Poison Genius Consort

As soon as the doors of the Nine Palace were kicked open, Han Yen Xiao felt a chilly cold air striking face to face, so cold that it was stinging.

God knows how many teenagers this palace has never been opened and has never seen the sun.

She and Long walked in late at night, and Han Yunxiao deliberately closed the door and tied it from inside.

Big palace, empty, dark, can only see the hidden light ahead, the elderly sword zong and Tateki Yao should be there.

The colder you go inside, the more you can't imagine how you can survive by locking yourself in here when the old man of Sword Zong is sick.

There must be pity for the hateful, and there must be hateful for the poor!

Han Yunxi had never seen the elderly man of Jianzong when he was sick. She never thought of this handsome, clean and tall, and the elderly man with the fairy figure of the Dao bone would look like this.

Even with his full hatred, Han Yen Xiao's heart still couldn't bear to pull up.

The old man of the great and arrogant shore of Sword Sect, the old man of the high sword sect, the Supreme Master of Wulin, he curled into a group, like a dog with a long breath.

He squatted in the corner, hugged his knees with his hands, curled into a bunch, clearly in his sixties, but was like a lost child, overwhelmed.

His eyes wandered away and he muttered to himself, unable to hear what was being said. Tam Mu Yao was lying not far away and still unconscious.

Han Yunxi stuck, and the dragon did not move at night without expression.

For a long time, Han Yen Xiao muttered, “Has he... been like this before? ”

Han Yunxi remembered what Dragon said to her not at night. The old man of Sword Sect had silver hair precisely because of the death of his teacher mother, and the whole night was in vain.

Only the word "love” can torture people like this. If Heaven had feelings, it too would age!

Half a dozen, Dragon didn't answer her at night, didn't seem to listen.

“Is that what happened when he got sick?” Han Yen Xiao asked again.

However, the dragon did not answer at night. Han Yen Xiao looked back at him, but saw him drooping his eyes, and did not see the old man of Jianzong.

It's not too hard in my heart, so I don't want to see it.

At the end of the day, he is a master of grace and righteousness. Over the years, only his elderly family has understood the burden of the Eastern Qin royal family.

“It wasn't like this before, this time... it hurts the most.” The dragon finally opened his mouth at night.

Suddenly, Jianzong's old man looked up and saw his eyes red and his expression freaked out. He looked at Han Yen Xi and Long Fei Night. He looked at Tam Mo Yao again and muttered to himself, “I can't save her... I can't save her... damn it, it's all my fault... I can't save her...”

As he said, he cried.

“Let's go.” The dragon turns around at night and sees nothing.

Han Yunxi was still stunned. She knew that the “she” in Li Jianxin's mouth was not a wooden yao, but a dragon's non-night master mother.

“Go!”

Dragon did not drag Han Yunxi past the night. He did not want to see it, nor did he seem to want Han Yunxi to see this scene.

Is this to defend the final dignity of the elderly Sword Sect?

Han Yunxi knew that the dragon was not angry at night, but had mercy on this master, and she herself, why not taste it?

Hate her again, or she will have to admit, Li Jianxin killed her, it is indeed a dragon non-night thought.

Once the identity of her descendants of poisons is leaked, dragons are the biggest trouble of all nights.

Han Yunxi was about to leave. The elderly man of Jianzong suddenly waved his hand. An invisible and colorless but powerful force could not be ignored. It spilled out of his palm and flowed towards the end of the wooden yao dan field.

“This is…” Han Yen Xiao cannot ignore that power.

“Inner kung fu!” The dragon rushed over at night and grabbed the old man's hand. “Are you serious? ”

This power is nothing but the inner strength of the old man of Sword Sect!

Like the true qi lost to Han Yen Xiao by the haunted mother-in-law, it can be slowly recovered in cultivation, but if it is the inner kung fu teaching, it is gone, it is gone! True Qi is used to protect the body, and inner kung fu is the foundation of martial arts.

Old man Jianzong's kung fu is so high, how powerful his inner kung fu is at the tip of his foot, he wasted it on Tam Woo Yao, he is really crazy.

“Let go! ”

The old man of Sword Sect went mad and opened the hands of the dragon, "I must save her, I must! Stop me and die! ”

“She's Yao Tuan! Not Luo Qingling!” The dragon said in a non-night rage.

Unfortunately, the elderly man of Sword Sect never stopped, a fierce slap came towards the dragon not at night, the dragon not at night can only retreat, draw sword.

Time is running out, tomorrow is the ranking battle, he came in to negotiate with Li Jianxin, not to see him so arrogant and abandoned himself!

Han Yunxi looked anxious and did not want the dragon to fight with the elderly Jianzong at night, let alone consume precious energy on such pointless things.

When the disciples were about to fight, Han Yen Xiao hurriedly pulled open the non-night hand of the dragon, and the old man of Sword Zong attacked, just fell from Han Yen Xiao's side, the scene was very alarming.

The dragon was frightened at night, and Han Yen Xiao was also frightened of cold sweat.

“Li Jianxin Luo Qingling is dead! Dead!” Han Yen Xiao roared, “Luo Qing Ling is the cause of your death, why do you still dare not face the truth? ”

As soon as the words came out, the elderly man of Sword Sect caught hold of them. He looked at Han Yunxi and his eyes gradually shaded.

