Updated: 2013-12-22

Chapter 917, Yellow Sparrow!

Tang Chongcai didn't care what Dong Xiaobao was thinking, and he didn't care if his fragile glass heart was hurt.

The fist hit Dong Xiaobao's head like lightning, carrying the wind and Tang Chong's hatred.

Tang Zhong and Dong Xiaobao, these two young people who were destined to be opponents by birth, only one can survive after tonight and before tomorrow comes.

At this moment, Tang Chong felt that his body was full of strength, even if he let go of a tiger, he would be able to tear it apart alive.

Hiss -

The moisture in the air was evaporated, and wherever the punch passed, it seemed as if space could be distorted by them.

"Xiaobao-" Dong Xinhang shouted urgently.

He didn't want Dong Bodhi to die, let alone see Dong Xiaobao die.

Dong Xiaobao is the hope of their Dong family, and it is also his hope. He pinned all his feelings and unfulfilled wishes on Dong Xiaobao. If Dong Xiaobao died, the Dong family would suffer heavy losses, and he would be left with nothing.

But he was a cripple. What can he change in this life-and-death battle?

He couldn't even influence his own nephew, so how could he want to influence Tang Chong's decision?

Dong Xiaobao heard this shout, but he knew that he was gone, and there was no way to change his mortal fate.

A turn is just the distance between life and death.

He never thought that turning around would be such a difficult thing for him.

Syllable!

Tang Chong's fist couldn't smash down.

Because, I don't know when, a white satin was wrapped around her arm.

It's silk again. Tang Zhong hates satin.

Panruo stood barefoot not far behind Tang Chong, pulling a piece of white silk in his hand, and looked at Tang Chong with calm but firm eyes. It means that if you want to kill Dong Xiaobao, you have to pass my level first.

Very loyal, loyal and a little stupid.

Tang thought again, if it was him, if he saw that the general situation was not good, he would simply hurry away, and Huaxia Kingdom would not stay, and go directly to his lair in India to hide.

Tang Zhong pulled the silk hard, and Pranya was also pulling back hard at the same time. I want to pull Tang Zhong back.

Tang Zhong worked harder, and Prajna also worked harder.

Tang Zhong suddenly gave up resistance, and his body was dragged upside down by the incomparable strength of Prajna.

Praruo was a little surprised, but he didn't expect Tang Zhong to give up resistance.

One hand dragged the satin, and the other hand turned into a sharp claw and grabbed Tang Chong's neck fiercely. As soon as Tang Chong fell into her arms, she would immediately give him a fatal blow.

The demons in the heart, the demons in the heart, erased from the heart, are no longer demons.

For Prajna, being able to get rid of Tang Zhong is also a great practice for Nirvana.

Tang Chong's body flew upside down in the air, and his back was about to be close to Prajna's chest - he didn't refuse to have such contact with a beautiful woman, but it was difficult for you to treat a woman like Prajna as a woman.

Hiss -

At the moment when the two of them were about to make contact, the silk tied to Tang Chong's arm suddenly broke with a hiss.

Tang Zhong turned around abruptly one hundred and eighty degrees, and slammed a punch into Prajna's stomach at an extremely tricky angle.

Bang -

A muffled sound came, and Panruo was sent flying out by Tang Chong.

Just as her body was about to hit the wall, her bare feet slammed a little against the wall behind her, and her body flew forward again.

Whoosh -

She stood on top of a snowdrift with her feet on top, blood spilling from the corners of her mouth.

There was still no expression on her face, but the eyes that looked at Tang Zhong had become fierce.

She was angry.

The clay figure still has three points of fire, let alone a false bodhisattva?

"You're really strong." A sneer appeared at the corner of Tang Chong's mouth. "But there are some things that men are better at—"

If she didn't respond to Tang Chong's words, she didn't know how to respond.

With a wave of his right hand, a piece of white silk was like an obedient poisonous snake winding towards Tang Chong. The silk, which was as light as a silkworm's wing, spread into a beautiful white line, hard and straight, and difficult to break.

I don't know where she got so much silk from, does she carry dozens of catties of cloth with her?

Tang Zhong didn't dodge, and when the white silk rushed towards him, his big hand grabbed the other end of the silk in the palm of his hand.

If you exert force, Tang Chong's body does not move at all.

With a little more force, Tang Chong's feet slid two steps forward along the smooth ground.

"Get out—" Tang burst out.

As he shouted, his right hand was exerting force, and Prajna's body rushed towards him like a kite pulled by silk threads.

Prajna's body rushed forward uncontrollably, and Tang Chong's body also ran forward.

Praruo's eyes widened slightly, and with a flick of her fingers, the silk that connected her and Tang Zhong spontaneously ignited without fire.

Unfortunately, it was already late.

The distance between the two quickly narrowed, and Tang Chong's left hand had already grabbed her shoulder. When she wanted to escape, she slammed it hard, and one of her shoulder bones was unloaded by Tang Zhong.

