No one knows whether there is an internal response of Bayin Yao within the Nangong family. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info That's right, Nangong Zhan has been old for a long time, and he can indeed see whether Zhang Zhan is lying to him, but it is just because Zhang Zhan is too far from his realm. Therefore, with the same method, it is impossible to apply to Bainguio.

However, even if Bi Yinyao was just talking nonsense, her purpose was just to disturb Nangong Zhan's mind. I have to say that she really hit the nail on the head and found the key point.

Nangong Zhan, as the patriarch of the Nangong family, has been instilled since he was a child, so he naturally has to put the interests and inheritance of the family first in everything. Suddenly, I heard that the foundation I was guarding might be in danger of collapse, how could I be indifferent?

And as soon as Bi Yinyao's words fell, the couple didn't look at Nangong Zhan's face at all, one left and one right, echoing each other to attack Nangong Zhan again. The best thing is that the inner strength of the two is completely different, but the martial arts routines are the same. Under the panic of Nangong Zhan's strict formation, the two of them actually changed their positions at the last moment of the attack, and then attacked Nangong Zhan with the momentum of sweeping the leaves with a strong wind.

And Nangong Zhan's original psychological preparation to deal with the cold and heat was suddenly completely reversed and fell short. The heat that should have been borne by the left hand has become a cold snap, and the cold snap that the right hand should have borne has become a hot snap. Such a completely miscalculated scene, to put it bluntly, is the catastrophe of the Nangong War.

With two violent and agitated bangs, Nangong Zhan snorted, and stood at the same time as Ling Qibi Yinyao and his wife, who were passing by mistake.

The energy was scattered, more like a breeze, blowing the road surface that was already rarely visited. The dust that flies up, like the graceful figure dancing, is blurry and beautiful.

For some reason, I couldn't say what the reason was, but Zhang Zhuan, who was curled up on the ground and buried in the dust, moved.

Zhang Yan raised his face, after experiencing the humiliation just now, he thought that under the influence of his gloomy mind, his eyes should be covered with gloomy clouds, and he should not see the stars and moons. But on the contrary, the moon is scarce, and the whole world is full of beauty and mystery that is cloudy.

Zhang Xuan turned to look, and Lingxuan also showed a strange smile on her face, with a distorted excitement in her eyes, looking down at herself from above. Intuition told Zhang Yan that she definitely didn't look sideways in the few battles just now, but just focused all her attention on herself.

After all, the gnashing of teeth of the enemy withered to the ground, and such a scene was more pleasing to the eye than anything else, enough to make her not listen to anything outside the window.

Lingxuan walked in front of Zhang Remnant with light steps, squatted down, and slapped Zhang Remnant's face twice with neither light nor heavy force, and then stood up seemingly gracefully, still standing tall, and said seriously: "Brother Zhang, remember, this is just the beginning, not the end. ”

The so-called beating does not slap people in the face, and scolding people does not expose shortcomings. Ling Xuan's action was extremely insulting, Zhang Xuan's anger burned all over his body, and he didn't know where he got the strength, his right hand could still swing the thick back knife at this moment, and unceremoniously slashed towards Ling Xuan's waist.

Although Lingxuan's martial arts skills are mediocre, even if it is a sneak attack by Zhang Remnant, in Zhang Remnant's current state, it still can't create the slightest embarrassment and threat to her.

I saw a trace of ridicule on her face, and the lotus foot lightly kicked Zhang Yan's wrist holding the knife.

With a crisp click, Zhang Yan snorted, and his body shook violently. When the irrepressible and unbearable pain spread to his whole body, Zhang Zhan found that his right wrist had been fractured by Lingxuan.

With a thud, the thick-backed knife fell to the ground.

Looking at Zhang Xuan's distorted dusty face and constantly twitching body, Ling Xuan said with great satisfaction: "Yes, that's it! If you owe me, you must take the initiative to repay it, and don't wait for me to take it." ”

What Zhang Chuan hates most now is that he didn't kill Lingxuan with a knife at that time, just like Chuantian said, a detached person like the old man with a ghost hand, just pay attention to the point. He stopped himself the first time and would never stop the second.

If I had been ruthless at that time, how could I have fallen into the field now.

Unfortunately, reality never accommodates the assumptions derived from the if.

At this moment, a gust of fragrant wind hit, and Tang Fan also walked over.

Zhang Yan gritted his teeth and held back a few words: "Zhang injured Miss Tang in the back, won't Miss Tang come and kick it?"

The Tang Sect is a famous family, if Zhang Yan doesn't say that it's okay, maybe Tang Fan will really be angry. However, since Zhang Chuan preemptively retreated to advance, then Tang Huanguo's nonsense as Zhang Remnant said, it would make people laugh if it was spread out.

Tang Xuan didn't seem to realize Zhang Yan's little trick at all, and a trace of helplessness flashed on that delicate baby face. She also slowly squatted down, stretched out her small hand as white as snow, and handed over a pill: "Eat." ”

The fresh medicinal fragrance entered his chest, and Zhang Zhan suddenly felt refreshed, and even the pain on his body faded a little.

And such a pill Zhang Yan once had to be granted one by her, that is, after Gong Zhaoyu seriously injured herself. However, because of guilt, Zhang Yan never took it, but preserved it in a precious place.

The current situation seems to be the same as that day, and the kindness on Tang Huan's face is the same as yesterday, and it has not changed.

Zhang Yan suddenly only felt unusually funny and ridiculous, and then uncontrollably supported his right elbow on the ground, and with a wave of his left hand, he hit Tang Huan's wrist, and roared: "Lao Tzu doesn't need your mercy!"

Zhang Yan's strength was so great that the pill didn't know which corner of the wild grass it flew to.

Ling Xuan sneered: "Phantom believes it, right? This kind of person is hopeless!"

Tang Fan didn't answer, but under the gaze of Zhang's blood-red eyes, he poured another pill from a jade bottle. Then he stretched out his little hand as white as snow and handed it to Zhang Yan: "I have also said bad things about people behind my back." ”

Zhang Yan sneered: "It's still the same sentence! Lao Tzu is not rare in your mercy!"

After finishing speaking, his left hand waved at Tang Fan's wrist again.

Under the hazy moonlight, on Tang Huan's snow-white slender wrist, several finger prints were faintly visible.

Was that what I did? Zhang Yan couldn't help but be stunned.

The raised left hand was raised for a long time, but after all, it was not as reckless as before.

It seemed that after a long time, Zhang Yan finally lowered his hand, just like his last bowed head. It looks like an eggplant that has been beaten by frost, wilting, and there is no more exaltation.

"Eat! When you have the energy, you can continue on the road. ”

Zhang Yan was silent for a long time, then took it and threw it in his mouth.

The pill melted in his mouth, melting all of Zhang Yan's stubbornness like a jade liquid. Raising his head and looking at Tang Huan's unknown baby face, the kind of kindness and sweet smile that came from the most sincere heart, Zhang Yan somehow felt peaceful and tranquil in his heart.

After a long illness, Zhang Zhan got up from the ground, his left hand was just handed and delivered, and with a click, the broken bone of his right hand had been continued.

Last time, because there was a ghost in his heart, Zhang Zhan didn't find that Tang Huan's figure was extraordinarily petite, which made people feel the desire to protect at a glance.

Under her clear eyes, Zhang Yan took a deep breath and said, "Thank you!"

But the next moment, Zhang Yan was dumbfounded, because he was shocked to find that when the words came to his mouth, the content made him who spoke confused: "In the end of the Tang girl's life, don't go to Xiangxi!"