Mermaid Jiao Fei wants to hug

Chapter 1253 This old white lotus!

Chapter 1253 This old white lotus!
Nangong Qingyan listened to her words, new hatred and old resentment welled up in her heart, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and with a movement of her wrist, she withdrew her long sword, about to stab her in the heart.

Tsing Yi at the side quickly grasped Nangong Qingyan's hand.

Anyway, it was Xiangye's aunt who was killed just like that, and the consequences would be disastrous.

On the back of Nangong Qingyan's snow-white and thin hands, the veins swelled up. She stared at the woman in front of her, and resisted the urge to pass the sword forward.

I don't want to, at this moment, the woman in front of me saw the person coming from the other side, she leaned forward slightly unexpectedly, and cried out in pain and panic, "Master, help..."

Nangong Qingyan turned her eyes sharply, and saw Su Xiang appearing not far behind her at some point, walking quickly, and sternly shouted, "Stop!"

Nangong Qingyan's silver teeth were barely broken.

Chen Xiuzhi, the old Bailian!
I haven't seen you for many years, and this disgusting affectation has been improved to the next level.

Since she insists on bumping into each other, well, let her be fulfilled.

With a flick of the wrist, the tip of the sword moved two points forward, then suddenly withdrew the long sword, and said coldly, "Tsing Yi, let's go."

With a flash, the two stepped on the wall, climbed up to the eaves in an instant, and disappeared here.

Aunt Chen didn't expect that this woman would dare to stab her. The pain made her tremble all over, and she almost couldn't breathe.

There was a burning pain in the chest, and blood spread out.

"master--"

She looked at Xiang Ye who had flashed to the front, and let out a mournful cry.

Su Xiang glanced at her, thinking of the face that passed by just now, he always felt inexplicably familiar.

"Ask a doctor for my aunt."

Su Xiang gave orders to the servant behind him, and suddenly jumped onto the wall, chasing after the two shadows just now.

Aunt Chen almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

She was so hurt, she was bleeding, master, master left her and went after someone.

Her bitter tricks were no match for that woman's blink of an eye.

My lungs are going to explode with anger, and the wound hurts even more with such anger.

Su Xiang chased for a long way, standing on the eaves, looking down at the streets and alleys criss-crossing the streets and alleys under his feet, the shadows of the two people were completely gone.

Was it his illusion? He seemed to have seen Qingyan just now.

However, Qingyan died obviously, and was buried in a big fire. The corpse was burnt to the point of charcoal, and he picked it up and buried it with his own hands.

The cold wind made his clothes rattle. He stood on the top of the wall, watching the people coming and going under his feet, and he never left for a long time.

Nangong Qingyan and Qingyi, who were hiding in the corner of the wall, watched the man standing on top, but did not come out.

Tsing Yi sighed and said, "Master Xiang must still miss you, Madam."

Nangong Qingyan sneered, "He is guilty, he has ghosts in his heart."

Tsing Yi: "..."

Hey, after so many years, Madam is still so stubborn.

The man stood there like a statue, Nangong Qingyan gritted her teeth angrily.

This man is dead, standing there motionless, so he wants to drink the northwest wind, don't drink it, don't get in her way here.

The two hid for a while, but the man still didn't leave.

Nangong Qingyan gritted her teeth and said, "Qingyi, go up and lure that old man away."

Tsing Yi crossed her arms and said, "No way, Master Xiang recognizes me."

"Aren't you wearing a veil?"

"The body shape has not changed. The master's eyes are as bright as a torch. If the younger one goes out, he will be recognized. If Madam is not worried, then the younger one should go out and lure the master away."

Nangong Qingyan: "..."

"Forget it, wait a minute, his eyes are like torches, hehe, I think he is blindfolded with lard!" Nangong Qingyan snorted coldly holding the sword.

It's best that Xiaoxi's fainting had nothing to do with them, if it did, she would not kill Chen Xiuzhi's old Bailian.

(End of this chapter)

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