Queen of Substitute marriage: the king is too black-hearted

Nangong Yan said to Ji Qingxue, "if you want to ask, just ask."

They all stared at themselves for a long time, with an expression of desire to talk and stop. At the moment, she engraved her thoughts on her face.

Ji Qingxue thought for a moment and said, "just now, Sima Jingxuan said about your master..."

Nangong Yan's face changed slightly. Although she knew she might ask about it, when she was asked, Nangong Yan suddenly had a severe pain in the wound on her back.

Although, it has healed for a long time.

Nangong Yan thought for a long time. Where should he start.

"Tianshan is closely related to the royal family of Dayan. It is Dayan's eyes in the folk and Jianghu. When I was seven years old, my father sent me to Tianshan to learn martial arts. My body was extremely weak because of the cold poison in my body. My father wanted me to strengthen my body through martial arts."

"Tianshan only accepts twelve disciples over the years, and I happen to be the youngest of Tianshan disciples, so I naturally become twelve. Shifu and senior brother love me very much. Maybe they are tired of intrigues in the palace. I lived the most peaceful days in Tianshan."

Nangong Yan looked very gentle at the moment. The light moonlight fell all over his shoulders. Ji Qingxue also smiled very gently: "with a mischievous person like you in Tianshan, your master and senior brother must have a headache."

Nangong Yan smiled and shook his head, "why am I so naughty? I'm the most obedient disciple in Tianshan Mountain. Senior brothers sneak down the mountain, but I'm hiding it for them."

"Oh, I don't see. Where are you obedient?" Ji Qingxue said deliberately.

Nangong Yan no longer retorted, but continued: "in Tianshan, no one knows my identity except master. I'm just twelve, ordinary Yan twelve."

Everything was fine. If that hadn't happened, he would still be Yan 12 in Tianshan Mountain, with master and senior brother.

Unfortunately, the most useless word in the world is "if".

"Later." Ji Qingxue knew that something must have happened later, because Sima Jingxuan just said that Nangong Yan's master wanted to kill him.

Nangong Yan put away his smile and his face sank: "I will always remember that it was master's birthday. After three rounds of drinking, senior brothers and I were drunk. When we woke up, senior brothers and I were in a huge iron cage."

Ji Qingxue's heart was instantly raised. She always had a terrible premonition in her heart. It wouldn't really be what she thought.

Then Nangong Yan said, "when we don't understand what happened, a man wearing an iron mask stood in the iron cage. He said something I can't forget so far."

Ji Qing paused and asked, "what is it?"

——Twelve of you, only one person can get out of this iron cage alive today.

The man said so.

Recalling the situation of that day, Nangong Yan was like being in an ice cellar. He stood at the edge of the cage and watched his beloved senior brother kill each other like crazy.

Because they all want to live, they all want to live.

Nangong Yan can't do it. It's his senior brother who loves him. How can he do it.

Until warm blood splashed on his face, the seventh senior brother had killed all the other ten people. Now only he and nangongyan are left.

Holding a dagger stained with the blood of his fellow senior brothers, the seventh senior brother approached Nangong Yan step by step.

"Twelve, since you came to Tianshan Mountain, I know you are different from us." seventh elder martial brother said coldly.

Somehow, Nangong Yan was very calm at that time: "seven elder martial brothers, twelve is twelve. There is nothing different."

The seventh senior brother sneered: "Tianshan has been spying on various military secrets for the Dayan royal family, and Tianshan receives 12 disciples every year, but only one will be left. Do you know where the other 11 have gone?"

Nangong Yan's body is stiff, isn't it

The seventh senior brother had a cruel smile on his mouth: "yes, the other 11 people were naturally killed by the other one. It's enough to leave only one useful person. That's the truth."

Nangong Yan suddenly asked him, "did you know this from the beginning?"

"Of course," said seventh elder martial brother coldly, "I knew from the time I entered Tianshan mountain that only one of us could live in the end."

"So your kindness to everyone and me is hypocritical?" Nangong Yan's whole body is shaking. That's the tenderest seventh senior brother in ordinary days.

The seventh senior brother said: "of course, I just want you to relax your vigilance, just to wait for the test day."

Nangong Yan's heart was completely cold. He thought everything was false. He thought he had a sharp blade hidden in the warmth he got.

Nangong Yan suddenly burst out laughing: "in this way, it's really difficult for the seventh senior brother. It's really troublesome to play on the occasion on weekdays."

The seventh senior brother didn't care. Nangong Yan's words were full of ridicule. He held a dagger and walked over with a grim smile: "twelve, it's time to end. Go at ease."

The seventh senior brother stabbed nangongyan in the chest directly, but nangongyan avoided it lightly. He said calmly, "seventh senior brother, I'm afraid you're going today."

"Talk big!" the seventh elder martial brother threw his dagger and fought with Nangong Yan.

But the more you beat senior brother Qi, the colder you feel.

How did the twelve martial arts become so high?

Nangong Yan recorded the whirlwind leg and swept the seventh senior brother to the ground. His mouth vomited blood and his face was unbelievable: "Twelve your martial arts..."

Nangong Yan stopped, looked at the people on the ground and said, "Twelve no talents, my martial arts has always been the highest among the senior brothers, but I don't show much in ordinary days."

The seventh senior brother suddenly became crazy: "ha ha, I didn't expect that I planted it in your hand for more than ten years. Good, what a Yan twelve!"

Then the seventh elder martial brother picked up the dagger on the ground and buried it in his chest. He smiled relieved: "twelve, i... I have been sincere to you."

"Seventh elder martial brother!" Nangong Yan was very distressed. Why did this happen?

Nangong Yan slowly closed his eyes. At this time, the iron door had been opened. The iron man standing outside said, "your last opponent is me."

Nangong Yan got up and walked out of the cage slowly. He looked at the man in front of him: "why on earth?"

The iron faced man didn't speak any more, but directly pulled out his long knife.

The iron faced man makes a deadly move, but Nangong Yan only defends but cannot attack.

Until, Nangong Yan's body was severely scratched by the long knife. Suddenly, blood gushed, and Nangong Yan's whole back was red with blood.

Nangong Yanqiang propped up his falling body and asked, "master, why on earth is this?"

Yuqingzi under the iron face didn't expect that Nangong Yan already knew his identity. No wonder he just couldn't defend and attack.

Yuqingzi uncovered the iron face: "twelve, you must die today."

Nangong Yan looked fierce. He pointed to the eleven bodies behind him: "see, some of the people lying there were even brought up by yourself. How can you be cruel?"

The answer to nangongyan is a more fierce move.

That day, Nangong Yan endured his injury and fought with yuqingzi for a long time. Finally, he only lost both sides.

"Tell me, why on earth?" Nangong's eyes were red, like an enraged Beast.

Yuqingzi didn't tell nangongyan the reason. He ran away.

On that day, there was no Yan 12 in Tianshan.

Yes, but Wang Rui, Nangong Yan, has neither a master nor a senior brother.