Chapter 488: runaway

Nangong Yurong’s double peach eyes are murderous: "You dare,"
There are Nangongzan and the patriarchs on the side. Nangong Yuhua has nothing to dare: "You don't swear, don't let us practice the Soul Dafa on these two gimmicks. What do you want, isn't it a guilty conscience?"
Nangong Yurong silver teeth bite, hate said: "Nangong Yuhua, Yuer and Xianger if there is anything, even if you are my brother, I will not be merciful to you."
When I heard that Nangong Yurong had made such a swearword, Nangong praise couldn’t help but scream: "Let’s go, Yurong, give me aside."
With his understanding of his son Nangong Yurong, Nangongzan is now 100% certain, and this matter can't be separated from Nangong Yurong.
Unexpectedly, his son actually colluded with Ling Xiao, and it also became an excuse for the demon to attack the spirits.
If this matter is passed on, even Nangong Zan can't save Nangong Yurong.
This year, it is a trivial matter to destroy the Yi people's offensive by the Yi people. It is a big deal to collude with the big devil head.
"Hey, you can't do this..." Nangong Yurong still wants to say something, cold and not deflated, and his body is fixed in the same place.
A purple, fixed-character paper with a "fixed" word lit up on the head of Nangong Yurong without warning. This piece of paper made Nangong Yurong stand still and couldn't move.
After knowing his father’s plan, Nangong Yurong was disheartened and said: "Hey, you know what the children and Xianger mean to me. You are like this to them. It’s no different to me. If they have an accident, Don't say that the baby is not filthy to you."
Nangong Yurong understands that this is not useful for Nangong, because just like his father knows his son, this son knows his father as well.
Judging from the bones, Nangong Yurong and his father are all the same kind of people. If you make any decision, you will not change it.
The words of Nangong Yurong can only increase the anger in Nangong's praise. He ignored the threat of Nangong Yurong and took a piece of paper on the head of the nephew.
The piece of paper is like a water pump that draws the memory of the nephew. The violent pain makes the nephew's originally delicate face become extremely terrible and distorted.
Even so, there was no scream in the shackles, showing how strong the seemingly weak woman was.
Nangong Yurong couldn't bear to look at it, but he had to look at it because it was the memory of the nephew, the memory of the girl who took care of him for more than 20 years.
And this girl, even if it becomes an unconscious walking dead, all this is because of his Nangong Yurong.
"Hey..." Looking at the familiar past of the scene, the Nangong Yurong was like a knife.
There are still some Nangong Yurong who don't know, and it also quickly emerged at this time.
That scene, Nangong Yurong did not understand the past, but let Nangong Yurong be heartbroken: He looked at the sleeping Nangong Yurong, and helped him cover the quilt that he kicked, while he was soft and sullen. He said to him: son, son likes you...
It was not until the Nangong Yurong and the scenes before the encounter with Ling Xiao that they all appeared in perfect condition. Every scene was deeply hurt to Nangong Yurong.
When the memory of the nephew was drawn to the city of charm, Nangong Yurong, who thought that everything would end, was shocked to find that there was no such thing as a shadow in the memory of the nephew.
Everything about Ling Xiao is like being erased, and the memory is very complete. It doesn't seem like someone has touched his hands.
Until the memory of the nephew was drained, the whole person fell to the ground, looking at the front with both eyes, and Nangong Yurong slowed down.
The memory of my nephew was touched by people, and this person, without Nan Gong Yu’s mind, knows that it must be Ling Xiao.
Recalling that he and Ling Xiao had a strange action before Ling Xiao, Nan Gong Yu Rong was stunned. It turned out that Ling Xiao had already guarded this hand and completely erased his memory in the two minds.
Before the Nangong Yurong and Lingxiao, Ling Xiao once took the initiative to embrace these two gimmicks, and touched the back of the head of the two hoes with their relatives. Nangong Yurong thought that this was the "bad" of Ling Hao's glutinous tofu. I didn’t think I was doing this.
"Ling Wei, Ling Xiao, you are even wary of this moment. In your mind, are you always beware of others?" For this behavior, Nangong Yurong is angry with some fools. More is the fear of Ling Xiao.
This kid is really terrible.
"Don't it, it's really not something to do." Nangong praised this as a result, and couldn't help but sigh.
Seeing the memories of my nephew, there is no memory about Ling Xiao and the Yi people. Nangong Yuhua couldn’t help but panic, and the eyes kept dancing.
Hey, this girl doesn’t have it, the memory of another girl must be Have."
"Nangong Yuhua, I can tell you, you are dead." Nangong Yurong's voice is extremely low, his eyes are stern, and there is no such gentle and gentle state: "Either you killed me today, or Nangong Yuhua Your life is mine."
Nangong praised the brow and wrinkled, but still ignored the threat of Nangong Yurong, and once again printed the memory of the memory on the head of Xianger.
