Xiang Kuan's face darkened as he was unable to capture the two of them.
After all, this is Shengjing, under the emperor's feet, and delaying it for too long will not do him any good!
Although he is a powerful governor, there are always a few stubborn old antiques in the court who are against him. Two of them will come to see Qiao Susu tomorrow.
That's why he was so anxious, Qiao Susu must die today!
Xiang Kuan winked at the guard beside him. The guard understood what he was doing. A hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he raised his sword and stabbed directly at Qiao Susu's back.
Nan Xian's peripheral vision flashed with white light, his eyes flickered, and he picked up Qiao Susu's collar and stepped back quickly.
The sword edge pursued her relentlessly, and the cold light went straight into Nan Xian's eyes.
Qiao Susu looked back, her heart tightening: "Mother, girl...mother, please leave me and go. I can't escape. Don't sacrifice your life for me. Xiang Kuan, this thief, wants to kill me!"
All I ask is that the girl will make this bloody letter public to the public and expose the true face of Xiang Kuan, the dog thief! If there is an afterlife, I would like to be a cow or a horse for the girl, and wear a ring of grass!"
"Miss Qiao, regardless of whether there is this blood letter or not, Xiang Kuan will die. You don't have to risk your own life." Nan Xian looked solemn. He raised his energy and moved forward more than ten feet.
His body is frighteningly thin and does not weigh as much as an adult at all.
Since marrying Xiang Kuan, this girl has embarked on a journey of misfortune.
Before his palm touched the woman's body, he was hit by a sharp object, causing blood to flow profusely.
The young man stood there like a cold and beautiful bamboo, and his eyes like cold stars seemed to be filled with dead water in the middle of winter.
He didn't even have time to dodge and was thrown several feet away, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.
Something seemed to be moving in those deep, cold pool-like eyes.
Nan Xian could barely avoid two attacks, but his movements were slower the third time.
For a moment, there was a hint of regret on the serious face, but it soon turned into indifference. With a wave of his arms, a group of Golden Scale Guards rushed into the alley.
Xiang Kuan couldn't help but shiver. This was the first time he felt fear in Xiang Yunzheng.
Quite scary.
"The second to last house in the alley on the right has a cellar."
Fortunately, Qiao Susu was not stupid enough to turn around and come back.
"Hurry up and chase!"
The two sides fought for several rounds, with Nan Xian trying to delay the opponent first.
In the past, I was just afraid that my son would have a distorted mentality, and the cruel methods he would resort to every time he got angry would make people shudder.
The young man's voice was very low and cold. When Xiang Kuan heard it, he felt that it was no different from usual, but it was completely different.
Xiang Yunzheng walked towards this side, and passed by Xiang Kuan's expectant eyes. He knelt down and felt Nan Xian's breath with his fingertips.
The sword that attacked her paused, followed by a more violent attack.
But Xiang Yunzheng didn't even look at her. He gently picked up the woman in the pool of blood, hugged her waist tightly, and said in a cold voice, "Did I let you touch her?"
In the original plot, Qiao Susu was the only person who did not turn into zombies when the poisonous spores spread in Xiangfu, but her death was not far behind those Xiangfu people who were reduced to zombie soil.
"Xiang Kuan, you killed the person I couldn't bear to touch." The young man finally cast his eyes over. He looked down at Xiang Kuan who was lying on the ground, and said word by word with indifference and coldness, "You deserve to die!"
"Zheng'er..." Xiang Kuan covered his chest and raised his eyes in disbelief.
But now, he actually felt the bone-cutting hatred and murderous intention from Xiang Yunzheng.
Said: "Xiang Kuan, I still have an antidote here that can save Xiang Yunzheng. Why don't you save your own son..."
Nan Xian couldn't imagine how she had managed to survive all these years, but it must be unforgettable hatred that made her want to crawl out of the hell in Xiang's home even if she died.
As more and more people gathered around him, his patience ran out. In addition, since the appearance of this woman, strange things happened frequently in the house. He had nowhere to vent the resentment in his heart, and he was even more merciless.
"Zheng'er, listen to me, dad will definitely find an antidote to the poison in your body! This woman doesn't know what's good and what's good, and she goes against dad. It's not a pity to die!
She might have been playing tricks before, and the antidote might be on her body! Dad will search it out for you right now!"
Nan Xian endured the severe pain and stared at Xiang Kuan's fiery red eyes. Blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth and smiled slowly: "Admit it, Xiang Kuan... In your heart, you will always be more important... to..."
Before he finished speaking, the straight edge of the sword had already pierced into Nan Xian's heart.
Xiang Kuan was stunned for a moment: "Zheng, Zheng'er", then he stood up, overjoyed, "Zheng'er, you're back? Where have you been these days? It's easy to find dad!"
Nanxian had walked in this narrow alley during the day. There was a lot of debris accumulated in the alley, and the layout in front of every house was similar, making it easy to confuse your vision.
How could his son Xiang Kuan be a rebellious son who went against his own father for the sake of a woman? How could he have true feelings?
Xiang Kuan rushed over angrily, his eyes swollen with anger, and he drew his sword and struck at Nan Xian.
The person is already dead.
"Zheng'er, she is just a woman, and I am your biological father! Everything I do is for you!" Xiang Kuan roared at the boy's retreating back!
He crouched down, intending to search Nan Xian's body to find an antidote to the poison of Wanmu.
The bright red color all over the ground made Xiang Kuan suddenly wake up.
At the same time, she ducked down to avoid the sword, raising dust on the ground and briefly captivating everyone's attention.
The sky turned dark.
Xiang Kuan casually wiped the blood on his clothes on his hands, and was about to squat down to continue what he had just finished, when unexpectedly a gust of wind suddenly hit his chest.
There were fluffy dust floating down from the sky.
Nan Xian blocked everyone's way, but in a moment, Qiao Susu's figure had disappeared in the alley.
Nan Xian leaned over and whispered, and then he was sent out lightly while Qiao Susu looked in shock and panic.
She died in the tunnel she dug. Before the tunnel was dug, she starved to death deep in the soil. No one found her body. It gradually became cold and smelly, and became food for rodents, insects and ants.
Xiang Kuan was so painful that he broke into a cold sweat. His whole hand was so numb that he lost consciousness for a moment. He turned back angrily and was about to draw his sword and stand up, but he stopped when he saw the person coming.
He looked at Xiang Yunzheng's actions in astonishment, and his lips twitched: "Zheng'er, don't you have... true feelings for this foreign woman?"
The woman pressed the hilt of the sword and stared at the man in front of her. Due to the loss of life, her body gradually became weak. She fell on her knees, and then slowly fell into a pool of blood.
She exhaled.
He really couldn't believe the last two words.
The first snow in Shengjing of the Great Wei Dynasty came slowly at this time.
Nan Xian's soul floated forward in the air with Xiang Yunzheng. Just before Xiang Kuan's fatal blow hit her chest, her soul was torn out by Qixi.
Just waiting for Xiang Kuan and others to leave, Qixi sent her soul into the body.
But what happened after that was somewhat surprising to Nanxian.
She is now... being held in Xiang Yunzheng's arms? Where is he taking her?