Chapter 657: Life and death

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Long horse speeding, Nalan night party finally arrived in Shilizhuang.
Far away, I can already see a small pavilion. It is not big, it is ruined, there is no scenery around, it seems a bit depressed. A branch chief who has been stationed in the Southern Weijing City for a long time points to the front: "Wang Ye, the front is Fengyun Pavilion."
Looking around the circle, Nalan night also saw the figure standing in the pavilion.
Obviously, the other party is ready to make sure that he will come, so bright and straight, even hiding, do not hide, I am afraid that has already laid an ambush. The scorpion was slightly stunned, and Nalan’s night had already seen the figure of the man, and he could not help but kill the machine.
Turning over and down, Nalan walked toward the Fengyun Pavilion step by step, stopping at a distance of ten feet.
"Nalan night, you are finally here."
Han Xun had already heard the footsteps, turned and looked back, and his face was dark and smirking: "Why, isn’t your woman coming? Oh, yes, I’m afraid that this news you have been holding her, isn’t it? Luo Qingying just gave birth, how Can withstand such news, his son is gone, she is afraid of going crazy? Hahahaha..."
"Shut up!" Yuan Xing was furious and pointed to Han Xun: "Han Xun, you are defeated by this man, you dare not compete with our prince, and even make such a despicable and shameless thing, take a newborn. Babies, only people like you can do it. No matter what, no wonder you North Vietnam will die!"
"presumptuous!"
Han Xun’s face was stunned, and he slammed into the hands of Yuan Xing.
I talked to Nalan’s night. How can you share these people? Who else dares to talk nonsense? Believe it or not. Live tomorrow!"
Such a ruthless threat, I heard that Nalan’s men were angry at night, but no one dared to speak again. An inadvertent, if it really angered Han Xun, the consequences are not what I can afford.
The big hunter hunted and swayed, and Nalan stepped forward in the night, instantly revealing a sigh of breath.
"Han Xun, let's talk, how are you going?"
A light question, but with an indescribable momentum, Nalan night is independent of the front, with only a dozen subordinates behind him, but like a thousand troops behind him, invincible. Long hair flutters, like a waterfall like ink, and Han Sen, who looks cold in his eyes, only feels as if he is being thundered.
The horrible momentum is worthy of Nalan Night!
This kind of murder that can only be experienced on the battlefield is not comparable to his defeated army. Even though he used to be an emperor, he is now only a poor man. Only by using this insidious method can he barely have a chance of winning.
Pooh! Han Xun’s arrogance of his heart was replaced by the anger of Haotian.
"Nalan night, I want you to die!"
Gently gnashing his teeth, Han Xun glared at Nalan Night, spit out a word from his teeth: "If it weren't for you, you wouldn't fall to this point! If it's not Luo Qing, you won't ignore everything! It's all you, ruined. The hustle and bustle of the mountains and rivers, ruining all the shackles, you must kill you first, then kill the of Luo Qing !!"
Daddy, a sharp edge is like a lightning stroke.
Han Xunton felt that the crisis had come, and he was alert and prosperous. He tried his best to sideways and finally hurriedly avoided it at the crucial time.
As soon as the black hair fell to the ground, Han Xun looked at his face and his hair was cut off by Nalan's night sword. If it wasn't for him to hide fast, I was afraid that the skin would be cut off.
"If you are not vocal about Qinglan, the next time, it will not be the hair." Nalan was cold and cold.
"Nalan Night!"
Han Xun angered and laughed: "You don't want your own son?"
When the scorpion shrinks, Nalan can't control the sword in his hand, trying to suppress the violent killings, referring to Han Xun: "Give my son back to me! The king can not be awkward!"
"Ha ha ha ha... you are afraid, Naran night, you are afraid!"
From the beginning, the confrontation fell, until this time, Han Xun barely found a way to let Nalan night jealous. His son, the newly born baby, is really his anti-scale. As long as he makes good use of his resources, Hanson believes that he has the possibility of success.
Han Xun laughed more than: "Your son is in my hands, it is up to me to die of life, you believe it or not, as long as I say a word..." He raised his hand and squatted, his tone suddenly filled with killing: "You The young life of the son is about to disappear!"
Yuan Xing Yongan and other angry, almost can not wait to rush to hack Hansen chaos sword.
But everyone can vote for the mouse, not dare to move.
The sigh of breath gradually subsided, and the airflow around Nalan’s night slowly disappeared, and the fist clenched as if it had been integrated with the sword in his hand, but he had to control himself. For a long time, Nalan night seemed to admit defeat, and said: "Well, Han Xun, what do you want, let's talk about it?"
The happiness of the heart is getting more and more prosperous, Han Xun smiled: "Nalan night, you can rest assured, and then you will kill you, you will fight with you fairly. You win the country, take away the beloved woman, You can still be fair and convinced in a fair way."
Unlocking the cloak behind him, Han Xun waved his hand and proudly stepped forward: "You and you, one-on-one, fair duel! If you win, you will give it back to your son. If you lose..."
At this time, one person came up behind him and handed the hand to Han Xun. He grabbed his hand and the talents saw that it was a small embarrassment. Then a baby screamed and heard the shock of everyone.
"If you lose, this child will land! Hahahaha..."
Yuan Xing and others can't forgive the anger. If you don't try to restrain yourself, you really want to rush out and take the baby in Hanson's hand. But no one dares to tamper with it, staring at the eyes, can't wait to smash Han Xun's corpse.
Even if it was Nalan Night, when I saw the shackles in Hanson’s hands, I couldn’t help but jump.
Only he is well controlled, his face is not moving, and the waves can't stand it. Only the close person can barely grasp the depth of his eyes and guess the anger and killing of his heart.
"Come out, Nalan night, and die and die!" Han Xun Yang Tianxiaoxiao, issued a challenge.
Nalan night untied, and was about to go forward. Yuan Xing and others hurriedly stopped: "Wang Ye, don't go, don't go to Hansen's villain!"
"Hahahaha, Nalan night, are you afraid? You are afraid of losing to you, so you are so dead? You are afraid of losing the country, you lose all the wealth and wealth? You are not afraid, what are you afraid of? What's yours? Jiangshan was taken from the hands of the cockroaches!" Han Xun laughed wildly and arrogantly.
Yongan listened with anger and shouted: "Han Xun, you shut up! You are a despicable villain, using this kind of conspiracy to threaten with a baby's life! You have nothing, why should we decide with our prince? life and death!"
"roll!"
Han Xun was furious and raised his cockroach: "Nalan night, I don't have the time to give you nonsense. If you don't agree, you can kill your son. You can try it. , or squatting!"
After that, he seems to be working soon.
"Wait!" Nalan’s arms were stretched out at night, and the toes jumped out at a point, and fluttered down at Han Xun’s five feet. The twilight was deep:
Well, this king will be one-on-one with you, life and death!

