Poison Genius Consort

When the door of the Jiugong Palace was opened, Han Yu felt a cold cold rushing in the face and it was so cold.

God knows how many years this palace has not been opened, and has not seen the sun.

She and the dragon walked in the night, Han Han deliberately closed the door, and smashed it from inside.

The vast palace, empty, dark, can only see the faint light in front, Jianzong old man and Duanmu Yao should be there.

The more you go inside, the colder you are. It is impossible to imagine that the old man of Jianzong will be locked up here when he is sick.

There is a pity for hateful people, and there are hateful places for poor people!

Han Yu has never seen the appearance of Jian Zong's old man. She never thought of this handsome and clear, the old man of the bones of Xianzi, would have become like this.

Even with his full hatred, Han Han’s heart could not help but scream.

The tall and arrogant Jianzong old man, the high-ranking Jianzong old man, the martial arts supreme, a generation of masters, he actually collapsed into a group, the wolf is like a dog who is lingering.

He was kneeling in the corner, his hands clasped his knees, curled up into a ball, clearly in his sixties, but he was like a lost child, at a loss.

His eyes were hollow and confused, and he muttered to himself, unable to hear what he was saying. Duanmu Yao was lying not far away, still unconscious.

Han Yu lived, and the dragon was not moving at night, with no expression.

For a long time, Han Yu was whispered. "He... used to be like this before?"

Han Yu remembered what Long Fei had told her, and the silver hair of the old man of Jianzong was due to the death of the mother and the night.

Only the word "love" can torture people into such a thing, if the sky is old, it will be old!

For a long while, the dragon did not answer her at night, and did not seem to listen.

"When he was sick, is this the case?" Han Yu asked again.

However, the dragon did not answer the night, and Han Han looked back at him, but he saw him squinting and did not see the old man of Jianzong.

Is it too uncomfortable in my heart, so I don't want to see it.

After all, it is Master. After all, it is the master who is kind and heavy, like the father. Over the years, the burden of the East Qin royal family, only the old man can understand him.

"It wasn't like this before. This time... it hurts the most painful." Long Fei night finally opened his mouth.

Suddenly, the old man of Jianzong looked up and saw that he was stunned and scared. He looked at Han Yu and Long Fei, and looked at Duan Muyao, muttering to himself. "I can't save her... I Can't save her... I **** it, it's all my fault... I can't save her..."

Speaking and talking, actually burst into tears.

"Let's go." The dragon turned around at night and didn't look at anything.

Han Wei is still stunned. She knows that the "she" in Li Jian’s heart is not Duanmu Yao, but the dragon non-night master.

"gone!"

Long Fei night pulled Han Hao over, and he didn't want to see it. He didn't seem to want Han Hao to see this scene.

Is this the last dignity of the old man who defended Jianzong?

Han Yu knows that the dragon is not angry with the night, and he has pity for this master, and she herself, isn’t it?

Resentful, and then unwilling, she also had to admit that Li Jianxin killed her, it is indeed a long night consideration.

Once the identity of her poisonous descendants is leaked, the dragon is the most troublesome.

Han Yuzheng is leaving, the old man of Jianzong suddenly throws a palm, an invisible and colorless but powerful to the power that cannot be ignored, from his palm

The overflow of the heart came, and the end of the wooden Yaodan Dantian flowed past.

"This is..." Han Han can't ignore the power.

"Internal strength!" The dragon rushed past the night and grabbed the hand of the old man of Jianzong. "You are crazy!"

This power is nothing else, it is the internal strength of the old man of Jianzong!

Like the instinct of the sorrowful woman who lost to Han Yu, she can slowly recover in her cultivation. However, if it is taught by internal strength, it is gone, no more! Infuriating is used to protect the body, and internal strength is the basis of martial arts.

The martial arts of the old man of Jianzong is so high, and how strong his internal strength is, it is so wasted on Duanmu Yao that he is really crazy.

"Let go!"

The old man of Jianzong is crazy, open the hand of the dragon non-night, "I must save her, must! Stop me!"

"She is Duanmu Yao! Not Luo Qingling!" Long said at night.

It is a pity that the old man of Jianzong does not stop at all, and the dragon is not attacked by the dragon. The dragon can only retreat and pull the sword.

Time is tight, tomorrow is the qualifying war, he is coming in and talking about conditions with Li Jianxin, not to see him so self-deprecating!

Han Wei looked anxious, and did not want Long Fei to fight with the old man of Jianzong again. He did not want Long Fei to spend precious energy on this meaningless thing.

Seeing that the mentor and the apprentice are about to fight up, Han Han quickly pulled the hands of the dragon's non-night, and the sword-stricken old man hit a sword, just squatting from the side of Han Yu, the scene was very thrilling.

The dragon was shocked at night, and Han Han was also scared of a cold sweat.

"Li Jianxin Luo Qingling is dead! Dead!" Han Hao yelled, "Luo Qingling is killing you, why don't you dare to face the facts?"

When the words came out, the old man of Jianzong stunned. He looked at Han Han, and his eyes gradually became cloudy.

"Be careful."

