Old Man Di's words and deeds are chilling.

Invisibly touched Wang Langjun's nerves, and took the opportunity to cross the wall and go straight to the second floor of Yunyin Pavilion.

When he entered the boudoir, he found Xianghe lying on the ground with a slight spasm.

Looks like it's on the verge of death.

Tentative breathing is extremely weak.

Now it's in trouble.

If Xianghe dies, Yun'er will be heartbroken, and there will be no one to accompany her, but she is afraid that she will be getting thinner and thinner...

What should I do?

I'm afraid that if I move, Xianghe will die of pain.

It's too late to ask for a doctor.

Damn it... Huh, something doesn't seem right?

Why should I see a doctor?

That old stubborn is always sticky to his brother, and his face is dead.

Every time I rub it, I am so excited that my face is red.

Doesn't that mean... Try? Wang Langjun was suspicious in his heart, and reached out against Xianghe's abdomen curled up on the ground on his side, thinking about healing.

Just think about it and try the effect.

But a warm current gathered into the right palm and seeped into the body of the lotus.

There is a reaction, is it really godly?

What kind of energy is this?

"Ahem, it hurts, it's so comfortable..."

Dead? How's Miss? Xianghe moaned in a daze, soft and delicate.

It's so tempting, Wang Langjun couldn't help but think about it, shook his head and shook off his reverie, and said in a low voice: "Don't move, my brother is treating your injuries..."

"Ah, oh, is it Childe, save Miss, Miss was beaten by bad guys..."

Heal, heal, not dead, Xianghe quickly came back to his senses, endured the pain and struggled to open his eyes, looked at the blurred shadow under the window of the moonlight, and said hurriedly.

No wonder Yun'er feels sorry for you, what a lovely girl, Wang Langjun had mixed feelings, and said in a low voice: "Don't make noise, be careful if you alarm the people in the village, it will be troublesome."

You can rest assured that your young lady is safe and sound.

Yun'er is waiting in the woods outside.

Leave when your injury is ready to move.

Leave Dijiazhuang together. ”

"Leave? How can that work?

Miss is the daughter of the Di family, and she must be justified in her marriage.

Otherwise, even if the young lady is willing, she can't let go of her mind.

After a long time, it will inevitably become depressed.

If Miss listens to outsiders say a few words that are insulting, do not abide by women's morals, or are even more ugly, I am afraid that Miss will die of depression.

Miss has been miserable since she was a child, and I hope that the son will pity the young lady, and the fragrant lotus will be a cow and a horse to repay the son..."

Will Childe agree? Xianghe said with hope and pleading.

What kind of pedantic etiquette is this? Wang Langjun was stunned for a moment, and poured a basin of ice water on the enthusiasm of enjoying the grace of the beauty, but he couldn't bear to refuse and said: "Okay, you will supervise your brother to get close to Yun'er in the future, right?"

If Yun'er wants to be justified, then it will be justified.

It's not hard to do this, brother, don't worry, right? ”

"Well, well, thank you Childe for your pity...

There is another thing to tell the son, the pot and the pot of Cailian were told to the aunt by Miss Biao's maid and Xiaoyun.

My aunt watched curiously.

Somehow, it reached the ears of the old lady.

The old lady asked the maid to come and ask for it, claiming that the strange flowers and treasures should be dedicated to the emperor, get a little royal spirit, and glorify the ancestors.

To put it bluntly, there is no doubt about it.

The young lady was forced to tearfully send out the lotus flower, and then fainted from crying.

After waking up, he sought death, only saying that he was sorry for the favor of his son.

Childe didn't know that Miss was really affectionate, forcing Miss Cousin to be unbearable to go to the front yard to reason with Miss.

Only then did the young lady settle down a little.

Who would have wanted to pick flowers and thieves come unexpectedly and arrest people strongly.

In a hurry, I pulled the warning pole..."

I hope Childe doesn't mind, Xianghe looked at Childe shyly and worriedly and narrated the story.

It's a tough world.

It always makes the poor people die and struggle, and there is no end.

The people of the world survived in this seemingly peaceful and prosperous world, tasted the oppression of the powerful, and could not turn over.

And the powerful are insatiable.

