Nangong Tianjiao couldn't move after being frozen, but he scolded in his mouth: "You old thing, let me go, I'm going to kill you and avenge my man." ”

Lao Su looked at Nangong Tianjiao and suddenly squatted on the ground and covered his face and cried. Zimeng untied Nangong Tianjiao's acupuncture points at this time, and Nangong Tianjiao roared and raised his sword to stab at Lao Suo.

Lao Suo only cared about crying, without any defense, Nangong Tianjiao's sword suddenly pierced Lao Suo's back, and Lao Suo fell to the ground with a scream. Nangong Tianjiao squatted down and looked at Lao Suo with a cruel smile and said, "How is it? You also know what pain is like, I want to kill you and avenge Leng Gongxue, I allow anyone to hurt him." ”

Saying that, Nangong Tianjiao slowly stood up, with a weird smile on his face. I saw that the old man stretched out his hand and said with difficulty: "Tian-Jiao, I am you-father" Before the old man finished speaking, he spit out a mouthful of blood and sprayed it on Nangong Tianjiao's face.

Nangong Tianjiao shook her face, her eyes widened, and her sanity instantly sobered up. She heard it so clearly, the old man called his name and said that he was his father. Nangong Tianjiao remembered what Daoist Zhang Sanfeng said, Nangong Xiao was washed away by water in the heavy rain, and it was also under the leaning tower.

One day after more than ten years, still under this leaning tower, there was an old man who said that it was Nangong Tianjiao's father, which really surprised and excited Nangong Tianjiao.

She wiped her face and looked at the fainting Lao Sue carefully, and at this time, Hua Xin also hit Lao Suo with a wooden stick, crying and scolding: "You old bastard, I killed you, you killed my man." ”

Nangong Tianjiao grabbed the flower core and stopped: "Stop, you can't kill him." Hua Xin waited for his eyes and asked, "Why can't you kill him, he killed Gong Xue." Nangong Tianjiao shouted: "I can't say I can't, don't you understand?"

Hua Xin looked at Nangong Tianjiao's fierce appearance, stepped aside in fright, and complained in a low voice: "Why don't you kill him, who are you, you actually protect him, there must be something wrong with your nerves." ”

Nangong Tianjiao replied: "She's me-" Halfway through her words, she heard Princess Xianxin say arrogantly: "Chill heart, you go and kill that person, it is estimated that he is an anti-minister of the imperial court, and it must be a scourge to keep him, and it will have an impact on my father's world in the future." ”

Hanxin nodded and jumped in front of Lao Suo, he raised his hand to kill Lao Suo, only to see Nangong Tianjiao break off and shout: "Hanxin, stop, if you dare to touch him, I will kill you." As he spoke, Nangong Tianjiao's sword was already pointing at the cold heart.

Hanxin was shocked by Nangong Tianjiao's decisiveness, and he looked at Nangong Tianjiao with inquiring eyes. Nangong Tianjiao pointed his sword at Han Xin and said: "Stand back, you all stand back for me, if anyone dares to take a step forward, don't say that I am ruthless." ”

Zimeng also heard what Lao Suo said in a trance just now, and she remembered what Nangong Tianjiao told him about her aunt's life, and she understood why Nangong Tianjiao blocked others. Zimeng hurriedly went over and said to Hanxin and Huaxin: "We listen to the pride of the sky, she must have her reason for holding the life of the old man, we can't be reckless." ”

Several people returned to Leng Gongxue's side, and Leng Gongxue was dying at this time, and her life index was extremely low. Hanxin looked at Leng Gongxue's helpless appearance, kept sighing, and closed his eyes in pain.

Several women were desperate when they saw the cold heart, they knew that Leng Gongxue must be fierce and auspicious now, several women gathered around Leng Gongxue and cried, and the desolate voice spread far away.

Nangong Tianjiao stopped the blood from Lao Suo's wound while crying, and then bandaged the old man's wound neatly. Nangong Tianjiao took out a few pills from the package and stuffed them into the old man's mouth, and then began to work for the old man, injecting his righteous qi into the old man's body.

Nangong Tianjiao's childhood memories kept flashing in front of her eyes, her father hugged her to catch butterflies in the garden, tied her pigtails, and lay on the ground to ride a big horse for herself. Nangong Tianjiao's tears kept flowing. She thought of her mother who was asleep in Peach Blossom Creek, and saw Fuxin who was stabbed by herself, she regretted it, she was afraid that if her father had three long and two short, how would she explain to her mother.

Nangong Tianjiao endured his grief and tried his best to pass on his energy to Lao Suo. When the old man's breath gradually calmed down, she also sat down on the ground tiredly.

The cries of several women startled Nangong Tianjiao, and she suddenly remembered that Leng Gongxue was injured by the old man. Nangong Tianjiao jumped up the leaning tower with all the strength of her body, and she threw herself towards Leng Gong Xue. Thinking of the little bits and pieces with Leng Gongxue, and the scenes that lingered with him, how could Nangong Tianjiao not break his heart.

She pushed away several women, hugged Leng Gongxue's body and cried silently. Several people watched Leng Gongxue's face gradually turn black, and her body gradually became cold, and several women cried miserably regardless of their appearance, and the cold hearts on the side also gritted their teeth and let the tears slide wantonly.

Just when everyone was immersed in extreme sorrow and despair, a voice was heard from the air, "Why don't you collect the tears of your precious daughter, and wait for the tears to dry up before you look for them?"

Several people sobbed and said: "What's the use of crying for my daughter when people can't do it?" The voice replied: "Who said that people can't do it, Leng Gongxue is an extraordinary husband, his life is still decades old, how can he be told to die by you, he just has this catastrophe in his life." Hope in him must not be abandoned. When the voice fell, I saw the two old men jumping up the leaning tower side by side and pulling in front of Leng Gongxue.

Several people and women seemed to believe it when they heard the old man's words, at this time Leng Gongxue had already taken out a few bowls from the package, and then handed one to each woman, these women thought of Leng Gongxue who was unconscious, and the man who he had lost his memory for so long and didn't know who he was, tears flowed down and fell into the bowls in front of them.

For about a quarter of an hour, tears were already overflowing from the bowls in front of several women. A short old man smiled and said, "It seems that my apprentice has really moved you women, just look at your tears, how deep your feelings are for Leng Gongxue." The old man shook his head and said, "You infatuated women, you are similar to me back then, the more infatuated you are, the easier it is to get hurt." ”

A tall old man next to him said: "You quickly use this daughter's tears to boil Leng Gongxue's regretful grass with fire, and give it to him for a while." ”

Hanxin hurriedly found the sorry grass from Leng Gongxue's bag, and then put the sorry grass in her daughter's tears and lit a fire to suffer. Several women were still crying around Leng Gongxue.

The tall old man said to the short old man, "Santai, let's see what is going on with Leng Gongxue, don't miss the best time for treatment." Zhang Santai hurriedly nodded and said, "I know, big brother, you also go and see who that old guy is? ”

As soon as Nangong Tianjiao heard that they were going to see the injured old man, she was afraid that they would harm the old man, so she got up from the ground and suddenly blocked the way of the tall old man, and shouted: "Stop, don't harm him." ”

The tall old man raised his eyes and smiled: "Tianjiao, don't you know me?" Nangong Tianjiao raised his eyes and took a closer look at the old man in front of her, she said in surprise: "Old man, why are you? When did you get here?" It turned out that the two old men were Zhang Santai and Zhang Sanfeng, the two Taoist leaders.

This book is derived from reading books