Chapter 810: She is pregnant, but not my child

Nan Yan certainly felt it.
After all, following Zhu Feng on the battlefield, and experienced so many births and deaths, her alertness is not bad.
There seems to be something in the dense fog.
At this time, as if to match their mood, even the river water became turbulent. The surging river water slapped the stone piers on the shore one after another, causing big waves, even the thick fog. The ship trembles slightly with the waves.
In the sound of the river, there seemed to be other sounds mixed in.
Seems--
The sound of horse hooves and countless footsteps.
These voices were hidden in the thick fog around, and they slowly surrounded them as the fog was steaming.
Nan Yan's heart was beating.
Ashig finally understood what had come, and said in a deep voice, "Who?"
No one answered him.
However, the sound seemed to be getting louder and louder, even, in the thick fog, already faintly, saw some dark shadows flashing around them.
In an instant, all of Ashig's men surrounded him, protected him in the center, and drew the sword in his hand to face the surroundings.
These people are worthy of being Yihuatang's high-level killers, and their responsiveness and sensitivity are different from ordinary people.
A fierce light flashed in Ashig's eyes.
He suddenly stretched out his hand and strangled Nan Yan's neck!
Nan Yan originally craned his neck to look around, but suddenly he strangled his neck, and was so scared to breathe. He opened his eyes wide and looked at him, and saw Ashig staring at the surrounding fiercely. , Said: "If you don't speak, this king will strangle her to death!"
Nan Yan's heart thumped like a drum in this quiet environment.
At this time, a little sound finally rang out in the dense fog.
It was the laughter of a person.
The laughter seemed very hearty, even with a little joke.
Upon hearing this laughter, Nan Yan's heart sank.
At that moment, she was still hopeful, maybe, it should be, Zhu Feng must have caught up, and it must be him to save herself.
However, if it were him, none of these people would dare to laugh like this under such circumstances.
And he is absolutely impossible to laugh.
It's just that I don't know if it's my own illusion, this laughter—it sounds a bit familiar, but it's not often heard.
Nan Yan frowned slightly.
And hearing this kind of laughter made Ashig's heart more uneasy. The assassins around him clenched the sword in their hands. Even though the thick fog was lost, the cold light of the sword continued to flicker.
Ashig said, "Who is it?"
"..."
"If you don't show up again, this king strangled her to death, you just wait to collect her body!"
At this time, the laughter stopped, and a tall figure slowly walked out of the dense fog, and while walking out, he calmly said: "King Beili, please don't act rashly. After all, if you move, this king It's about to move."
This king?
Hearing these two words, Nan Yan's heart trembled again.
Without waiting for her to think about it, the tall figure has slowly emerged in the thick fog.
A handsome man, wearing a gorgeous robe, even holding a folding fan in his hand-although in this weather, the person holding the folding fan is either a lunatic or a fool, but when held in his hand, he only feels Merry and suave, extraordinarily handsome and picturesque.
When she saw the face clearly, Nan Yan gasped.
The man in front of him is no one else, it is Ning Wang Zhuxuan who once had a relationship in the palace!
How could he appear here?
At this moment, Nan Yan's mind was completely messed up, and when he saw him, Ashig's breathing was obviously messed up.
He frowned and said, "Are you King Ning?"
"King Beili, I have been looking up for a long time."
Zhu Xuan bowed his hand to him.
Then, he looked at Nan Yan again.
The handsome face, as always, was a dashing smile, and said: "Your concubine, my late arrival has shocked you."
"..."
Nan Yan could not speak.
Of course, at this time, anyone is good, as long as she can be saved.
However, she still couldn't help thinking, where is Zhu Feng?
Why hasn't he appeared yet.
At this time, Ning Wang Zhuxuan raised his head again, looked at the gloomy Asig, and said: "This king once heard that King Beili is also a famous hero in the kingdom of Lao. How could he be so downhearted and threaten a woman? Still a pregnant woman?"
Hearing this ridicule, Ashig's face became even harder.
However, he still calmed down and said, "This king doesn't want to threaten a pregnant woman."
"..."
"It's just that this pregnant woman is of great significance to our country, especially to our monarch."
Zhu Xuan's eyes flickered.
But he immediately said: "But she is of greater significance to our country, especially to our monarch."
"..."
"King Beili, why don't we make a gentleman agreement. My king lets you go, but you let the concubine go?"
Ashig sneered and said, "Do you think this king will believe you?"
As he said, his hand squeezed slightly.
Nan Yan only felt his throat tighten, and his breathing paused.
