Chapter 670: The ghost is not scattered

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It’s all over!
His hard work is all over!
Cold and stiff, like the whole person from the inside out, even the blood is frozen. Han Xun's face was covered with frost, and the sweat that was pulled out immediately condensed into ice. The overflowing blood was also frozen, and a piece of ice was on the broken arm, and the blood was red and infiltrated.
The whole man was embarrassed, like a dog who lost his family. Han Xun’s eyes were cracked, almost crazy, and finally realized that he could never be the opponent of Nalan’s night. Why... It has been so hard for so long, he still failed. Why is he always fighting for Nalan night, and he will fail every time he is critical? Isn't there even a pity for heaven, want to kill him?
"what--"
Yang Tian roared, Han Xun's blood-stained face looked extremely horrible, like a ghost from the Nether: "Nalan Night, you will never surrender! Want to admit defeat? Dreaming!"
"Give it to kill - kill! Kill one enough, kill a pair and make a big profit, hahahaha..."
Looking at Han Xun's crazy wielding arm, Luo Qingying's heart is heavy. Once the arrogant North Vietnamese Emperor Hanson, it was just that he got it. Since he died without repentance, it seems that only with blood can he clear his sins.
A selfish person like him always thinks that all the people in the world must bow down to him and admire him. If he is slightly unhappy, he is disobedient and betrayal to him. He will never admit his own problems. If so, then there is nothing to say, go to and go back to the furnace!
The wicked have their own evil spirits!
Nodded at Nalan's night, he signaled that he and his children were safe. Luo Qingyi was escorted by Yongan and Liang Yuyan and left in a small sedan.
Looking at Luo Qingying and the children to leave, Nalan’s night finally let go.
Looking around the courtyard for a week, the situation has basically been controlled. Han Xun’s dozens of dead men are almost left, only seven or eight around him, as if they are making the final resistance. The main lord Han Xun has been forced to the end, the slain by the slain, and the mouthful of the mouth, almost standing still unstable.
Nalan couldn't help but secretly thank him. Fortunately, he found out that he was wrong. He knew that Luo Qing was taking advantage of his actions. She really didn't want him to worry, but how could this little woman understand? Isn't she so worried, is he not worried?
Knowing her heart, Konathan knows better that this is his son. Do you not save yourself, do you want to save by your own woman? Really angry and funny, I can't wait to catch her to play a butt, but when he saw Luo Qingyi alone, standing in front of Han Xun crying in tears, Nalan night knows that she is acting again, but still moving.
Not only to make Hanson lower the alert, but the tears in the tears contain a concern that Luo Qing is a mother. She didn't want him to worry, she put all the pressure on her, and only hoped that when he reacted, she had brought her son back and let him smile.
The strong killings were born, Nalan night looked at a stubborn Han Xun, who had made up his mind and would not be soft.
"Yuan Xing, hands-on, kill Han Xun!" He ordered coldly.
"Yes, Wang Ye!"
With his arms flattened, Yuan Xing is like Dapeng who spread his wings. The toes have already started to rush and go straight to Han Xun. And behind him, he followed the hands of a group of dark nights, rushing forward like a tide.
Killing the sound, the square is full and clear.
I am afraid that the next day, there will be rumors of countless versions of the entire Southern Weijing...
At this moment, there were countless iron riders rushing outside, the sound of armor swords colliding, and the horses screaming, from far and near, are coming in this direction. A man in the dark night hall rushed in and reported: "Wang Ye, Huang Daren of the Southern Wei Dynasty, came to say that it was to help the prince suppress the evil."
Yuan Xing heard it and couldn't help but laugh: "Is it awkward? Hahaha, it's a good group, it's a group of evil! Wang Ye, the reinforcements are coming, this Han Xun absolutely can't escape, do you want to catch him?"
Reinforcement?
Nalan night faintly raised the lips, and this Nanwei Emperor moves fast! Although this has reached the end of the stage, but since the soldiers, it also shows that the attitude is standing on his side. Originally, he also wanted to find the Southern Wei Emperor after the event, to discuss the case of his murder before Luo Luoqing, in this case, barely give a face, a write-off.
"Let them stay outside, don't let anyone run." Naran calmed in the night.
"Yes, Wang Ye." The men took the lead.
In the house, Han Xun also knows that the situation is rapidly reversing, and it is even more flustered.
"Flee, squat, or it's too late!" The slain and the confidants tried to cover Hanson and step back.
"Who dares to escape, he chopped him first! Give him a kill, kill! Hear no!" Han Xun was full of violent, screaming, like a tireless machine, not afraid of life and death, a little bit consumed only Some vitality. His long hair has been covered with blood frozen in ice, and the twitching face can barely prove his madness at the moment.
If he didn't try his best to get rid of the chill, Han Xun had already fallen. If he didn't hold the same conviction, he couldn't support it anymore. However, he has become more and more desperate. The more he invented this white, he really can't hide this robbery.
