The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 560 You are all going to die

"Nangong Yan!" Xing Yufan said suddenly, "They are planning how to harm the young master!"

"Content!" Nangong Yan asked.

Feng Zhuo didn't hide it from him, and he naturally knew that Xing Yufan had the abnormal ability to eavesdrop on the sound transmission of the divine consciousness.

Xing Yufan's eyes flickered, and he said, "I can't hear you!"

After Nangong Yan stared at him for a few seconds, he chuckled and said, "It turns out that your ability is also limited!"

Xing Yufan clenched his fists, but did not answer.

At this moment, Feng Yunshang led a group of people towards Lei Yun's direction.

"Nangongyan!" Xing Yufan shouted again.

When Xing Yufan's expression changed because he was too worried about Feng Zhuo, Nangong Yan was so calm from the beginning to the end.

He watched the group of people approaching Feng Zhuo, with a sneer in his eyes: "It's just a bunch of jumping clowns, what's there to worry about?"

Xing Yufan frowned tightly.

The young master is only at the peak of the mortal spirit, and those who come to him to trouble him are the strong ones above the earth spirit, and there is a sky thunder chasing after him, and Feng Yunshang will face the calculations in front of him.

It is said that there is no intention to do mental arithmetic!
How can the young master prevent other people's calculations under such a situation where he cannot protect himself?
He really couldn't understand where Nangong Yan's strong self-confidence came from.

It seems that in Nangong Yan's eyes, no matter what difficulties, the young master can overcome them.

Is it because of simple trust?
"Your Highness Twelve, are these people here to hold us back?" Nan Gongyan looked at Lu Jiaoer and Zhou Zhidao who were standing together, curling the corners of his mouth mockingly.

"What are you going to do?" Xing Yufan asked.

"What do you think?" Nangong Yan's voice fell, and he was already a hundred meters away.

When Zhou Zhidao came to his senses, Nangong Yan had already arrived in front of him, and his hands fell on his neck, clasping them tightly.

"Ah!" Zhou Zhidao screamed.

It never occurred to him that Nangong Yan not only did not care about Feng Zhuo's life and death, but also took the initiative to attack them.

The mission that was thought to be 100% safe suddenly became dangerous.

"I give you two choices. Let your followers commit suicide, or you die!" Nangong Yan said lightly.

It is not difficult for him to kill these people.

It's just that he doesn't want to get his hands dirty.

"Mr. Nangong, we are our own people, our own people!" Zhou Zhidao turned pale with fright, but he didn't do what Nangong Yan said, but said desperately, "I am the servant of the little prince's beast pet!" , we are a family!"

The mocking look on Nangong Yan's face became even stronger.

Seeing this, Zhou Zhidao had an idea, and said, "If you kill me, the young master will be unhappy!"

"So, I gave you two choices! My patience is limited!" Nangong Yan's hand on his neck tightened a little.

Zhou Zhidao felt that his breathing was not smooth.

Perhaps it was because of lack of oxygen that his face was flushed red.

Nangong Yan's hands kept tightening, his head began to feel dizzy, his eyes turned outward, and his face gradually turned livid.

But how could he let his followers kill themselves?
If he became a polished commander, who would take him seriously?
"Since Elder Zhou is so affectionate and righteous, then I will send you all to hell!" Nangong Yan's voice was flat, no matter how bloodthirsty and scary the words he said were.

"Die! You all go to die!" Zhou Zhidao pointed at his followers and shouted in horror.

(End of this chapter)