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Chapter 357 can't be changed

A: Lang Changhong could clearly feel that the power in his body was disappearing rapidly, and after only saying a few words, he felt that his limbs had lost their strength, and gradually became touchless, he couldn't even feel that he was holding Li Xian's black knife in his hand, which made him extremely frightened. He never thought that one day he would be poisoned while holding the knife, and he never thought that one day he would hold the knife in his hand but not feel the existence of the knife at all.

He subconsciously tightened his fingers again, still not feeling anything.

After calculating the time, Li Xian smiled and looked at Lang Changhong and said, "If nothing else, you are now unconscious." You can see the knife in your hand, but you don't feel the knife in your hand, do you? Also, now that you look at me, do you have three mes in your eyes? ”

Lang Changhong shook his head, forced a smile and said, "Although I can't feel the existence of the knife, the knife is in my hand." Moreover, I don't think you're three, you're overestimating your poison. ”

"Dugu Ruizhi, this liar!"

Li Xian said with annoyance: "I just said that he has never tried poison himself, how can he know that he will be dazzled after being poisoned?" I'm sorry, I'm not going to talk big about it next time. ”

"Give me the antidote, and I will spare you from death."

Alang Changhong took a breath and said.

"?"

Li Xian looked at Lang Changhong and asked seriously: "I'll give you the antidote, you promise not to kill me." Don't you think this is nonsense? Is there anything more this year than your words? ”

"I'm Qingqing's father!"

A: Lang Changhong raised his chin and said.

"That's why I'm going to kill you."

Li Xian sat down three meters away from Dalang Changhong, and said with a smile: "You are not Qingqing's father at all, the reason why I said those words to you is nothing more than to disturb your mind. I asked those words, in fact, just to make your mind think cranky, so that you will let your guard down when you catch me later, because you think I have been fooled. So you're a little bit proud, and people tend to be slack off when they're proud. ”

"All the speculations I've told you are nonsense, not a word is true. But you think I'm seriously guessing, so you follow my words and make me think you're Qingqing's father, but in fact, I just want you to think that I think you're Qingqing's father. ”

After saying this, Li Xian shook his tongue and smiled: "It's really fucking embarrassing, but I think you must understand what I mean." ”

Li Xian watched Lang Changhong's face become more and more ugly, smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll try to say it as quickly as possible, and try to make you understand before you die." ”

"You can call me shameless, or you can call me cunning, and I don't think those two words are derogatory, and I don't think there's anything wrong with shameless. As long as victory can be achieved, no matter how shameless the means are, they are also beautiful means. ”

Li Xian coughed and said apologetically: "The above words are all nonsense, because I want your poison attack to be more complete." Of course, you don't dare to move, because the more you move, the faster the poison attacks. Isn't it sad? You can only wait for death, anyway, I think it's a very sad thing. ”

"You're not Qingqing's father, you're not even anything."

Li Xian smiled, and even said with some pride: "From the beginning, you walked into a clumsy little scam I arranged, and you thought it was me who was deceived. ”

Li Xian lifted the ancient sword and slowly walked in front of Da Lang Changhong.

Word by word: "I want to kill you, but the reason is very simple." Even if you didn't kill me by Qingniu Lake, even if you gave me meteorite, even if you helped me before? I am now Ye Huaisleeve's man, is this reason enough? ”

Alang Changhong's eyes suddenly froze, and he slashed at Li Xian's throat.

With a bang, Lang Changhong was kicked out by Li Xian. His slender figure flew out of the tent like a shrimp by this kick, and his movements were ten times slower than before because he had been poisoned. This poison is Zhu Yanhong, which has been carefully developed by Dugu Ruizhi for a long time, can paralyze people's nerves in an instant and make people's actions sluggish, but the toxin really kills people is much slower, at least there is time for Li Xian to say a lot of words.

Li Xian slowly walked out of the tent and stood not far from Dalang Changhong.

He looked at Lang Changhong with pitiful eyes and said, "Actually, I sent someone to He Da and Hebu, and threatening the Mo Club is only secondary. The purpose of the first line is just to bring you in. Speaking of which, for Ye Huaichong's sake, it seems that I should duel with you in a fair and honest manner, so that I can be considered a man, right? I know you think so, but why should I have a fair duel with you? ”

Li Xian smiled happily, really happy.

"When you used Ye Huaisleeve, did you ever think of fairness?"

Li Xian squatted down beside him, put away his smile and said solemnly: "However, I don't plan to cut off your limbs and gouge out your eyes, it's too villainous to do that, although I'm not a gentleman either." ”

He stood up, the ancient sword stabbing down.

……

……

Jia'er returned to the tent with a somewhat ugly face, and then sat down next to Ye Huaisleeve and said two words: "Dead." ”

Ye Huaisleeve snorted, and his face did not change in the slightest.

"In fact, from the moment he ordered the army to march to the Khitan tribe, I guessed what he was going to do. In fact, I'm a little scared that day will come. But I know that a man like Li Xian will sooner or later do what he thinks he has to do. ”

Jia'er nodded, feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart.