Ten miles away, Nanwei Jingcheng, Zhenxiufang...
Luo Qingying sat in the room and was restless.
The eyelids suddenly jumped and always felt that something bad happened, but she could not think of what would happen.
What happened, why she was so upset, this feeling came too suddenly, without warning, but made her fidgety and anxious. She couldn't help but laugh at herself. Is it a postpartum depression?
Not a problem!
Recently, she was accompanied by Nalan's night, and her son was healthy and lively. When he could eat and sleep, how could he suddenly feel so uncomfortable? Oh, what’s flashing in my heart, Luo Qing’s standing up:
Qingmei...

Qingmei picked up the curtain and came in from the outside. It looked cautious: "Wang Hao, what is the order?"
"Right, today is a little hot, you go to the kitchen, prepare a kelp duck soup, wait for the lord to come back and let him go to the fire." Luo Qingyi looked like a light, smiled: "Prepare a few more The dish, Wang Ye must be tired, remember to prepare hot water, Wang Ye wants to bathe. Oh, there is still something, tomorrow I want to let Wang Ye visit the Prince Edward, you tell your boss, let her see what is suitable Gifts, let Wang Ye take it with you tomorrow."
Every time Luo Qingyi said, Qingmei's face was ugly. Her period of Ai's nod was greeted, but the tone was not natural.
"Wang Hao, it is better to change the sky than it is. Wang Ye is going out today. It may be very late to come back." Qingmei pondered, how can Wang Wang not think about Wang Ye coming back as soon as possible, not to mention anything, "Wang Ye is tired, not as good as... ...the day after tomorrow, how about going to see the Prince of the House the day after tomorrow?"
She must be anxious to die. Wang went out to see the mysterious person. I don’t know if it will happen. I can’t come back tonight. There is also a small child, and it is still unknown tonight, and I don’t know how it is now.
Luo Qingying has been staring at her, and suddenly said: "Qingmei, what did Wang Ye go to Shilizhuang?"
"Wang Ye, he went..." Qingmei didn't pay attention, almost blurted out. Although he stopped at the back, Kolo Green had already heard what she said: "Do you know what Wang Ye is doing? Qingmei, tell me, what does Wang Ye do? , see who, what to do?"
"Wang Hao... Please don't ask."
I just reacted and said that I was leaking. Qingmei almost cried: "Wang Ye will not have anything, he will definitely come back, Wang Hao, you don't think too much..."
Luo Qingying interrupted her: "Either you tell me now, or I will go to Shilizhuang to find the prince now, can you tell me?"
"..."
Seeing that the green plum is still supporting the branch, Luo Qing’s words are not much to say, turn around and walk to the door, open the door and go out. Qingmei bitterly dragged her out: "Wang Hao, you are still sitting on the moon, you can't go out! The slaves beg you, the slave said, the slave said, the king went to Shilizhuang and went to see a person."
"See who?" Luo Qingying stared at her, step by step.
"Wang Ye...the person who went to see, is... North Vietnam, Han Han, Han Xun..."
What, Han Xun? Luo Qingyi heard, my heart suddenly jumped!