Chapter 281: Dead, Nanhao is angry

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Chapter 281 is dead, Nanzhao is angry
Gong Xie Shen Shen said: "Don't talk, I will take you out of here, Gongda, they want to dispose of you privately, and it's too late to leave."
"but--"
"Miyak 19! You still mourn the adults now? Do you know that you will die if you don't leave?"
Nanxun was silent. Since Gongda had to count her, this time the palace ink dyed for a while, certainly could not wake up, only to escape.
I don't know if the palace is prematurely prepared. In fact, two sets of suits have been changed.
The two changed their suits, and they had a token on their body. All the way was unimpeded.
Upon exiting the palace gate, Palace 17 took out two sets of casual clothes hidden outside the palace gate, and then bought a carriage with familiarity.
Nanxun looked at each other and looked very different. "Seventeen, you..."
Palace seventeen suddenly smacked at her, smiled to reveal a white tooth, watching her eyes brighter than ever. "Small rice bucket, dry brother escaped with you."
The carriage chose a shortcut, and the city gate was released at an hour.
Just out of the city gate, the palace seventeen whip a wave, driving in a carriage and running on the small intestine path. Wherever it went, it splashed the dust of the ground.
Nanxun sat in the bumpy carriage and burst into tears in his heart.
She had just passed the fierce battle that was going to be so fierce last night, and today she fled with this scattered body.
The pain in my body is really...it’s hard to say.
The key is that she is very worried that she and the palace can not escape.
Sure enough, this kind of bumps lasted less than two hours, and Nanxun heard the intensive hooves behind him.
Xiao Ba Limahui reported: "Miyao brought ten discs from the ink dyeing hall. According to my father, you can't escape this time."
Nanxun whispered, "Small eight you crow mouth."
Xiao Ba Shu said: "I am just telling the truth."
The palace that drove the car suddenly stopped the carriage and asked her to open the curtain of the car. "Nineteen, can the body be able to withstand the bumps of riding?"
Nan Hao nodded reluctantly.
Gong Xie abandoned the car and took Nanxun to the high horse.
"Nineteen, grasp the horse's neck!" Palace sentenced a sentence, the right hand holding the reins, the left hand whip slammed on the horse's buttocks, "driving -"
Nancy holds his horse's neck and his expression is a little distorted.
"Small eight, licking a remedy, I really have no strength now."
Xiao Ba "Ah?" said, "Dear, where are you injured?"
Nan Yan’s face was dark and black.
What do you say?

After the little eight, I heard a cry, "You wait."
In the next second, Nanxun's mouth contained a medicinal herb. The entrance to the medicinal drug was instant. She just felt that she was refreshed and her strength recovered.
The hooves that came closer and closer behind him made Nanxun look condensed. She thought about it and said: "Seventeen, I think we can't escape. It's better to go first. They only want me to catch."
The face of Gong Xie’s face sank down.
Small rice bucket, said to protect you, but I am a brother, how can my brother watch his sister die?

Nancy: "Seventeen, you don't have to be like this, I can actually do it-"
"you shut up!"
Nanxun covets the eyebrows.
What kind of brother, now she still can't feel the affection of Gong Xie. However, she came to the world only for the big boss, and everyone else is like a cloud.
Now, the person who is regarded by her as she is willing to take the risk to save her, this affection she really can not afford.
Seeing Gongda, they are going to catch up. Gongsi 17 quickly took Nanxun and jumped to the depths of the forest.
Unfortunately, in the end, it still can't escape.
Until the last moment was surrounded by Gongda and others, Gong Xie still clung to Nanxun’s hand.
Gong Da looked at the palace seventeen, and yelled: "Seventeen of you are konjac! For a hurdle, how dare you betray the ink dye hall?"
Gong Er is also a face of hatred and iron is not steel. "Seventeen, you let us down too much. You also brought this woman into the ink dyeing hall. If not, adults will not become what they are today. One is not good for adults. Woman, do you dare to protect?"
Upon hearing these words, Gong 17 sneered again and again, "Don't push all the faults to a woman, a slap in the face is not happy, adults are happy, 19 is just pursuing what they want, what is wrong?"
"Strong words sensation!" The palace screamed with anger, and forced the hand to fly the seventeen fans to the side directly, and then the wind rushed to the front of Nanxun.
"You don't know the shameful sorrow, I killed you!" The palace screamed with anger, and even refused to talk nonsense, slammed his hand, and took a strong and powerful shot to the south.
Nanxun's palm turned over, and his heart meditation, and the witch power was condensed on it.
Just as Nanxun was ready to raise his hand to pick up the palm of the palace, a figure suddenly came over and blocked it in front of Nanxun.
Therefore, the palm of the palace will be firmly hit on the heart of the palace seventeen.
In an instant, the surrounding air seemed to be still.
The body of Gong Xie swayed twice, then slowly fell down, and the blood in his mouth was fluent.
"Seventeen!!" Nanxun's look suddenly changed and he screamed.
She reached out and held her, and one hand rushed to stop his mouth that was constantly bleeding, and his hand was shaking.
However, the mouth was stunned, but the blood sprang from the nose. If the water was broken, the blockage could not be blocked.
Just now, Gongda’s palm was under the squad, and it was weak.
Palace 17 eyes began to empty, he raised his hand and held Nanxun, trying to gather her eyes to see her, the voice was intermittent, the weak image was whispering, he snorted and said: "Small rice bucket, after the brother can not protect you Yes... Yes, I am sorry, I shouldn’t have brought you into the ink dyeing hall. In this case, everything... will not happen...

"Seventeen! Seventeen!" Nan Yan shouted, watching him slowly close his eyes, his hands slipped down, and then the breath slowly weakened, and finally... disappeared to nothing.
Nan Yan looked at the body in his arms.
However, it was a blink of an eye. Not long ago, he said that he would take her to escape.
A big living person, saying no, no more.
Palace XVII, he really... died, so he died in front of her.
She watched as he swallowed a little.
At this moment, all the carelessness of Nanxun was not thought of, and there was only a blood filled with this hand, and her eyes were red.
The palace squatted for a while, and glanced at the body of the palace seventeen, and faintly said, "There is a lingering death."
Nan Yan looked up at him and hated him in the eyes.
She slowly stood up, her eyes as cold as quenching ice. "Miyata, no matter how insulting you used to, I looked down on me and even wanted to kill me. Before that, I didn't really hate you because, just like you. Say, all your starting point is for the adults, although these are ridiculous. But now, I want you... to die!"
The last dead word almost exhausted all the strength of the South Pass.
In the next second, the woman unfolded her arms, her hands flipped quickly, and she painted a complicated array in the air. Her long hair was windless and automatic, and a powerful witch force emerged from her.
All the ink-dyed disciples who want to rush over are isolated by an invisible wall and cannot go forward.
Then, the woman quickly rushed toward the palace, and her right hand was gripped in the void. It was like holding a wind knife, and suddenly fell into the chest of Gongda!