And she also clearly saw that in the surrounding fog, countless flashes of cold light and countless shadows could be seen. Obviously, it was the people brought by Ning Wang Zhuxuan.
Those people also had their swords out of their sheaths, and their arrows were aimed at Ashig.
If it weren't for Ashig's stopping himself in front of him, I'm afraid he would have started fighting.
Ashig stared around and said: "Now, I want you to back away, otherwise, I will break her neck immediately!"
Zhu Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly.
Ashig said sharply: "Back!"
Zhu Xuan was silent for a while, and when he did what he said, he took a step back, but he took a step back, and the soldiers behind him all stepped forward.
Ashig squinted his eyes and said, "Are you going to do something with this king?"
Zhu Xuan smiled faintly, and said: "This king knows that the Yihuatang under the command of King Beili has many elites. This time, since King Beili has penetrated into the territory of Yan Country, he will bring the elite of the elite."
Ashig snorted coldly, but before he waited for him to speak, Zhu Xuan continued, "But this king's Doyanwei is not a vegetarian."
Duo Yanwei.
Nan Yan's eyes lit up when he heard these three words.
Doyan Sanwei is the three most elite troops in Yan Country.
In the previous battle on the border between Vietnam, Tainingwei and Fuyuwei had already returned to Zhu Feng, and the strongest Doyanwei was currently under the command of Ning Wang Zhuxuan.
He actually brought Duo Yanwei.
Ashig said coldly, "So do you want to use Duoyanwei to fight against the king's Yihuatang?"
"You don't have to fight hard."
There was a sneer at the corner of Zhu Xuan's mouth. With a wave of his hand, everyone saw that the bows and arrows in the hands of these soldiers were all full, and the arrows were shining with cold light, aiming at Ashig.
All archers!
There is indeed no need to head-on.
In this case, with all arrows, Rao is a master of Yihuatang, and it is inevitable to be shot as a hedgehog.
but--
A drop of cold sweat appeared on Nan Yan’s forehead, and Ashig had already sneered behind him and said,
You want to use an archer against this king. Now that the Jiangshang mist is so big, can you shoot me accurately? Still not worried Will shoot her?"
After that, he pulled Nan Yan's hand hard, and Nan Yan was completely blocked by him.
He not only took Nanyan as a hostage, but also used Nanyan as his own human shield!
At this time Nan Yan was also angry, she gritted her teeth and said, "Axige, are you a man!?"
Ashig said coldly: "There is no need to distinguish between men and women who die."
"..."
"If you really want to survive, you should let them stop."
Nan Yan frowned and looked at Ning Wang Zhuxuan in front. Although he saw that he was being used as a shield by Ashigalar, there was no panic on his face. On the contrary, he was full of ambition.
He said: "Ahige, you don't have to struggle to death. No matter what today, you don't want to leave here."
There was a dangerous light in Ashig's eyes, and he said sharply, why, are you really afraid that this king will kill her?
With the fan in his hand, Zhu Xuan nodded his forehead slightly, and said with a smile: "I just thought about it, a royal concubine exchanged for King Beili, this deal seems to be a good deal."
Nan Yan's heart sank and looked at Zhu Xuan with wide eyes.
He means--
At this time, Rao Ashig was calm and startled: "Don't you care about the child in her belly?"
Zhu Xuan smiled and said, "It's not my child."
"but--"
"Of course, this child is a prince or a princess," Zhu Xuan said, spreading his hands, "but there is no emperor here. Who knows who killed the imperial concubine?"
"..."
"Anyway, the king of Beili hijacked the noble concubine, and the matter failed, killing people and killing her, this king avenged the noble concubine, and killed the king of Beili, which is a great achievement!"
Nan Yan couldn't believe what she heard.
Although she only hurriedly met in the palace at the beginning, she had a good impression of King Ning. She felt that he was personable and approachable, at least compared to the domineering Zhu Xuan, a good person.
But he didn't expect that at this time, he would completely ignore his life.
Even, it is to put oneself to death.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Ashig's face sank and suddenly said, "Do it!"
As soon as the voice fell, I saw a dark shadow in front of me.
The man named Ah Hei, who looked like a rat spirit, rushed up. He was so fast that even when he rushed past, the fog was still condensed, and he had already rushed to Zhu Xuan’s. before.
Swipe twice, two short knives in his hand responded.
I saw the cold light flickering, and the two short knives were placed together and clipped together, like a pair of scissors, slashing straight towards Zhu Xuan's neck.
What a quick skill!
At this moment, Zhu Xuan's pupils shrank suddenly.
He wanted to move back, but it was too late. The cold light of the blade was already close at hand, even infiltrating his skin.