“Careful. ”

Dragon not at night to open Han Yunxi, but Han Yunxi did not hide, boldly greeted the old man's eyes of Jianzong, asked, "Over the years, you have been sick every year, do you think that Luo Qingling will forgive you if you punish yourself like this? I'm telling you, she'll never forgive you! ”

“Lee Jianxin, you are a hypocrite, coward! You have borne Luo Qing Ling to defend your ridiculous dignity, reputation and righteousness? She must have been waiting, waiting for you to give her a name, but she could never wait, she was dead! Even death can only call you Master. ”

“Lee Jianxin, I finally know why you want me dead! Oh, even Luo Qing Ling must follow your moral code, not standard, not to mention others? ”

“Li Jianxin, if you can't love it, why do you still love it? Why are you hurting me? ”

“Li Jianxin, you can't save her life, you can't even save her heart! You can't give me anything! ”

“Li Jianxin, you can only go mad, you can only admit her identity when you go mad and miss her! ”

“Lost heart... heh, it's just an excuse, an excuse for you to forget Tianshan Dayi and forget your master's identity. ”

“Lee Jianxin, after all these years, why don't you want to heal? ”

Han Yunxi finally swallowed herself, she said, "Luo Qingling has gone away, gone far, even if you dare to leave everything behind now, the hall is giving her a proper name, she will never know. ”

Man, why do you always have to lose to know what is precious?

The old man of Sword Sect had long since laid down his long sword. His eyes were no longer cloudy, but tears were brimming. He sat on the ground and infinitely grieved.

Every word of Han Yen Xi stabbed him in the deepest, softest place in his heart, at the center of the point.

Han Yunxi knew she was cruel, but she had to be cruel to the end, because reality was always more cruel than people's hearts.

She lifted the wooden yawns beside her and removed her mask to reveal her old and ugly face.

“Lee Jianxin, you can see clearly. This person is not Luo Qingling, talent is no longer like, it is not her. It is an insult to Luo Qingling Spirit to let a woman like Tam Ki Yao practice her sword technique! ”

Li Jianxin did not see the end of the wooden yawn. In fact, everything is very clear in his heart. Over the years, he has spoiled the end of the wooden yawn, accustomed to the end of the wooden yawn, nothing more than a support, nothing less than hoping that someone can become a sword magic of the Xuan woman.

Therefore, Tam Mu Yao was seriously injured. He was only concerned about her condition in Dantian, and did not ask her about the ruined appearance.

In an empty hall, there was silence, and Li Jianxin lowered his head like a statue.

“Let's go.” Han Yen Xiao whispered.

“Tomorrow, I'm going to the ranks and the battle with Qiuzi.” The dragon left this sentence at night and left with Han Yen Xiao.

At the door, the dragon said, “Han Yen Xiao, I...”

“Hmm?” Han Yen Xiao waited for him.

But instead of the night, the dragon rubbed her Liu Hai and smiled lightly, saying nothing.

“What about me?” Han Yunxiao asked.

“I'll take a look at the internal injuries. Let's go.” The dragon did not faint at night, Han Yen Xiaofang just had a saying that haunted his heart, she said, “If you can't love, why love, why hurt? ”

Seventh Heavy Palace is the residence of the dragon at night on the top of Tianshan. The layout of the palace is quite similar to his sleeping palace in the Qin Wang Palace. Upon entering the door, Han Yunxi all had the illusion of returning to the Qin Wang Mansion.

At this time, she just remembered one thing, “Long Fei Night, a letter from the government said that Su Xiaoyu was missing and should have been abducted! ”

“Don't worry, Chu Xifeng will handle it.” The dragon passed through a complicated, non-night eyeball, and pulled up Han Yen Xi's hand to take the pulse seriously.

Han Yunxi also wanted to ask, and Han Yunxi asked again, but his eyes stopped him.

Han Yunxi could only calm his heart and let him take his pulse well.

Determining that Han Yunxi's internal injuries were not significant, he was relieved that the dragon was not at night. He suddenly reached under Han Yunxi's abdomen and gently covered her belly.

Han Yunxi couldn't help but get nervous. The place was too sensitive.

Dragon's non-night hands were warm, covered in her belly, had a warm feeling, unspeakable comfort, and she also secretly perceived a warm stream flowing out of her belly towards her whole body.

She was obviously tired and weak, but at this time she had a feeling of refreshment and change of bones. Gradually, she unconsciously ignored the hands of the dragon at night and felt the whole person was lighter...

“Fortunately, there is the true temper of a haunted woman to protect her.” The dragon sighed not at night, and his heart, in fact, was afraid, "I shouldn't have brought you here. ”

Han Yunxiao was excited at once, "You're not going to kick me out! ”

The dragon didn't laugh at night, “I guess the whole cloud knows who you are by now. ”

Han Yen Xiao really didn't realize this, Tianshan is in trouble, but the drug sect should be passed down from Tianshan, it is easy to do.

Dragon's night is serious, “Tomorrow's ranking battle can only be won, can't be lost. ”

Everyone in the world knows the birth of Han Art Xiao. He must also know the changes in Tianshan. He can only fight the medical city if he holds the power of Tianshan and holds the martial arts in the cloud sky.

Otherwise, when he takes down the mountain with him, he will be arrogant.

Talking, knocking... who?