To rob the interests of the people to bribe high-ranking officials and nobles, climb high branches, and go further.

This is a deep-rooted way of the world.

Even though the Di family has now cut off the male lilac fire, they are still looting the people and gathering heavy gifts to bribe dignitaries.

Catch up with the appearance of the lotus, induce the most primitive desire.

Delusional to climb to the royal family and ascend to the sky in one step.

Only care about glory and do not miss family affection.

It's horrible.

Are people crazy?

Why?

Surprise!

Xianghe couldn't understand, Wang Langjun saw it through, and he didn't want to stay in Dijiazhuang for a moment, so he carried the shy Xianghe on his shoulders and left.

Say nothing.

Straight to the woods, the black-clothed man tied into a rice dumpling, carrying Yun'er and Xianghe returned to the Eight Immortals.

After settling down with his daughter, Wang Langjun walked into the lobby, looked around at Qin Qiong and the old stubborn man in black and said, "How is it, did he confess?" ”

"Stinky boy, you're thinking too much.

Fifteen men in black lay on the slope behind the hill, all of whom knew that they were invincible and committed suicide by taking poison.

In this sense, they are by no means ordinary people.

It is likely to be a dead soldier cultivated by a certain force.

Every time they carry out a mission, they will live if they succeed and die if they fail.

But this man in black is an exception.

It's just that he didn't die, and he didn't say a word. ”

It's time to mess up inside and outside Chang'an City again, Qin Qiong sat on the Taishi chair, the beauty was not good, but thinking of these people in black again, she said worriedly.

The martial arts of those killers are very weird.

It seems to have come from that person's handwriting.

But there is no need for that master to secretly target a small person.

That's weird.

Could it be... Qin Qiong thought of something, but it was inconvenient to say it to the young man.

Isn't it easy to do without squeaking? Wang Langjun didn't reply, and walked straight to the man in black and dropped him on the beam in the lobby, head and foot.

Then he pinched the golden hook on the silver wire fishing line, hooked it into the Baihui acupoint above the head of the man in black and said, "The golden hook is quite thin.

Fishing is the most suitable, hook the fish and bleed.

The blood flowed in the first line, and the fish slowly died.

It's a taste that only the fish know.

Watch yourself bleed.

When will you die?

Look at it. ”

"Tick, tick"

Intravenous drips, blood transfusions.

Dripping to the ground, it was red.

Under the oil lamp, there was a flaming glow.

Deep purple and fishy.

This means, hiss, Qin Qiong couldn't help but gasp, don't be so ruthless, right?

Killing people is not enough.

It is immoral to use such means to destroy people.

This stinky boy is so old and has such a ruthless heart, isn't it...

It's easy to want to die, but it's too uncomfortable to survive until death, Wang Langjun doesn't think there is any cruelty to the enemy, but has to be cruel for his own safety.

Otherwise, you're playing with your own life...

Life was dying, and the man in black was dizzy for a while, but he was so frightened that he couldn't help but cry out: "You are a demon, you kind of kill me."

I have received favor, and I will not betray my benefactor in death.

Kill me..."

"Ignorant and ignorant, in order to repay the favor, they will do things that go against their hearts and hurt nature and reason.

This is contrary to morality, and I don't know it.

Thinking that he is loyal and righteous, phew, fool himself.

Foolishness to death, and no one will say a good word to you. ”

Were the ancients so inflexible? Wang Langjun sat on the Taishi chair and tasted tea, and said with disdain.

This thief is hateful, but he is not useless.

At least this thief knows that men and women are not kissed, and when they plunder beautiful women, they wrap them in bedding and veils, and they have not yet degenerated to the point of madness.

Even if a thief works for a wealthy and powerful person, he deliberately avoids blind dates with beautiful women.

But it's not so tightly isolated.

Unless there's something wrong with this thing's brain...

Benighted? The black-clothed man gritted his teeth and roared, "You are ignorant, I don't know how much temptation Cailian has for some people.

It is infinitely magnified, and if it is given to the emperor, it is easy to ascend to the sky in one step.

Who made the emperor so fond of the queen? ”

"Heh, it looks like it's a big game this time..."

"What's more, your crises will follow......"