The concubine is always domineering: the code name of this palace is the lore

Chapter 209 I Love You (1)

The two laughed wildly, and the three armies fell silent.Only Ma Liu stumbled and knelt down in front of them, his face pale.

"Your Highness, son-in-law... this... what should I do?"

The laughter stopped abruptly, Leng Wuxin used his internal force to shake open the jade fan stuck on his right shoulder, and with his left hand pulled out the blade inserted into Nangong Wushang's back.It was a blade with a strange shape, the handle was red like blood jade, obviously made of the same material as the Xue Xiao used by Leng Wuxin.Leng Wuxin inserted the blade into Xue Xiao, and it looked like there was not a single gap.

This is Xue Xiao's last layer of secrets, a mechanism that no one expected.

In addition to the blade on the back of Xue Xiao, there is actually a more delicate and sharp blade inside.And with other things in it, Xue Xiao can still withstand the martial art of sound killing, which has extremely strict requirements on musical instruments.It has to be said that the person who made the blood Xiao is the number one weapon in the world!

"This is the secret of Xuexiao?" Nangong Wushang ignored the bleeding back.He glanced lightly at the blood in Leng Wuxin's hand, with a slight smile in his eyes.

"Ah."

Responding in a low voice, Leng Wuxin didn't care about the wound on his right shoulder.Touching Xuexiao, indifferent and silent.

Even though Ma Liu was going crazy in a hurry, he still didn't dare to interrupt their conversation.His pale face stared at the wounds of the two of them, as if the blood flowed from his body.

The two did not speak for a long time.

The three armies also had no words.

In that world, no matter how close Ma Liu is, people will automatically exclude him.That is the world of two people, no one can disturb!

"I love you."

The sound is neither loud nor small, but it can be heard clearly in a quiet environment.

The drums of war stop thundering, and the north wind rises.

The wind lifted his shirt, and the blood-stained man solemnly said the most deeply buried words in his life.

The girl's body shook.

Then he smiled slowly, his eyes bent into crescent moons, only this time, there was no killing breath, it was complete, clean, just joy.Nangong Wushang loves her, she understands.When she made the last move, she knew it.She loves Nangong Wushang, she understands, when it is impossible to predict whether Nangong Wushang will use a killer move against her, or when it is left to Nangong Wushang to survive, she understands.

(End of this chapter)