Chapter 697: Reward you, one night

The poison needle knocked down the mask of the young woman. She is not someone else, it is Duanmu Yao.
In fact, Long Fei Ye and Han Yu don't have to look to know who she is.
When Long received the blackmail letter from night, he guessed it was Duanmu Yao, and when Duanmu Yao asked why the dragon didn't bring the Xuan Han sword, Han Han also guessed her identity.
Long Feiye and Han Yu always thought that the robbers would be the Queen Mother of the Tianan Kingdom. They did not expect to be Duanmu Yao.
In the capacity of Duanmu Yao, please be sure to move Mrs. Cold Moon.
So, can they breathe a sigh of relief? Duanmu Yao has always been ignorant of the identity of the dragon and the night.
However, Duanmu Yao is just suspicious if he can't control the Xuanhan sword, he is too suspicious.
"What about people?" The dragon is not cold at night.
"Brothers..."
Duanmu Yao made a sound, and the dragon was interrupted by the night. "This king does not have such a sister!"
Duanmu Yao’s eyes were red.
Master, the old man is still looking forward to us going back together!

"What about people? Don't let the king ask the third time!"
Long non-night's patience is limited, and does not say what the real purpose of Duanmu Yao, killing Han Yu must be one of her purposes.
I have been watching Master's face before, and I have let go of Duanmu Yao many times. This time, before he came, he didn't intend to let go. Even if Master pursued it, he recognized it.
This kind of woman is really annoying!
"You promised me the conditions, I will send Yitai to the Qin Wangfu, if you do not agree... I would rather die here today!" Duanmu Yao is very determined.
"Xuan Han Bao Jian?" Long non-night sneer, "Wang Qiu Zi want?"
"You can not surrender the Xuan Han sword, as long as ... as long as you heal for me." Duanmu Yao Chu Chu looked pitifully at the dragon night, as if he was innocent, wronged.
In fact, this is Mrs. Leng Yue and her deal.
Mrs. Leng Yue handed Yi Tai to her hand, let her come forward to bargain with the dragon for the night, and took the Yi Tai 妃 for the Xuan Han sword in the hands of the dragon.
She agreed with almost no fear, and the only condition she gave to Mrs. Cold Moon was to take the opportunity to kill Han Han.
Even though she wrote in the blackmail letter that she would come alone from night, she knew that Han Han would definitely come with the dragon.
Now, Mrs. Cold Moon has escaped, and she does not want the Xuan Han sword. She only wants her brother to help her heal.
In her opinion, this request is not excessive.
Long is not open at night, Han Han is cold and cold, "This Wang Hao refused!"
"Han Wei, what qualification do you have for my brother to make a decision? Who do you think you are!" Duan Muyao angered, even if she was warned, she insisted on calling the dragon non-night brother.
"Do not help the teacher and sister to heal, it is unjust, not to save the mother, is not filial! Han Hao, do you want to trap my brother in unrighteousness and filial piety?" Duanmu Yao straightforward and geological question.
Han Han is simply going to be disgusted by this woman. Even if the dragon is not dead this night, she will not mind the hands-on!
Twilight swept through the silk, Han Han suddenly approached Duanmu Yao, cold and cold, "Dragon is my man, his everything is mine. This is my qualification!"
"Han Han, you don't want to face!"
Duanmu Yaozhen is a slap in the face, the dragon is not going to start at night, Han Han has long held the wrist of Duanmu Yao, Duanmu Yao wants to struggle, actually struggles to open.
She was about to lift her other hand. However, Han Han was faster than her, and she slammed into her face. "Hey!"
Duanmu Yao is incredible!
She has never been beaten in this life!
"Han Han, I am fighting with you!"
She was furious and the other hand was coming over, but it was a pity that she was also living in Han.
What's up with her?
She is a martial artist. How can a hand holding a sword be able to rival Han Han’s hand?
Long Fei night has long been found clues, he is still cold-faced, standing behind Han Han, when she is a strong backing.
"How? No strength?" Han Yu smiled coldly.
"You poisoned me!"
Duanmu Yao is incredible, she clearly has no poison needle! The poison needle just passed over her face and destroyed her mask.
"Duan Muyao, are you stupid or stupid? Didn't you see that these people lying on the ground are all poisoned?"
Han Han’s nose,
I may not poison you? You really take yourself as a root! You are just a dog, and the talents of the old man of Jianzong are similar to the love of the swordsman. You really think that you How different is it? I really think that everyone is not as good as you, you have to let you hold you?"
Han Yu let go of Duanmu Yao’s hands and pushed her to the ground. She was squatting at her.
Duan Muyao, I tell you, in front of my husband, you will never have a special case. You are dead this heart!