The memory of Xianger is quite similar to that of the deaf children. What emerges here is the scene of taking care of Nangong Yurong and the fascination of the Nangong Yurong, but the identity of the Nangong Yurong is not known. How many pieces.
The final result is naturally the same. Once it is connected with Ling Xiao, it becomes all other memories until the end of memory.
Xiang Er fell to the ground, and her face was full of happy smiles.
Perhaps, she knows that her own death will leave her for the rest of her life in the mind of her favorite son, and will not erase it.
Being able to do this, she is content.
"Haha, hahaha..." Nangong Yurong suddenly laughed loudly, and there was a bit of grief and crying in the laughter: "Hey, are you also searching for the memory of Yurong, look at Yurong?" Have you ever done this, haha."
I didn’t find anything useful in the memory of the two rings. Not to mention Nangong Yuhua, even the raft was stunned: "This, this..."
This worm can't speak for a long time. If he is allowed to come, he will definitely draw the memory of Nangong Yurong, but he knows that this is almost impossible.
The two women he had accused had no memory of his Yi people, and even he himself could not help but doubt whether this was his own mistake.
"The patriarch, the two gimmicks you have alleged are innocent..." The words of Nangongzan are very cold. This coldness can go straight into the soul of the human soul, and the soul of the people will be shuddering.
"Is it because of your accusation, I have to extract the soul memories of all the people in my Nangong family..." Nangongzan continued to ask the chief of the patriarch, the anger and killing in the tone, anyone can Feel it.
It was because of the testimony of this patriarch, Nangong Zan lost one of his two best sons.
The original helplessness of Nangong Yuzhuo left the Nangong praise. Now, he knows that his other good son will also leave.
"I'm sorry, this time it was the patriarch's, the peace talks agreement I will hand over to you in two days, the patriarch has something to do, go first." Facing the angry Nangongzan, Muxi feared that the other party would lose his sense of reason. I slaughtered myself, and quickly smashed my sleeves and took the men of other demons to leave.
Nangong Yuhua looked at his father's eyes that wanted to kill, and he looked at the color of fear. The patriarch was the one he had found. The two gimmicks were also caught by him. He was the culprit.
"Hey, I..." Nangong Yuhua kept shaking his feet, fearing that his father would kill him because of his anger.
The temper of Nangongzan is famous for its popularity. Some of Nangong Yuzhuo is derived from his inheritance.
Who knows, this tempered middle-aged man shook his head helplessly and waved his hand: "Hua, let's go out first."
He has lost three sons and does not want this little son to be lost.
Nangong Yurong has a second brother who has already died very early.
Nangong Yuhua did not expect his father to let himself go so easily, and quickly rushed to the ground to discuss the hall.
Within this hall, there are only Nangongzan and Nangong Yurong and his son.
Nangong praised the deduction of the amulet on the Nangong Yurong, saying in an extremely hoarse voice: "Juner, I am sorry for you..."
Nangong Yurong did not speak, and the two lost souls were collected into their storage space.
The living space of the soul with the soul is naturally unable to fit, fearing that the soul will be in conflict, and the living person without the soul is no different from the dead, then it can be put on.
"Hey, for you, you didn't do anything wrong. Compared with the dry door, what is the death of two gimmicks, even if you die one or two sons."
Nangong Yurong finally opened his mouth, and even the tone was surprisingly calm: "But for me, I am not the door to the door, I can't manage so many things, I can only take care of the people around me, but I can't even protect my two close-fitting rings. What else can I do in the future?"
Nangong praised that this was estimated to be the last time Yugong of Nangong called himself, and the last time he used his son's identity to talk to himself, so he did not interrupt Nangong Yurong, and let Nangong Yurong say it in one breath: "爹I will avenge, really, Nangong Yuhua, he must die, unless he can let him not leave the door for a lifetime, otherwise he will die."
Nan Gongzan believes that Nangong Yurong said that he can do it. The son’s attachment is exactly the same as he was in the past. How can he not believe it?
"Hey, I am leaving." After Nangong Yurong and his father said goodbye, they turned and sneaked out the last few words: "That thing, it is indeed what I did, but even if you search Throughout my memory of the soul, you still can't find half the evidence. The guy doesn't allow himself to have a handle on someone else's hand. Hey, if you don't want to kill the door, don't provoke the guy again. ""
Without the interpretation of Nangong Yurong, Nangongzan naturally understands who the "the guy" refers to.
The last few words of Nangong Yurong are the last thing he can do for the gates of the earth and the Nangong family. As for the Nangong praise, it is his business.
Looking at his son's unrequited figure, Nangong praised his eyes tightly and couldn't bear to look at it again: "The guy named Ling Xiao is worthy of doing this, Rong, I hope your choice is correct... ..."