"Hahaha... Nalan night, do you want to kill?"
Standing at the door of the inner court, Hanson screamed and laughed. The whole face was distorted like a devil: "I wonder! If you do it yourself, you will not die in the hands of your Nalan night! Your group, don't even think about it. The body of the million gold that you touched! You are not worthy!"
Yuan Xing suddenly stood still and raised his hand: "Stop, don't get close." The people behind him suddenly stopped and were alert.
The dog jumped to the wall, no one knows what Han Xun still wants to do at this time. If he fights with him, it is not a wise move. He can only take a few more lives.
A group of torches ignited in the hands of Hanxun, and Nalan’s night in the distance looked like this, and seemed to notice something.
I don't know when, there is a strange smell in the air, pungent and greasy... that is the special smell of kerosene, which appears here at this time, meaning it goes without saying, suddenly let the scene a little more repressed.
"No, he wants to set fire! All spread out!" Yuan Xing suddenly screamed and his face changed.
With a bang, the people in the dark night halls were scattered as they were enemies, but they were still surrounded by the trend, and Hansen had all the dead men in the attack.
Hanson held the torch, and the last piece of force leaped to the ridge, and condescended, overlooking everyone.
And he was full of venomous eyes, only staring at Nalan's night, the gloomy voice was like hell, showing endless coldness: "Nalan night, you won! Satisfied! You can never In your hands, Nalan’s night, you will never forget the ghosts, you will curse you, curse you for life...

Hey!
A ray of light is like a meteor, hitting Hanson with lightning.
It seems to be a long sword that descends from the sky. It directly penetrates Hanson's chest, and the blade penetrates out. The blood drops down the tip of the sword, and everyone watching it trembles.
Han Tong painfully grasped the hilt, his body was crumbling, and he was on the ridge.
"Nalan night, you will not die in your hands, you would rather do it yourself..." After that, he jumped and raised the torch in his hand. A blast of explosions, instantly rolling up a powerful air wave, directly flew over the roof and walls, still raining down the scattered tiles, smashing.
The building with the smoldering oil is immersed in a sea of ​​fire, burning!
When everyone in the night hall saw it, they stepped back and quickly withdrew from the house. A group of slain sneaked into the sea of ​​fire, and with the self-immolation, disappeared in front of everyone.
Yuan Xing looked at it: "Is it actually... self-immolation?"
Pulling him down in one hand: "Adult, be careful, the fire is too big, and if it gets involved, it will be troublesome."
In response, Yuan Xing quickly walked to Nalan's night: "Wang Ye, what should I do? I can't think of Han Xun's preparations for a long time. Will there be tricks and deliberately ignite the house, in order to hide him from fleeing?"
While saying that he is watching the increasingly fierce fire, he is not sure.
It burned too much, and it was poured with fire oil. As long as it is an individual, I am afraid that I will be buried in the sea of ​​fire. Want to escape? difficult! Moreover, Han Xun has been seriously injured, I am afraid that it will not be burned to death.
Silent, Nalan night is also somewhat unexpected.
Unexpectedly, Han Xun was so determined, and would rather die than die, showing that his heart has reached a paranoid point. I would rather choose to burn such a painful death, and not want to be beheaded by a sword. In this way, the death is fierce, but it is also the dignity of his generation of emperors.
For a long time, Nalan said: "Let people keep, don't let the fire spread, wait until the fire is extinguished and check again. No one can escape. Since they choose this kind of death, then we will be all right. ""
"burned to death..." Yuan Xing's face was pumped, and his heart groaned: Sure enough, there is enough metamorphosis!
"Yes, Wang Ye, I promise that even flies will not leak one!"
Just after the departure of Nalan’s night, Yuan Xing left several small leaders of the night hall to guard the place, and by the way, he handed over to the soldiers. He didn't worry, this house is so big, it burns so badly, can Hanson still live?
Waiting to collect the corpse for him...
But no one knows, when the raging fire obscures the eyes and ears of everyone, in a building like a sea of ​​fire, there is still a secret passage hidden deep in the ground.
Because of the violent explosion, the secret passages of the underground have collapsed, countless bricks and beams have collapsed, and layers have been buried and buried, and the original entrance has never been seen. But in the secret road, there are a few ghostly figures in the lingering, hard moving.
The raging fire burned for a whole night before it went out. The surrounding people were talking and pointing, but they didn't know what was going on.
Soon, a scorched corpse was spotted in the ruins, and it was completely unrecognizable. When these coke-like bodies were lifted out, the people who were far from the crowd were scattered by birds and beasts. The scared face changed greatly and the rumors rose.
The arson incident was quickly suppressed. It was only said that a group of hooligans had come to this place. It was the group that had taken the baby before. It has been annihilated by the soldiers and the people are relieved.
No one doubts that the case has finally come to an end.