Chapter 777: How could it be you!

Tunxi nodded and said, "Think."
This simple and simple answer, but Nalan Zhengze overjoyed.
The monk of Nalan Tunxi, who persisted for so many days, now sees his brother and finally decides to compromise.
"Since you want to save your brother, then immediately exchange your mother's relics. As long as you give me all the Dan and baby left by An Lingyue, I will let him go, how?"
Seeing that Tunxi went a step forward, her sister took a step forward. Nalan Zhengze quickly said: "You don't want to forcefully take away your brother from my hand. I have already given him poison, half a When the time is puzzled, he will die very hard to see. I know that you have some detoxification skills, but do you want to take your life with your brother and savior?"
Tunxi stopped and slightly raised his mouth: "You said that he is my brother, is he my brother? How do I know, have you forged a Nalan to lie to me?"
"Oh, I don't see the coffin without tears!" Nalan Zhengze sneered. "You don't believe that he is your brother? Well, I will let you see his true face now! You are the twins, although they are not exactly the same, However, he is at least five or six points similar to you. When you see it, you know if I lied to you!"
He said, he quickly took out the key, and Kara opened the iron helmet.
The helmet slammed into the ground, and under the helmet was a face with a shawl.
Nalan Zhengze didn't even look at the face, but grabbed his hair. He forced him to look up at Tunxi. Haha smiled: "Nalan Tunxi, see clearly, this is It’s not your brother! These two wild species are the life of An Lingyue. It’s not like a star or a half, and you can recognize it at a glance...

The face appeared clearly in front of Tunxi and Qinglan. Although the face was full of dirt, it was still able to clearly recognize the eyebrows.
Qinglan saw the face of the man and couldn’t help but smile. "You said this is the younger brother of our family? You said that this person is similar to our lady. Nalan Zhengze, you will not Is it mad?"
Nalan Zhengze’s glimpse did not reflect what it meant.
Quxi smiled coldly, and the needle in his hand flew out and plunged into the acupuncture point of the "medicine person".
Suddenly, the "medicine man" hoarse and screamed in horror and shouted, "Oh, hey, it is me! I am awkward! Help me!"
"what?!"
When Nalan Zhengze heard the sound, his hand was suddenly loose, and the person he was carrying slammed into the ground.
The cracked ribs passed through the impact and suddenly poked into the internal organs, causing a scream of sorrow.
Nalan Zhengze trembled and looked down at the face of his most beloved son, Nalan.
His face at this time can no longer be described in pale, but in the darkness of the dead.
Because the lungs were punctured by the ribs, his mouth was constantly bleeding, and the nose's breathing was getting weaker and weaker.
"Hey! Hey! How could it be you!!"
Nalan Zhengze trembled and wanted to help his son. However, the hand that stretched out seemed to be stiff and frozen, and he could not try his strength.
Finally, he trembled to find a healing remedy, wanting to feed into Nalan's mouth.