Xi Yan, but she was pushed away.
Xi Yan slowly rose and smiled sadly.
This man, who shared the same bed with her for so many years, Xi Yan once thought that she knew the battle marks well.
But until today, she found that she never really knew him.
His so-called love is just like a cloud of smoke, and when it's gone, it's gone.
Her dress had been dyed bloody, and her beautiful face was wounded in the past, as if she was ten years old in a flash, like a stray flower.
She took the sequel from her body, without looking at it, and fell to the ground.
The sequel cracked, and the beautifully carved Xiyan flower also turned into fragments.
Battle scare narrowed his eyes, but he didn't expect Xi Yan to even regret it.
The sequel was when he married Xi Yan, and he personally ordered someone to carve for her, using the ice seal that is rare in the demon world.
The Xiyan flower above is lifelike, pure and clear, just like Xiyan himself.
Now that the broken jade tiles are hard to come by, he and Xi Yan finally reached this stage.
"Battlescars, you, you are fine. I Xiyan swear to the sky here, you recently humiliated me, I will one day return them to you. Warscars, Xuanyu, Zhanzu, I will not Let go! "
Xi Yan laughed loudly, and the laugh was very harsh.
For Xi Yan, what a proud person, everything that happened today is more uncomfortable for her than death.
In the heart of the battle scare, an ominous feeling climbed.
But waiting for the battle marks to look into the difference, a demon soldier of the war clan covered with blood rushed in from the outside.
"Adult Qi Emperor Demon Emperor, Patriarch, and Emperor Zhan Mausoleum have been captured!"
The war scared father and son were shocked.
"Come here, and immediately return to the Mausoleum of the War Emperor."
Battle scars and war desert north father and son gritted their teeth, did not expect the human race is so despicable, will choose to attack tonight.
The father and son hurried away with the demon soldier.
Xi Zhong was angry and angry when he heard that the human race attacked the Tomb of Warlord.
Obviously, he and the father and son of the war clan were calculated by the demon hunters of the human race.
The tombs of war emperors are many and fierce, and the next one is likely to be the ancient ethnic group of Nanyou.
"Father, you send me back to the emperor's mausoleum."
Xi Yan's weak voice recalled Xi Zhong's consciousness. He looked at his daughter's appearance and shook his head. His expression was complicated, and he helped Xi Yan return to Nanyou Emperor's Tomb.
The Nanyou Emperor Mausoleum was brightly lit.
"Yan'er, what you are doing today is so confusing ..."
Xi Zhonggang just wanted to blame Xi Yan, and suddenly felt a pain in the abdomen, a dagger had been pierced into his waist.