Chapter 842 Part: The Farmer’s Wife in the Mountains Is So Spicy 77
Before Yan Qing could react, the sound of the flute in the room behind her became chaotic.

Yan Luo, who was controlled by the flute, stopped struggling because of the sound, and stared blankly in front of him, like a living dead.

Silence.

For Yan Qing, that night at Tanshan Temple more than ten years ago was the beginning of her nightmare.

……

a decade ago.

The room in the backyard of Tanshan Temple...

A man in Tsing Yi slowly came out from behind her.

He has a handsome appearance, but his red lips are as gorgeous as blood, and his whole body reveals a strange color.

"what do you know?"

His voice is like the ding-dong of spring water, with the charm of rustling bamboo leaves, which makes people want to listen to it again and again.

And his appearance...

Tong Yuxuan suddenly thought of someone.

"Shouldn't Mr. Ning give his nephew an explanation?"

Shock flashed in Ning Yu's deep eyes.

his nephew?

"Why, but the scene inside, Mister Ning must have forgotten his nephew... Ning Muzhou, right?"

……

Ning Yu was stunned for a moment, Yan Qing's actions back then made him feel cold, but in the end he owed her.

It's just that he never thought that she would do such a terrible thing, and none of the more than 100 members of the Ning family survived.

And his eldest brother's son was only a few years old that year. When he hurried back, he could smell a strong smell of blood from a hundred meters away.

Massacres all over the house.

He is the eternal sinner of their Ning family.

He wanted to apologize with death, but when Yan Qing looked at him with accusing eyes, he still compromised.

All his life, he has been doing dark things for her, like a walking dead.

……

Ruo Chuan came out of the darkness, with mottled marks on his face and those cold eyes, Ning Yu's defense line in his heart was defeated.

"Muzhou..."

He wanted to go up to look at him, but was stopped by his eyes and didn't dare to go forward.

"Ning Yushen, the wronged soul of more than 100 members of the Ning family, have they never looked for you in the future?
Can you... have a good conscience?Grandparents, my father, my mother, and those young children, don't you feel guilty at all these years? ! "

Ruochuan, whose real name is Ning Muzhou, is the child of Ning's eldest son. He is already tired of hiding all these years.

"Muzhou, Second Uncle..."

"Shut up! I don't have a second uncle! You are not my second uncle either!"

"Muzhou..."

Ning Yushen has been entangled by Ning Muzhou, Yan Luo has also fallen into a coma, only Nangong Xian in Yan Qing's hands is a hostage.

For the rest, Tong Yuxuan left it to Nangong Zui to deal with it herself, and did not intervene.

……

The grievances of the Ning family should also be resolved by Ning Muzhou himself, and she suddenly had nothing else to do.

Both Nangong Xian and Nangong Zui's eyes were on Yan Luo's body, but they followed her touch just now.

This Yan Luo...

He is already a dead person. As for why it is preserved so completely, it may have something to do with some secret medicine in this plane of time and space.

"Zi'er, take good care of your mother, I will take care of this poisonous woman..."

The reason why Nangong Xian was hiding his clumsiness before was also because he was worried about Yan Luo. He had doubts when he didn't see her body back then, so he agreed to Yan Qing's entry into the palace.

"Yan Qing, let's settle the score between you and me." Nangong Xian's inner strength spilled out, shaking the blade at his neck open.

Yan Qing's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the confrontation between the two turned out to be a tie, while Nangong Zui was also checking Yan Luo's body, and finally his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

her body...

There has long been no cure.

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