The poison in Duanmu Yao has begun to attack. She sat on the ground, licking her swollen cheeks, and her eyes were red.
She didn't have the strength to stand up, but she should be too embarrassed! This is her last and the biggest chip!
Duanmu Yao looked cold face tonight, and the silent dragon was not night, suddenly laughed. "Dragon is not night, don't you want to see your mother?"
In front of outsiders, Duanmu Yao had already called the name of the dragon non-night, but in front of him, this is the first time.
Is this counted by love?
No, this is at best annoying to hate!
Duanmu Yao did not understand love at all. She only knew possession and was vanity with possession.
Even if Duanmu Yao wants to talk to the dragon non-night, Han Han does not give her a chance, even her chances of talking to the dragon and the night are not given.
Long Fei night has not answered yet, Han Han asked coldly, "Duan Muyao, apart from being weak, don't you think your face is itchy?"
After Han Yu’s reminder, Duan Muyao scratched her face unconsciously. Her cheeks were indeed itchy, like the lack of moisture was too dry and itchy.
She was unyielding, and she scratched her two times and found that her cheeks were dry and peeling. She finally realized the seriousness of the problem. "Han Wei, what poison have you done to me?"
"One night," Han said.
Listening to this name, Duanmu Yao is very upset, "What poison is it?"
"It only takes one night, exactly six hours or so, your face will gradually age, and finally become the look of the next year." Han Yu patiently explained, "Now your face has begun to dry, after drying Old age spots and wrinkles will be born until your face is completely old and your strength will be restored."
"No... I don't want it!"
Duanmu Yao is like crazy. The most careful thing in her life is that except for the dragon and the night, she only has this face!
She has impeccable facial features, almost flawless skin, beautiful temperament, and innate temperament, she is the most beautiful woman in the sky and the sky! How does she endure the spots, wrinkles, how to face the fact that one night is old?
"I don't want! Han Han, antidote? This princess and command you
, immediately give me antidote, right away!

"Han Han, take the antidote out, hurry up!"
......
Duanmu Yao almost snarled with irrationality, but time did not stop, and the toxin did not dissipate. Instead, because of her excitement, the toxins spread faster on her face.
Only a little while, she touched the corners of her eyes and had wrinkles on her forehead.
She can't stand it!
"Han Wei, you heard no! Give me the antidote!"
"Han Han, give me the antidote, I promise you everything! Hurry!"
......
Han did not move, coldly asked, "Is it too embarrassing?"
"You give the antidote, as long as my face is good, I promise that you will see Yitai soon." Duanmu Yao said urgently.
"On the issue of giving priority to the first person or the first dose, this Wang Hao can slowly talk to her. However, the king is kind enough to remind you that the poison of the "Year of the Night" is irreversible."
"What do you mean?" Duan Muyao is very upset.
"The irreversible meaning is that antidote can only prevent your face from getting older and will not let you return to its original appearance."
Han Xiaowei smiled, his face was harmless, Duanmu Yao collapsed. "Han Wei, you are a monk, I want to kill you!"
Duanmu Yao has pulled the sword, but unfortunately, she can't wave it.
Han Hao stepped back, arms around her chest, and she was high on the top. "Okay, wait for you to regain strength, let's fight again, I am waiting."
Duanmu Yao was a little bit mad and vomiting blood, she felt the smell in her throat.
Wait?
"Wait for" is equal to "old" for her!
Does she have any other choices? She did not. She shouted, "Come."
Soon, the two maids who were hiding in the jungle were willing to lift them out, and it was too unfortunate.
The dragon checked the side of the night, and determined that Yitai was just a coma, and there was nothing wrong with it.
"Han Han, antidote!" Duan Muyao is in a hurry.
"Antidote?"
Han Yuxiu's eyebrows are slightly embarrassing, so he thinks like it. "Drug. Yeah, I brought it?"
Duanmu Yao cried, she was furious, "Han Han, you can't do this!"
"Then you said, what should I do?" Han Yu asked very seriously.
"Do you want to say no words? Give me the antidote, right away!" Duanmu Yao was so anxious.
Han Hao came down and enjoyed the taste of Duanmu Yao’s wrinkled forehead and the cheeks with spots and stars. She said,
Duan Muyao, you calm down, let’s have something to say. The more excited you are, the more the toxins will be. The faster you attack, the more you go on, the more you don't have to spend the night, you will be old."
Duan Muyao touched his face and really cried. "Han Han, I beg you, when I ask you to do it! Han Han, you are not a person who does not believe, right!"
"Is this kind of person, should you have a letter and a letter?" Han Han asked coldly.
Duanmu Yao was speechless, and now she can only ask, she is asking, but Han Hao took out the antidote and threw it to her. "Duan Muyao, for you, this king is still saying something and trusting. Because Ben Wang and you are not a class of people."
Duanmu Yao can't take care of anything, take the medicine and rush it.
Yi Taihao saved his hand, and Duanmu Yao also ate a big loss. Han Hao was about to leave. Who knows that Long Fei’s hand grabbed a hand and grabbed the long sword on the ground, pointing to Duanmu Yao...
(End of this chapter)