The medical concubine soars to the sky: the lord lightly pets

Chapter 323

Night, pitch-black.

The back garden of Fu's family is as bright as day.

Nangong Yun shivered and rubbed against Sanger step by step, his eyes were staring straight, so dry that he couldn't shed a single tear.

Plop knelt down beside him, looking at his stabbed bloody face, the black mask stuck together with the original white and smooth skin, it was hideous and terrifying, shocking, and he was wearing Nangong Yun specially tailored for him A custom-made blue robe.

"Hey, is this the dress prepared for me? Is it not appropriate for me to dress up so glamorously when I'm married?"

Sanger had a joyful smile on his face, his white teeth looked extraordinarily bright under his dark complexion, everything was vivid in his memory.

They had breakfast together in the morning, and Sanger joked that after attending the wedding, he would go back to Jing Country to marry a wife.

"Who made me look so badass? Wouldn't it be a pity for the honor that God rewarded me if I don't eat soft food?"

His shameless appearance made her yell disgusting, and he was still telling jokes at the end of the breakfast, which made everyone laugh.

How could a living person disappear in the blink of an eye...

"Who is it?" Nangong Yun asked in a trembling voice, "Who did it... who did it!"

The last sentence was almost roared, and everyone present saw Nangong Yun's eyeballs were red, and the sharp breath made everyone speechless. They stared at Nangong Yun with wide eyes, and did not dare to say a word.

Nangong Yun's eyes glanced coldly at the people present, as if they were the culprits who killed Sanger.

Who the hell, who has such a deep hatred with Sanger, would not hesitate to make trouble during the wedding of Fu's family?

"Be honest..." Yan Dong and the others escorted a few people wearing satin robes towards the lake. During the fight, he lost to the Fu family and was injured.

Nangong Yun narrowed his eyes, looking at those people dressed as VIPs, he felt a little clear in his heart, and a trace of gloom slipped in his eyes.

"What's going on?" Du Yunlie glanced at those people and asked Yan Dong.

Yan Dong glared at those people viciously, and said coldly: "These people dressed up as a few members of Jinling and sneaked into Fu's house with the crowd. After the wedding, they sneaked in. Tonight In order to welcome the wedding guests, several organs in the main courtyard were closed, allowing them to drive straight in, but the organs in the back garden were still open. As soon as they broke in, the deacon's disciple heard the movement, but when they rushed When we arrived, Mr. Ghost Doctor had already..."

Yan Dong couldn't hold back his anger when he said this, he kicked the "member outsider" who was kneeling next to him, and cursed: "Damn it!"

Nangong Yun has been staring at Sanger's body, there is no trace of blood on her face, but the coldness and darkness in her eyes remind everyone that she is still alive, and she is very angry now.

"Who sent you here?" Nangong Yun was still kneeling beside Sanger, but his extremely cold and penetrating voice could not be ignored.

The assassins in fancy clothes were obviously not afraid of her, and they sneered at the corner of their mouths: "Stop talking nonsense, kill or cut, take what you want."

"Slap!" Yan Dong raised his hand and slapped the speaker's face, the strength of his hand immediately made the corner of his mouth turn red.

The man's head was tilted, but he didn't give in. He raised his head and looked at Yan Dong with a sneer, and looked at him provocatively, but he didn't speak.

Yan Dong was so angry that he wanted to slap him again, "Yan Dong." A cold voice stopped him.

Everyone looked over and saw that it was Nangong Yun who spoke. Yan Dong looked at Nangong Yun in puzzlement, only to hear her coldly say: "Don't waste time with him. Yunluo..."

"Yes, Pavilion Master." Yun Luo responded, and pulled out a soft sword from his waist, shook it in his hand, and it immediately turned into a sharp blade.

Yun Luo signaled Yan Dong to back away, and under the surprised gazes of everyone, the sword light flashed and swished twice, immediately breaking the man's tendons.

"Ah..." A miserable cry resounded through the sky, and everyone present was even more shocked.

Too, too cruel...

Du Yunlie only glanced lightly, frowned and looked at Nangong Yun, seeing her blood red eyes, he was full of worry.

Nangong Yun still asked coldly: "I'll give you another chance to say, who sent you here?"

The man whose arm was broken rolled on the ground in pain, sweating profusely, curled up trembling and said: "Just... even if I tell... who the master is, you...you can't... …Let me go……"

Nangong Yun glanced at Sanger's bloody face, stood up stiffly, walked up to the man step by step, took the sword from Yun Luo's hand, and without saying a word, cut the man's hamstring Also picked off.

The man let out another scream from the pain, but he couldn't move anymore, he only had the strength to breathe, panting heavily.

The other captured assassins who were kneeling next to him had already turned pale with fright, and trembling all over, they lowered their heads and stopped looking.

Rao Fu Yuyang has always been cold and cruel, and he couldn't help frowning when he saw Nangong Yun's ruthless methods. This is the real life is worse than death. people's beliefs.

Letting that person lie there, Nangong Yun didn't even look at him, just pointed his bloody sword at the few remaining people, and said coldly: "He is right, even if you reveal your master Whoever I am, I will not let you go, because you killed my friend, and I will naturally avenge him."

Hearing this, one of them suddenly raised his head to look at Nangong Yun in fear, shook his head and said, "No, I didn't kill it..."

Nangong Yun sneered: "You are wrong, one life is worth one life is the rule of Jianghu. The rule of my Meteor Pavilion is that whoever kills my person, I will have his whole family buried with him. None of you can escape .”

The man looked at Nangong Yun in horror, his face was full of despair, he couldn't help swallowing the words he was about to say.

Nangong Yun looked at the sword in his hand, and changed the topic, "However, I can let you choose your own way of death. Do you want to die in pain after being cut off by me like him, or have a good time? Yourselves. I will only give one of you a chance to confess, and the time will not wait."

With a swipe of Nangong Yun's sword, a bloodstain immediately appeared on the neck of the fallen man, his eyes were open and he died.

"I said, I said..." the kneeling one hurriedly said, "It's... His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Nangong Yun's eyes widened suddenly, anger appeared on his face, it was Jin Zhehan again!

(End of this chapter)