Chapter 193: : The bitter wine made by yourself

The mother's expression changed: "Who? Who is it, with such great ability, can arrange the South to fall to this point?"
Xue Xinghan didn't speak, but looked up to the northwest.
To the northwest, there is another large mountain with dense vegetation. The altitude is abruptly higher than the location of 800 Village, which is several hundred meters higher. No matter in spring, summer, autumn or winter, it is shrouded in faint white mist. The legend of the flower that will never give up is here. Became a reality.
Especially in the Valley of the Kings at the foot of the mountain, it is like spring all year round, and rare animals such as sika deer and cranes, which are almost extinct elsewhere, make this a paradise.
There is a deep spring under the Valley of the Kings, which is still a hot spring. The water quality is sweet. The plants in the valley are watered, and the heat that emerges turns into white mist and surrounds the mountain.
There are mountains, there are valleys, and there are imperial mountains, and there are imperial valleys—but there is nothing here without the emperor’s resting time.
Following Xue Xinghan's gaze, the old man looked towards Emperor Mountain, his eyes jumped wildly, and he asked in a rattling voice: "You, you mean Sui----"
"I did not say!"
Xue Xinghan interrupted the old man's words in time, and then slowly repeated: "I didn't say, you didn't say, none of us said. But we all know in our hearts, including the village chief of 800. Therefore, Yang Tiantian and Li Nanfang In the meantime, no matter what she did, she really did it voluntarily. Li Nanfang asked for it herself, so she can't blame anyone."
The mother lowered her eyes, was silent for a long time, and sighed: "Oh, after all, it is the South that I am sorry for."
"He will get retribution!"
In the eyes of the old man, there was an angry hostility, and he grinned and said, "Drink the bitter wine he brewed himself!"
The mother couldn't help asking, "Could it be that in the future, let the south go to that kind of place?"
Xue Xinghan curled his lips in disdain: "Cut, what's wrong with going to such a place? Xiaoqiao, I know you have treated the as your own son. I just want to treat him well. I hope he and Yue Zitong's girl, Be safe for a lifetime. I don't want to see what he has done during his years abroad. Huh, are the girls great? You have already slept in the south."
The mother blushed and the old man was a little jealous, but after the mother squeezed her thigh secretly, she forgot the nasty thoughts, and smiled and said, "Actually, it is not a punishment for others. On the contrary, there will be Many people yearn for----"
Xue Xinghan interrupted him: "You just yearn for it, don't you?"
"Ha, how could I! In my entire life, I love a woman in Xiaoqiao, and the other women are pink skulls."
The old man laughed: "Furthermore, isn't my sister-in-law too----oh, I won't say anything, Xiaoqiao, let go, okay?"
"Huh, who's here?"
Facing the master on the other side of the mountain, he let go of the old man's hand and gave a soft voice.
From a distance, you can see a figure, walking past the stone beam above the scared manger, and several children who are herding sheep on the side of the ditch, running towards that person.
"It's Old Xie!"
Xue Xinghan was overjoyed and jumped up from the rock.
The old man was also very happy, but his face soon became gloomy.
At such a distance, Xue Xinghan did not see the difference between the husband who was sharing the bed, but when he saw him turning the corner of the mountain, the old man supported the fruit tree with his hand, and saw that he might be injured.
Xie Qingshang, actually hurt!
Like the wind blowing through the grassland, Xue Xinghan, with a healthy body, ran up to Xie Qingshang, ignoring the few little kids who were herding sheep beside him, leaped up, opened his arms, and threw himself into the arms of her husband.
She is such a reckless woman. She loves her husband like a raging fire, and doesn't care what others think of her, just like when Li Nanan's little finches are smashed, there will be nothing unusual.
Lao Xie enjoys his wife's tenderness very much. Even though he is already the mother of two sons, in his heart, his life is always the same as when he first saw him, holding his wife in his hands, and taking a few steps back with a happy smile.
"what happened to you?"
Xue Xinghan immediately noticed something from his retreat. When Xiu frowned, he found that her husband's face seemed a little pale, and he hurriedly jumped from him.
"It's okay, the head, limbs, including the most important point, are not missing."
Affected by the temperament of his wife and hooligans, Lao Xie, who has a calm personality, now speaks with a little scorn.
Xue Xinghan ignored him, turned around him twice, reaching out and lifting the clothes on his back.
Under the dark blue shirt, there was a black fist print impressively printed on the back of Xie Qingshang like a tattoo. Xue Xinghan was taken aback and stretched out his hand to caress, but he didn't dare. Tears hung on his long eyelashes.
"Don't worry, it's still early to die."
Xie Qingshang put down her clothes, turned around and hugged his wife, patted her on the back a few times, and said triumphantly: "I was just punched by the lady, but she was pierced in the eye by me. Hey, how do you say , All earned."
"Have you found out her origin?"
The old man also rushed over, took a look at Lao Xie's back clothes and breathed a sigh of relief.
The old man is a great expert in healing, and he can tell at a glance that although the surface of the Xie Qingshang is severely injured, it only hurts the meridians, but does not hurt the bones and internal organs. Just soak in the Imperial Valley hot springs for a few days to get the skin The residual poison suffered is clear.
