Sweet field peasant woman is delicious

Chapter 216 Two Kinds of Love (5)
However, Nancheng stepped forward and grabbed her neck: "Will you tell me?" The eyes that were so gentle just now that they were about to melt into water were ferocious like wild animals.

Wen Qiang felt that he was going to be out of breath, this man didn't hold back at all, his strength was simply trying to kill her.

"No, no, I can't say it, otherwise... otherwise, I, I will die without a place to bury." Wen Qiang's entire face lost all color, it was pale, and his whole body was trembling non-stop.

Chunlan was guarding at the door, and rushed in immediately when she heard the movement, but she was startled when she saw the prince pinching the imperial concubine, and immediately stepped forward to stop her: "My son, my son is not good, madam is about to breathe But I'm angry."

With a wave of Nancheng's iron arm, Chunlan was thrown out, and then he was furious: "Get out!"

Chunlan's son didn't dare to do anything wrong now. He fell on the ground and couldn't even get up. He could only watch his wife's face turn purple, her heart filled with panic, and she couldn't help shouting: "Your Majesty, you can't do it!" ah."

Nancheng's face at this moment was terrifying, he gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't tell me now, I will let you die immediately."

Between dying and dying, Wen Qiang felt as if he was in purgatory, his pretty face turned purple from suffocation, and squeezed out three words from between his teeth: "Chang, Zi, Qing."

With a "bang", Nancheng threw Wen Qiang away, and with a bang, he flashed out of the room and disappeared into the night.

Wen Qiang was finally free, lying on the ground and began to gasp and cough, just now, it was clear that he walked through the gate of hell.

Changfu, when An Le was stunned and brought to this place, the old Taoist leader had already started to set up formations. In order to prevent her from making a fuss, he brought her here and did not give her an antidote, but simply let her go. She fell asleep all afternoon.

Now the sun was setting for his son, and he could only cast spells when the moon was full at night. Chang Ziqing felt a little excited.

As the effects of the medicine passed, An Le gradually woke up, and the moment her consciousness became clear, she knew that she had been tricked!Looking at the figure in front of her, she jumped up from the bed almost frantically: "Chang Ziqing! What trick do you want to play?"

Chang Ziqing turned around and glanced at her lightly: "Are you awake?"

"Why did you bring me here?"

"For, let's go back."

An Le narrowed his eyes slightly: "Go back? Where?"

Chang Zi sat leisurely on the teacher's chair and took a cup of tea: "In the 21st century, when the moon is full today, as long as I restore the scene at that time, we can go back."

An Le said sharply, "That's your business!"

"At first I thought it was my business, but it has been unsuccessful for two years. After seeing you, I realized that this matter can only be completed by us together. We have to restore the scene at that time and disappear together. In this world." A slight smile appeared on Chang Ziqing's usual cold face.

"I don't!" An Le almost shouted, "I don't want it! I want to stay here!"

Chang Ziqing turned a deaf ear to it: "Do you think now is the time for me to ask for your opinion?"

Then he laughed softly: "But you don't have to worry, I've already taken care of the previous things for you, and you've been replaced by a woman who looks exactly like you. , no one will know."

The hands in An Le's sleeves were clenched tightly, wishing to tear the man in front of her apart, she naturally knew his methods, he never fought uncertain battles.

Even though he wanted to cut him into pieces, he still had to be weaker in his tone: "You want to go back that much? What's wrong here, don't you want money and power? You have a high position, why bother?" I just want to go back."

"High position and weight?" Chang Ziqing sneered: "Can I be the emperor? Can I cover the sky with one hand? No matter how powerful the power is, if one person is not careful, it will lose everything? But it will be different when I go back. An's Group is mine, and I am the emperor there, and everyone must respect me, so why live in such a mess like now?"

An Le's eyes were red with anger. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, if he really let him take her back, she couldn't imagine her future life!Shaking his head desperately: "No, no, I don't agree, I don't want to go back!"

Chang Ziqing glanced at her and said: "You have no choice, but I can give you another choice. After you go back, I don't know whether you want to be my wife with peace of mind or want to be alone. Allow, this is the only concession I can make to you."

The cold voice sounded, and what brought Anle was despair, but he forced himself to calm down and think of countermeasures, but this was Chang Ziqing's territory, and if Nancheng didn't find him, it would be impossible to escape with his own ability go.

"My lord, it's time to start." The old Taoist priest walked into the house and said to Chang Ziqing.

There was a "boom" in An Le's mind, and the two guards on the side were afraid that she would make a fuss, so they controlled her from left to right early.

Chang Ziqing made a gesture, and the two guards ignored An Le's resistance, and carried her outside.

In the spacious courtyard, each torch has surrounded the city with a strange gossip map. There is a golden thread between the two torches, which looks golden in the scorching fire.

An Le was frightened in her heart, and her tone softened a lot, begging in a trembling voice: "Chang Ziqing, I don't want it, I don't want to go back, I don't want it!"

But Chang Ziqing ignored her at all, just looked at the full moon in the sky, and showed a satisfied smile: "Master Dao, I'm sorry."

The long man stroked his beard and nodded, the long sword in his hand burned once in the flames, and then waved it in the air.

Chang Ziqing put his hand on her fair and delicate neck expressionlessly: "It will only hurt a little."

Immediately, use force...

An Le couldn't even utter a word at this time, her face turned pale, her breathing was difficult, and her ears were buzzing.

The Taoist priest swung his long sword over and over again, chanting incantations in his mouth over and over again, and threw a talisman into the sky, but found that there was no reaction at all!

Chang Ziqing realized the Daoist's gaffe, his face was a little dissatisfied, and he let go of An Le, who lay on the ground with a small face and coughed desperately.

"what happened?"

The Taoist also felt strange: "It shouldn't be! The spell didn't respond. Could it be that the scene at that time was still wrong?"

Chang Ziqing said in a deep voice: "At that time, there was no one around, only me and her, everything was exactly the same!"

"That's strange." The Taoist priest looked puzzled.

(End of this chapter)