"I always thought that he would die at the hands of you, Miss. That man, he should be cut with a thousand cuts! ”

She was a little stunned and said, "I didn't dare to say these words when I was on the grassland." If it weren't for the sudden arrival of this matter today, I still wouldn't dare to say it. Wang Changhong may be a little different for Miss. But I've been following Miss since I was a child, and I'm a bystander, so what I see may not be the same as what you see, since a long time ago, I have regarded Wang Changhong as an enemy. ”

Ye Huaisleeve smiled a little sadly: "I understand, I know you hate Wang Changhong." ”

"Actually, he has no regrets about dying."

Ye Huai stood up and walked to the door, and said with some emotion: "At least, Wen Yao died in front of him." If it weren't for Chen Wanrong, I'm afraid that he would have entered Chang'an alone and entered the palace to find Wen Yao for revenge. Back then, the two of them guarded the Nanchen Palace, and the senior brother himself took poison and died, but the hatred should be recorded on Wen Yao. It's just that he chose the latter between revenge and protecting that woman. ”

She turned to look at Qing Kite and Huang Luan and said, "Speaking of which, he is your uncle." is also surnamed Wang, but he was born in the Jiangnan Wang family. ”

Qing Kite and Huang Luan glanced at each other, then shook their heads at the same time, Qing Kite sighed and said, "These things seem to be far away from us. It's just that if what you say is true, then shouldn't the two of us hate the general? ”

Ye Huaisleeve was slightly stunned and did not speak.

In this world, how can love and hate be so simple?

Ye Huaisleeve walked slowly to the door, then turned back to Jia'er and said, "We should go back." ”

Jia'er nodded and followed Ye Huaisleeve out of the tent, and as she walked, she couldn't help but ask, "Miss, is your heart sad?" ”

"Sadness?"

Ye Huaisleeve muttered and repeated, carefully savored the feeling in his heart, shook his head, and said: "Maybe it's not sadness, it's an indescribable feeling, it's like ...... What was lost. ”

Then she took a deep breath and smiled, "But I definitely didn't get much." ”

Hearing her words, Jia'er also became happy: "I know why the general didn't set up an ambush when he knew that Wang Changhong would come, but faced him alone. No matter what way the general killed Wang Changhong, he did it himself. If the general wanted that with the general's current strength, he only needed to mobilize 500 cavalry, and Wang Changhong would still be able to escape even if he was a master of swordsmanship? ”

Ye Huaisleeve hummed and said, "Fortunately, ......"

"Thankful for what?"

Jia'er asked.

Ye Huaisleeve said in his heart, fortunately, the idiot was not injured.

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Maybe Ye Huaichong is right, and Lang Changhong's knife skills may really be better than Wen Jiao. But one thing is certain, in terms of thoughtfulness, decisiveness, and ruthlessness, answering Lang Changhong and Wen Jiao are by no means on the same level. Therefore, even if Lang Changhong really went to Wen Jiao to take revenge, then there is no doubt that he will be the one who died.

A: Lang Changhong is conceited, which is the root of his failure.

Life on the grassland has made his conceit expand infinitely, the master is lonely, and after being lonely for a long time, people will be stupid.

Li Xian was very proud when facing Lang Changhong, but after he really pierced Lang Changhong's throat with a sword, he didn't feel a little proud in his heart. There is nothing relieved, and there is no joy and happiness. He calmly seemed to have slaughtered a sheep instead of a master.

He waved his hand, and several of his own soldiers immediately ran over. Their faces were a little ugly because they had failed in their duties. No one noticed that there was one more person in the general's tent. Li Xian deliberately kept them away from the big tent tonight, and they didn't even hear the crisp sound of the giant sword cutting through the straight knife of Da Lang Changhong.

Similarly, Cheng Zhijie, Luo Shixin and the others didn't know that Li Xian had just experienced a dangerous situation, because this time, Li Xian was really not prepared to let them help. Killing Wen Jiao was the hand of him and Pei Xingyan Xiong Kuohai. And to kill Lang Changhong, Li Xian chose to face it alone.

"Go and call Elifa."

Li Xian commanded lightly.

The soldiers hurriedly ran out, and after a while, Elifa, who had been asleep, ran over quickly while wearing his clothes, and when he saw the corpse of Lang Changhong, he was suddenly frightened and changed his face.

"Damn the Khitans!"

Eli scolded hatefully: "How dare they come to assassinate the Great Khan!" ”

"Elifa."

Li Xian glanced at Ye Huaisleeve who came over, but did not pause: "I will return this person's body to the Mohui early tomorrow morning, and by the way, tell him to prepare for the war, and I will personally lead the army to level He Dahe." If he dared to send someone to assassinate me, he should have known what the consequences would be. ”

After speaking, he naturally handed the ancient sword in his hand to Ye Huaisleeve.

This action made Ye Huaisleeve stunned, and a warmth suddenly appeared in his heart.

"It's not good."

Li Xian said very seriously as he walked: "Is it possible to change it into a knife?" ”

"No way."

Ye Huaisleeve replied seriously: "Things that have been fixed cannot be changed. ”

Her answer was a little weird, but Li Xian laughed.