Even so, Tang Zhong still didn't dare to let go.

His left hand gripped her shoulder tightly, for fear that she would accidentally run away again. In that case, it would be tantamount to letting the tiger return to the mountain, and it would not be easy to catch her again.

Pain!

Prajna frowned.

The pain is not unbearable. People like them, as long as their hearts are still beating and their vital organs are not damaged to the point of being extremely serious, they can easily save themselves.

However, she fell into the hands of this reckless and filthy man like a savage, which was intolerable to her.

She said something in her mouth, then her body relaxed and tensed violently, and the shoulder that Tang Zhong grabbed was torn off by her.

Bloody!

Tang Zhong grabbed a severed arm that was still spurting blood outward, a little stupid, are these women all monsters? How can you be so cruel to yourself?

Bang!

Tang Chong's throat was grasped in his hand by the regained freedom of Prajna. Her only hand.

Hard!

Push harder!

Whoop -

It was like a knife cutting through paper, and like a sharp object piercing the flesh, and an inaudible sound came, and the force on the arm disappeared at once.

Tang Chong's body fell to the ground, clutching his neck and gasping for breath.

Prajna looked at the pitch-black dagger stuck in his chest, and there was some sadness in his eyes.

Are you sad about your situation or are you sad about saying goodbye to the world?

She glanced at Tang Chong, and then at Dong Bodhi lying on the ground, then stretched out her intact hand, pressed the handle of the knife exposed outside the flesh with her palm, and slapped it vigorously, and the dagger was completely inserted into her body.

Clang!

The dagger pierced through its body, nailing loudly to the wall in the distance.

Prajna was satisfied with his physical condition, at least not with those hard objects of unknown origin that looked like they hadn't been cleaned for a long time.

She walked to the corner and sat down cross-legged, with one hand on her knee, and chanted Sanskrit music incessantly.

Soon, the voice faded and the person was not breathing.

Tang Chong ran over and touched her nose and heartbeat, until he was really sure that she was dead, and Tang Chong was relieved.

When he faced Dong Xiaobao again, there was no one in front of them to stop him.

And no one can stand in the way.

Dong Xiaobao didn't hide or dodge, looked at Tang Zhong very appointedly, and said, "I lost." ”

"Then die." Tang Zhong sneered.

"Of course. That's the rules of the game. You and I are no exception. Dong Xiaobao said. Originally, I had the opportunity to shuffle the cards, but I missed it. Now, as I understand you, you won't miss an opportunity. ”

"It's not that you're missing it, it's me who helps you miss it." Jiang Rulong looked at Dong Xiaobao with a smile and said out loud.

Dong Xiaobao's eyes lit up, stared at Jiang Rulong coldly, and asked, "It's you?" ”

Even Tang Chong was confused by Jiang Rulong's attitude. Which one the hell is this guy playing? What country is he from? You look so changeable, you don't know it?

"Dong Xiaobao, don't you understand?" Jiang Rulong said with a laugh. "From beginning to end, you and I have not been all the way. You want to kill Tang Chong, you think I want to kill Tang Chong too, so you asked me to cooperate, and I agreed to your request-"

"You don't want to kill Tang Chong?" Dong Xiaobao asked.

"Of course."

"Then why did you betray me?"

"Because I'm from the Jiang family." Jiang Rulong said in a deep voice. "Even though I have been evicted from my home, I am still a member of the Jiang family. I bleed the same blood as them, and nothing can change that. ”

Dong Xiaobao's face was even more gloomy, as if he had suddenly aged more than ten years.

"I see. I totally get it. It's a game, it's a game. Dong Xiaobao roared angrily.

"Yes, it's a game. This bureau is not aimed at Tang Chong, it is aimed at you-do you understand now? Jiang Rulong said with a laugh. I hate Tang Chong, I can't wait to kill him. But why am I going to do this with you? ”

"If Tang Zhong dies, who will end up for these things? Who's going to be the scapegoat for you, the man behind the scenes? I don't think you will choose a nomadic herder who is still very useful to your Dong family--wouldn't I, the outcast who was expelled from the family, be the best candidate? Pulling out two fangs at once, you must not lack such means and scheming, right? ”

"Are you deliberately stalling for time? Did you ask the nomad to say goodbye to him? You're just trying to lure me in so you can catch me all? ”

If it weren't for Jiang Rulong saying goodbye to him, if it wasn't for the nomadic saying goodbye to him, if it wasn't for Jiang Rulong proposing to him that he wanted Tang Chong to die the most cruel, if it wasn't for Jiang Rulong-

Tang Chong died long ago after being captured. How is it possible to live until now?

"I'm stalling for time." Jiang Rulong confessed. "As for saying goodbye to him - isn't that what you want? You hate Tang Chong, and you hate him as much as I do. I have such thoughts, and you naturally have them too-if you don't want to, who can change your mind? ”

"It's goodbye." Jiang Rulong said. "Still, I think it's time to change who you say goodbye to."