648 buried together
"Bang."
I don't know whose wine cup on the table cracked, and then, at the crack, it was difficult to distinguish the direction.
There was a soft sound on someone's head, and the bun was already scattered before he could raise his hand. Then, the jade crown baby hairpin fell at his feet.
broken.
People began to panic.
However, I don't know if it was because of fear that my heart suddenly felt uncomfortable.
No, it's not just the heart, but all over the body, as if there are countless small hammers beating, and they seem to turn into porcelain. As long as the hammer is strengthened, it will break them into powder.
Yes, it is...
They can't say their name, because so far, no one knows what skills Xuanyuan has practiced. They only heard that the work is not easy to launch. Once launched, not only will the people who are included in the scope of the attack not only have a lifetime, but also they will die.
Xuanyuan Shang, do you really want them to be buried? Including himself? For this woman?
The ground began to vibrate, as if there was thunder coming from the depths.
The hall began to shake, and countless people stood unsteadily, fell to the ground, and bounced strangely.
"Puff..."
I don't know who vomited blood and sprayed someone else's face.
But no one screamed, because the sound had been turned into pieces before it could be exited.
"Xuan,yuan, Shang..."
Nangong Wan covered her chest, but her face, which she tried her best to maintain, had cracked.
The crack is very strange. It is the lines of blood vessels, tracers, thick and thin, floating out rainbows, just like carefully crafted broken porcelain.
But she always controlled the woman in her hand, and the blood on the blade was sliding down into a red line.
The woman seemed to be unaware of it at all. She opened her eyes wide and always looked at the direction of the palace door in an instant.
Is she dead...
Some people wanted to ask Xuanyuan Shang to stop, but found that they could not approach him at all, and Xuanyuan Shang's hands were also covered with blood, with red ** hanging on his fingertips, and his feet were also dark and wet.
He really doesn't want to live...
Everyone was shocked, but what should we do? We didn't do anything. Why should we bury that woman?
They wanted to shout, but there was no sound.
They want to escape, but they can't move.
The bead string fell...
Light and shadow madness...
The beam and column are tilted...
The fragments on the top of the hall are roaring everywhere.
The emperor rolled down from his seat and shouted: "Let her go, let her go..."
Yes, let that woman go and let her go!
With profound skills, he has begun to make a sound. Even Dongfang Xu stared at the bloody gray eyes at the corners of his eyes and looked at Nangong Wan in horror: "Let her go..."
Nangong Wan suddenly laughed and said, "Let her go? What on earth is she worth you... Well, isn't she going to be buried with? Since it's so precious, even if Nangong Wan dies, I will pull her for burial!"
The blade was horizontal, and blood burst out.
But at this moment, a strange fragrance came.
Nangong Wan's hand shook and the dagger fell to his feet.
Then, Nangong Wan, who had been standing steadily, suddenly fell to the ground, twitched all over, and then shrank into a ball.
She doesn't seem to think it's small enough. She continues to shrink...
The bones shattered, accompanied by her sad screams.
**'s hand stretched out, even if it formed a claw-shaped... inner roll... atrophy, still stretched forward in one direction. And because of the contraction of the eyelids, the eyes burst, only staring firmly in that direction.
Luo Wen'er also fell down.
However, at the moment of landing, it was wrapped in a broad embrace.
She didn't realize it at all. Her eyes that had not been closed only saw a person lying behind the screen. Although she was also covered with blood, she firmly grasped an open bottle in her hand, and there was still a fragrance gushed out.
Nangong Wan has always been reluctant to give up the fragrant pills that can make her beautiful, but he has forgotten that spices are compatible with each other.
Duan Yuzhou...
She looked at the man who tried to smile at her, moved the corners of her lips and closed her eyes...
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Master, master...
Hu Lun stepped forward and tried to keep up with the figure in front of him.
But the master walked very fast, as if he were flying.
The wind blows head-on, holding the master's words...
"She hates me, and she finally hates me..." The master muttered, "Okay, good..."
Suddenly stopped and turned around, causing Hu Lun to almost hit his arms.
"Xiao Lunzi, do you think this is very good?"
Hu Lun was stunned and nodded repeatedly, but almost burst into tears.
"That's good, that's good..."
Qian Yumo turned around with a smile and was about to start. Suddenly, his body was shocked.
Hu Lun only heard a "pu" sound, and the snow in front of him spread a piece of blood red. He immediately lost his heart and hugged Qian Yumo: "Master, master..."
"Quick, let's go..."
The master wiped the blood from his jaw and stepped forward quickly. The footsteps staggered slightly, dragging out long marks on the snow.
"It's okay, it's okay..."
The master began to mutter again, but Hu Lun knew that the master was not talking about himself or comforting him, but...
Hu Lun wiped his eyes, turned his head and looked at the direction of Yao Xian Hall. Suddenly, he squeezed his lips and followed Qian Yumo.
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Zhang Spear held and carried a lot of things. His always vigorous steps were a little staggering, while the two little hairs around him walked lightly.
It's really difficult for them. After shopping for a day, the owner went to the west. After a while, he kept asking him "what is this" and "what is it for" and "how does the blade look like this"... He simply didn't feel tired for a moment.
He looked at a figure pretending to be steady and excited, thinking that taking care of children is really not a human job. I don't know what the Lord thinks, but he actually plans to...
He suddenly stopped, and the two children also stopped.
In front, someone rushed out of the palace gate, looking like...
He narrowed his eyes.
Qian Yumo......
He immediately woke up and looked around...
Why did he come out? Lord...
However, it seemed that there was something urgent, so he went out and got into the carriage.
Doudou stared at the carriage that drove away: "Well, why do I think that man is so like his own father? Mao Mao, do you think it looks like it? But how can my father be here?"
Mao Mao looked at the fading dots for a moment, squeezed his lips and didn't say a word.
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"This is used to apply the wound, three times a day, don't dip it in water, wrap it in clean gauze, and don't see the wind..."
"This is used to remove scars after healing, and it is also three times a day." Duan Yuzhou smiled and said, "Don't worry, my medical skills are still good..."
Looking at the person opposite taking the bottle and laughing blankly, he paused: "Actually, this can not only remove scars. Nangong Wan's dagger is poisonous. If you refuse to use it, the injury will be painful, itchy and unbearable..."
The face turned dark and looked at the man in the distance...
A Tibetan robe, the back is as motionless as a mountain. Just looking up, it makes people calm down. That kind of temperament is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people.
However... I still don't want to.
"Do you really want to go with him?"