"Save me! Save me quickly! I am the Great Elder of Nalan Mansion, only I can take you back to Nalan House, only I can let you recognize your ancestors and return to your clan. If you hear me, please save me!!"
"If you want to blame, you can only blame that you are from the Nalan Mansion!"
Hexi sneered, at some point in his hand a porcelain bottle was added, and the medicine powder in the bottle was lightly sprinkled.
Immediately, Nalan Yanming's screams became more horrific, and he couldn't even roll over, he could only twitch continuously.
And the wounds on his body burst open continuously, black pus and blood splashed everywhere, turning into a puddle of blood in the blink of an eye.
Sprinkling medicinal pink on Hexi, Nangong Yu had already drawn a false barrier to separate Nalan Yanming from everyone.
Seeing that there was no bones left of him at this moment, but He Xi's expression was heavy and he fell into deep thought.
I thought she was sad, so I couldn't help but walked forward, gently took her into my arms, and said in a low voice: "No matter who you are or what your status is, in my heart, you are my Xi'er, my princess. "
He Xi was stunned for a moment, and when he realized that this guy was comforting himself, he couldn't help being amused and touched.
She shook her head and said, "The people of Nalan's family are just the most insignificant strangers to me. How could I be angry and sad about their attitude and life and death? I'm just... thinking about Nalan Ziyun."
Nalan Ziyun, Hexi's impression of this fellow brother only stayed when he was five years old.
At that time, they were still living together in the small courtyard, but when Nalan Hexi was five years old, he suddenly had a high fever and almost died. After waking up, he never saw his younger brother again.
Nalan Chen said that someone from Nalan Mansion took her younger brother away. Nalan Hexi used to go to Nalan Mansion to look for it several times, but she was always told that Nalan Ziyun was not in the mansion, but was sent away. I went to Zongmen to learn art.
Time flies, more than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, Nalan Hexi has already given up the idea of seeing his younger brother again, but he still misses him. This can be regarded as one of Nalan Hexi's obsessions before he died - hoping to confirm that his brother is doing well.
Now, Nalan Yanming actually told her that the third young master Nalan Ziyun who was studying in the sect was a fake? Where did that really go? Even if Nalan Ziyun died when he was five years old, no one would pursue it under the circumstances at that time, so why did Nalan Zhengze make a fake Nalan Ziyun so many times
After hearing Hexi's words, knowing that she was not sad, Nangong Yu heaved a sigh of relief, stroked her hair and said, "Don't worry, I will find someone to investigate Nalan Ziyun."
Hexi nodded, and was about to speak, when he suddenly heard a plop from the medicine field, and then a purple light flashed, and Dandan and Ziming Youluo, who were raging in the medicine field, had already entered the space.
Hexi didn't enter the space, so he could only see that Dandan's whole body was wrapped in a cloud of spiritual energy, her belly was round and round, and her whole body was humming in a daze, as if she was fed up.
He Xi suddenly felt a little dumbfounded, and secretly cursed: "Snacks."
But before she could relax, Ziming Youluo in the space swayed vigorously, and Ziming Youluo's anxious consciousness also came from her heart.
It seemed restless and disturbed, but it couldn't express clearly what it was disturbing.
Hexi was puzzled, when suddenly a powerful wave of spiritual power erupted in the center of the medicine field.