Long is not going to open Han Yu in the night, but Han Han does not hide. He boldly meets the eyes of the old man of Jianzong. He asks, "Over the years, you have been sick every year. Do you think that you will punish yourself like this, will Luo Qingling forgive you? I tell you, she will never forgive you!"

"Li Jianxin, you are a hypocrite, coward! You want to maintain ridiculous dignity, fame, righteousness, you have lost Luo Qingling? She must have been waiting for you, waiting for you to give a name, but she can never wait, She is already dead! Even if she dies, she can only call you Master."

"Li Jianxin, I finally know why you must let me die! Oh, even Luo Qingling should follow the moral principles you have, is not a standard, let alone others?"

"Li Jianxin, since love can't afford, why do you still love? Why do you still hurt?"

"Li Jianxin, you can't save her life, you can't even save her heart! You can't give anything!"

"Li Jianxin, you can only go crazy, only recognize her identity when she is crazy, miss her!"

"Being out of heart...hehe, it’s just an excuse, an excuse for you to forget the meaning of the Tianshan Mountains and forget the identity of mentoring."

"Li Jianxin, for many years, why don't you want to recover?"

Han Hao said that at the end, she was sobbing, she said, "Luo Qingling has gone, gone far, even if you dare to leave everything now, I am giving her a decent name, she will never know. It is."

People, why do you always have to lose, only to know what is precious.

The old man of Jianzong had long put down his long sword. His eyes were no longer turbid, but his tears were stunned. He fell to the ground and uttered infinite sadness.

Every word of Han Yu is stabbed in his heart.

The deepest and softest place is right in the middle.

Han Yu knows that she is cruel, but she must be cruel to the end, because reality is always cruel than the human heart.

She will faint on the side of Duanmu Yao, and remove the mask, revealing the old and ugly face.

"Li Jianxin, you see it clearly. This person is not Luo Qingling, and the talent is like it, it is not her. Let Duan Muyao such a woman practice the Xuan female sword method, it is simply insulting Luo Qingling!"

Li Jianxin did not look at Duanmu Yao. In fact, everything in his heart is very clear. Over the years, he has been adoring Duanmu Yao, who is used to Duanmu Yao. It is nothing more than a sustenance. He hopes that someone can even become a Xuan female sword.

Therefore, Duanmu Yao was seriously injured. He only cares about her situation in Dantian. She never asked about her ruined appearance.

In the empty hall, there was silence. Li Jianxin lowered his head like a statue.

"Let's go." Han Yu said lightly.

"Tomorrow, I will fight in the ranks and Cang Qiuzi." Long Fei left this sentence and left with Han.

At the door, the dragon is faint, "Han Han, I..."

“Hmm?” Han Wei waited for him.

But the dragon was not stunned by her bangs, but she laughed and said nothing.

"What am I?" Han Yu asked.

"I am guilty of internal injuries for you, let's go." Long non-night faint, Han Yufang has a word that has been haunting him, she said, "Since love can't afford, why should you love, why should you hurt?"

The seventh heavy palace is the residence of Long Fei at the top of the sky. The layout of the palace is quite similar to that of his palace in Qin Wangfu. As soon as he entered the door, Han Yu had the illusion of returning to the Qin Wangfu.

At this time, she remembered one thing. "Dragon is not the night, before the letter came from the government, saying that Su Xiaoyu is missing, it should be hijacked!"

"Reassured, Chu Xifeng will deal with it." Long non-night eyes swept through a complex, pulling Han Han's hand to take the pulse seriously.

Han Hao also wants to ask, Han Han has to open his mouth, but he is stopped by his eyes.

Han Hao can only calm down and let him take the pulse.

It was determined that Han Han’s internal injuries were not serious. The dragon was not at night, and he was relieved. He suddenly reached out to Han Han’s belly and gently covered her lower abdomen.

Han Hao couldn’t help but get nervous. The place was too sensitive.

The dragon's hands are very warm, covering her lower abdomen, there is a feeling of warmth, can not tell the comfort, and she also faintly noticed a warm current, flowing from the lower abdomen, flowing to the whole body.

She is very tired and very weak. At this time, she has a feeling of refreshingness and reincarnation. Gradually, she unconsciously ignores the hands of the dragon and the night, and feels that the whole person is light...

"Fortunately, there is the infuriating protection of the mother-in-law." The dragon sighed with a sigh of relief, and in the heart, in fact, he was afraid, "I really shouldn't bring you."

Han Hao was excited at once. "You can't think of me!"

The dragon smiled at night, "I will estimate that the whole cloud knows your life."

Han Han really didn't realize this, and the Tianshan Mountain was difficult. However, the matter of the poison sect was passed down from the Tianshan Mountains and it was easy.

Long is not serious at night, "Tomorrow's qualifying war can only win, not lose."

Everyone in the world knows the life of Han Yu, and he must know the change of Tianshan. He can only control the power of Tianshan and control the Yunkong martial arts in order to compete with the medical city.

Otherwise, once he brings the Koreans down the mountain, he will become the target of the public.

Talking, knocking on the door suddenly came... Who?

(End of this chapter)