"It's a bit like an island crisis ninja, but the poison used is a bit more insidious. That's me, if it's someone else, it's really hard to say."
Xie Qingshang said this, without the slightest boasting meaning. Don't look at his understatement, but he knew how thrilling it was when he assassinated a couple of senior officials.
"crisis?"
Xue Xinghan squinted his eyes: "In those days, when Hu Lao Er and Qin Lao Qi joined forces, they all suffered from the island crisis that the boss lost?"
Hu Lao Er, Xie Lao Si, Qin Lao Qi, Jing Hong tenth, as early as many years ago, for the Chinese dragon in December, set the undefeated myth, known as the world's four major close combat fighters, Ding'er, Sharp character.
Hu Lao Er's Yin, Xie Lao Si's steady, Qin Lao Qi's ruthlessness, and Jing Hong's Tenth coldness are all well known.
The darkest and most ruthless two people joined forces, and both suffered a big loss in the hands of the crisis. What's more, thank you for hurting one person to face the upgraded crisis?
Being able to kill the opponent and come back alive, this is already the result of Xue Xinghan's constant prayers.
According to legend, the island crisis ninjas are the real ninjas. They feed on corpses and insects not long after they are born, undergoing the most cruel training, and they will not die with a single blow.
If you want to kill them, you can only pierce their eyes and then set fire to them.
In fact, they are a group of living zombies, but they have thoughts.
After so many years, the crises of the older generation have been eliminated, and the crises of the new generation must have developed more perfect. At the very least, the woman has no signs of zombies on her appearance, a lively and fragrant person.
"I am not too sure, but I am 50% sure."
Xie Qingshang was unwilling to mention this matter with his wife, and changed the subject: "What about the little bastard, did you wake up?"
The old man nodded: "Wake up."
"It's fine if you wake up. I'll go to the village chief's house first. Xinghan, you go to the Emperor Valley and say hello to the three masters. I'm going to take a bath----huh!"
Xie Qingshang said, stepping on a stone under his feet, staggering his body, instinctively raised his hand to maintain balance, but affected the fist on the back, and he snorted in pain.
"I'm going to find that bastard!"
Xue Xinghan hurriedly held her husband and saw that his face was even grayer, and he was distressed to death. He raised his hand and wiped the corner of his eyes. I want to run in front of Li Nanfang, punch and kick some more.
The old man didn't care about it: "Let her go, you can't beat that bastard. But I really have to thank you for him."
"Speaking like this, it's a confession. You raised him, but I was the teacher who taught him. When it comes to getting close to him, even if it's worse than you, it's no worse."
Xie Qingshang smiled indifferently, and glanced at the direction where his wife was running away: "In Xinghan's heart, don't you also treat the as a son?"
Only a mother will have no scruples when his son has done something wrong and must teach him. He will hit wherever he wants, regardless of mother-in-law’s persuasion.
When she rushed in, the mother-in-law was rubbing her numb cheek and talking to Li Nanfang.
Now that certain things have become reality, Li Nanfang doesn’t have to avoid it, or she would waste her pains.
He was completely forgetting who the woman in front of him was, and talking to others, Xue Xinghan rushed in, pushed the woman away, and kicked Li Nanfang off the bed with his foot.
"Xinghan, what are you doing?"
The mother-in-law was shocked, but she didn't dare to reach out her hand to stop her. She was really afraid of being kicked by this lunatic woman.
"You can't tell, I'm pressing and rubbing for your good son-in-law!"
Xue Xinghan said fiercely, alternating his feet, and constantly kicking Li Nanfang: "Babbit, do you feel it? Ang! Answer the old lady, do you feel it? Are you very proud of it now? Do you want my old lady also incarnate? Rouge horse, ridden by you?"
The mother-in-law exclaimed, she had no face to see people, she slumped on the ground with her face in her hands, and started crying.
Li Nanfang wanted to commit suicide if he had the strength to bite off his tongue.
He didn't, he could only speak, but not.
He hoped that Xue Xinghan could kick him to death, and it would be better than now.
He didn't hate Xue Xinghan at all.
Because he saw tears on Aunt Xue’s face, and when she got tired of kicking and knelt on the ground, punching his shoulder with a fist, he asked, "Old Xie, are you injured?"
"It's okay, I can't die."
Xue Xinghan stood up and let out a sigh of relief: "It's so comfortable. Little bastard, you must get better for the old lady as soon as possible, or I will castrate you. Sweet, you continue----but let me say, you There is still too little experience in this area. I really should ask this bastard. Li Nanfang, you can tell the truth to my old lady, you can make women fly by just talking, right?"
Li Nanfang wanted to say it was wrong, and after seeing Xue Xinghan sneer again, he quickly said it was right.
"The old lady, I'm waiting for you."
After the female gangster finished speaking, when she turned to leave, she tore off Yang Tiantian's pajamas.
When Yang Tiantian screamed, she laughed wildly and walked out: "What's the matter, since I have to do it, I still wear clothes to dry the birds? It's not happy at all!"
Xue Xinghan has been walking for a long time, and Li Nanfang moved his eyes and looked at his mother-in-law: "She is sick, except for my wife, 800 people are all sick, don't care."
The mother-in-law, who was crying softly, shook her head: "She, she is for my good."
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