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Chapter 233

Nan Shuran had a relaxed expression on his face, and his eyes were even somewhat provocative.

Tang Fei's eyes were full of murderous intent, and his whole body was filled with ghostly aura, like a ghost that just crawled out of hell.

Seeing this, Nan Shuran frowned, "What have you been through?"

Why did the great master of the country who was not stained with dust in the past turned into this look of neither human nor ghost.

"I want you to take care of it!"

As she strengthened her hand, Nan Shu suddenly rolled her eyes from being pinched, and her breathing gradually became difficult.

Seeing her ghostly aura getting stronger and stronger, Nan Shuan knew that she really wanted to kill herself.

He grabbed Tang Fei's hand and struggled for a while. After his throat was released briefly, he said with difficulty, "If I die... the little emperor will not live."

Hearing this, Tang Fei's expression softened for a moment, and then turned cold again.

"Kill you, I can save him!"

Her strength intensified in vain, and Nan Shuran felt for a moment that she was so close to death again.

He made a tactic with one hand, and attacked while Tang Fei was not paying attention.

But she reacted quickly and avoided it easily.

Nan He suddenly failed to attack, but Tang Fei had no choice but to let go of him.

He held his neck that was red from being pinched by Tang Fei, panting violently.

"Master Guoshi, you really want to kill me!"

Tang Fei didn't say a word, and a whip appeared in his hand.

Nan Shuran's eyes dimmed, and he said with a teasing smile: "Can you please don't take out that thing, my soul is shaking."

Tang Fei pursed his lips tightly, and without a word, he whipped the whip. Nan He couldn't dodge and was caught straight, the whip landed on the left side of his face, and he was disfigured by the whip, and his soul trembled three times. .

"Ancestor, can't I know I was wrong? Please put away that weird whip, okay?"

Although I don't know where the whip came from, but every time I see him, I feel like my heart is jumping.

"The whip made by millions of dead souls, I will give you a set meal tonight!"

After Tang Fei finished speaking in a cold voice, he raised his hand and prepared to drop the whip.

Nan Shuran's pupils dilated slightly, and he begged for mercy, "Wait, ancestor, wait, I'm not here to fight, I'm here to save the little emperor."

Tang Fei stopped his movements, but his face was still cold.

Seeing this, Nan Shuran hurriedly said, "I really came to save him."

Tang Fei frowned, "You don't know the way to break the spell?"

Nan Shuan turned away guiltily, "I didn't know before, but now I know."

"Lie to me? Court death!"

Tang Fei lashed out with a whip, and Nan Suan's left leg was pulled out with a scar, blood flowing horizontally.

Compared with the fault of the body, it hurts the soul more.

He managed to come back alive, and Tang Fei almost broke his soul to pieces with two whips.

Seeing him lying limp on the ground without a trace of resistance, Tang Fei's expression became even colder.

"Nan Wu Clan, anyone who is not trustworthy should be killed!"

Every word she said was as merciless as she was a thousand years ago.

Nan Shuran's pupils gradually dilated, and then he smiled helplessly, "Yes, in the eyes of the great master, all those who disobey the little emperor deserve to die, so you slaughtered a city overnight and killed those outsiders, just to give The little emperor's revenge..."

He paused, and laughed at himself: "In your opinion, everyone in the world is inferior to Pei Xu?"

"Yes!" Tang Fei answered simply.

Everyone in the world is a passerby, only he is different.

Nan He suddenly shook his head and laughed, "I'm quite envious of him."

"Go to hell!"

After Tang Fei finished speaking, his eyes turned cold, and he raised his hand to give him a whip.

Nan Shuran quickly said, "Wait, I really came to save him. It's just the end of my strength to control him. Why don't you let me try it, in case I can really save him."

The whip that Tang Fei swung over halfway turned around and landed on Nan Shuran's side.

The pain on his cheek made him smile a little ugly, he looked up at Tang Fei and smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Guoshi, for not killing him, but I'm injured now, and I don't have the confidence to use [-]% of my strength to save him for the time being."

Tang Fei frowned slightly, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Don't get excited, I'll just rest here for a while, you can watch me yourself, I'm not going anywhere."

He deliberately emphasized the word "stare at", frivolous and indebted to beating.

Tang Fei slapped him across the air, leaving a delicate slap mark on his right cheek.

"This mouth, don't worry about it!"

After the words fell, a dagger appeared in her hand, and she took a slight step forward, as if preparing to cut his tongue.

Nan Shuran regretted it now, he really touched the tiger's butt, the key is that he likes this exciting feeling every time.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I won't dare next time, I still hope that the National Teacher will have a large number of adults, please forgive me this time."

The saying that a person who knows current affairs is a hero is simply tailor-made for Nan Heran.

Tang Fei got a headache from his quarrel, so he directly posted a gag talisman on him.

Tang Fei glanced at him, and said in a cold tone, "I'll give you an hour to break the spell for him!"

Nan Shu stared and shook his head, how could he recover in an hour.

A whip of her whip would kill someone, okay?

Seeing this, Tang Fei raised the whip in his hand.

Nan Shuran's pupils dilated slightly, and he nodded in agreement.

It's not that he is cowardly, but mainly because he is really afraid of death.

After finally surviving, he didn't want to go back to that dark place again.

Seeing that he was being honest, Tang Fei turned around to check on Pei Xun's situation.

The breath is still a little disordered, but it is much better than before.

She doesn't know if what Nan Shuran said is true or not, but now she can only gamble.

If he dared to lie to her, she would kill him with a whip.

As for the spell, she can only try that method...

Looking at Pei Xun's pale face, she let out a foul breath.

It was useless to blame her, I couldn't find a way to undo the spell.

An hour later, Nan He suddenly got up from the ground, not daring to delay for a minute.

I don't know what method he used, but the deep bone wound on his face has recovered by [-]% to [-]%.

However, the medicine of the Nanwu tribe is the best in the world, so Tang Fei didn't find it surprising that the external injuries were almost healed, but the spiritual injuries were enough for him.

"Woooooo..." Nan Shuran walked up to her and pointed to the talisman on his mouth.

I don't know what kind of talisman she is, but he couldn't pull it off.

With a wave of Tang Fei's hand, the talisman on his mouth disappeared.

As soon as he was able to speak, he began to run the train with his mouth full again, "Master Guoshi, you are really harsh, you don't know how painful your whip is, I am still trembling."

"It seems that this talisman should be affixed to you."

After Tang Fei finished speaking in a cold voice, he threw a talisman over.

Nan Shuran avoided it vigorously, with lingering fears in his heart, he said: "A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands, Master Guoshi, don't be so irritable..."

After he finished speaking, he didn't give Tang Fei a chance to speak, and his eyes fell on Pei Huan. After staring at him for a while, he said with regret, "Didn't you slap me out just now? Why are you dying now? "

(End of this chapter)