Chapter 207 The adopted son you picked up will destroy your whole family (42)
But if this is the case, it seems that we can figure out why we saw the golden-scaled guards on the street before Tianxian was drunk, but those golden-scaled guards couldn't find her whereabouts.
Perhaps it wasn't that she escaped the well-trained Golden Scale Guards by luck, but that someone designed it so that no one could find her whereabouts!
...Xiang Yunzheng wanted no one to find her, so that only he could be with her every day across the wall.
Nan Xian was in a state of shock, and she didn't know whether she was frightened by her own random thoughts, or by the young man's behavior of risking his life and wanting to fall off a cliff and be buried with her.
Xiang Yunzheng was still slowly moving her body away. With his current physical condition, if he forcibly mobilized his internal energy at this time, he was undoubtedly like a moth fluttering its wings and flying towards the flames.
He had the idea of dying from the very beginning.
Therefore, no matter how cold or uncomfortable he was along the way, he could not bear to use his inner strength, just for this moment, this moment...
Nan Xian watched helplessly as her body was dragged closer and closer to the cliff, and her heart was almost immersed in molten iron.
Qixi was obviously dumbfounded and didn't make a sound for a long time. If Xiang Yunzheng jumped off the Qianren Cliff while holding the host's body, the host's body would be beyond recognition, not to mention shattered into pieces.
Drowning into a pool of ice.
"Xiang Yunzheng," Nan Xian interrupted him, staring at his crazy expression, and said softly and coquettishly, "I'm afraid of pain."
He opened his eyes in disbelief and met the woman's angry red eyes: "Xiang Yunzheng! Are you crazy?!
Suddenly, a hand moved up to the back of her head. Before she could react, she was pressed by the young man and tilted towards him, and his lips were caught.
Qixi screamed in her ears, and Nanxian felt like her head was going to explode.
Nan Xian's eyes widened, and Qixi's voice suddenly stopped at this moment.
Before he finished speaking, Nan Xian felt his body sink. There was a whistling wind in his ears. He had no time to adapt to the sudden return of his soul. Feeling weightless, he instinctively stretched out his hands to grab something.
But the effect was obviously as she expected.
Xiang Yunzheng's whole body froze as if struck by lightning. After a few breaths, he became overwhelmed and showed an expression of ecstasy: "Axian, what did you call me? Call me again."
He wasn't even surprised why Nan Xian came back from the dead.
I am the one who loves you the most!"
Nan Xian looked at the cliff top, which was getting closer and closer. His soul floated in the air and glanced at the bottom of the bottomless cliff. The clouds and fog below were so deep that there would probably be no echo even if a boulder of hundreds of kilograms fell.
The young man's smile became a bit paranoid: "What's wrong with me? I will accompany you wherever you want to go. If you don't like Xiang Mansion, I will go with you. If you die, I will avenge you!"
Xiang Yunzheng finally noticed something strange.
What sticks out from the cliff are not branches, but strange sharp rocks.
Nan Xian was anxious and angry, but if she used her inner strength to swing out a palm at this moment, Xiang Yunzheng, who had exhausted all his inner strength, would definitely die instantly.
Nan Xian frowned: "I don't want to die, A Zheng."
On such a high cliff, Xiang Yunzheng was entangled so tightly that maybe the bones and flesh of the host would be stuck with Xiang Yunzheng's, making it impossible to tell who was whose.
The clothes on the woman's chest were bright red, and her face was paler than snowflakes.
Nan Xian's heart skipped a beat and she had no choice but to hesitate and said directly: "Quick! Send me back!"
[Host...Host, Lord, why don't you fake the corpse now? I see that if you don't fake the corpse, you will become a real corpse...]
I'm sorry, I'm sorry...I'm sorry...Axian must be in pain...but...but after we die, we won't feel the pain anymore. Axian, please bear with it, bear with it-"
Soft, cold, but fierce, the kiss got deeper and deeper.
The woman no longer resisted, and after grinding against Yun Zheng for a while, her movements slowly stopped. It seemed that the altar had regained its clarity, and the young man raised his eyes timidly.
Nan Xian was startled. At that time...
I will make sure that no one can find us! It’s just the two of us, quietly, no one will disturb us, and no one can find us!”
Xiang Yunzheng was stunned and didn't speak. He stared straight at the woman's lively eyebrows. After a moment, he actually smiled shyly and sickly.
Nan Xian looked at Xiang Yunzheng's starry eyes, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have seen another side of the young man.
The woman's voice was not clear in the wind, and Xiang Yunzheng did not hear it. He closed his eyes, calm and comfortable, as if he was not going to die, but to a peach land full of flowers.
The young man's smile was warm, and the sternness between his brows also faded a lot because of this smile: "Axian, have you forgotten? It was you who cut off the shackles on the edge of the window with your own hands, tore off the black cloth, and let the sunlight in."
But she missed the opportunity and her body fell sharply. The corners of her mouth twitched: "Fuck!"
Nan Xian didn't know what he was laughing at, she just felt that he was probably really crazy that he could still laugh at such a time.
He was like a beached whale returning to the sea, greedily and painfully demanding.
She grabbed it all the way, her hands were full of scars, and the stab wound on her chest was still there. She made violent movements, and the blood that had been solidified started to flow again, and half of her clothes were dyed red in an instant.
Xiang Yunzheng was indeed not a kind person, but he had not actually harmed her. Nan Xian's heart was restless, but her eyes were cold.
Just as he was thinking about it, Nanxian suddenly heard Qixi’s tragic exclamation: [Host!]
Qixi shuddered.
She did a lot of mental construction in her mind before calling out the word "A Zheng".
If we fall from here, both of us will be dead!"
Xiang Yunzheng seemed to have been hit by an arrow suddenly, his expression froze, and he stared blankly at the wound on the woman's chest. After a moment, he carefully looked into Nan Xian's eyes: "Axian, I'm sorry, I didn't protect you!
If that old guy dares to hurt you, he deserves to die!
Nan Xian's eyes were flowing, and she could see the seriousness and madness in Xiang Yunzheng's eyes. She pursed her lips that were bitten with blood, and her voice was a little bitter: "Xiang Yunzheng, when did it start?"
The voice trembled and changed its tone.
"Axian, you are as warm as the sun, but why do you only see that old vehicle in your eyes?"
Would you be afraid of that young man who is cruel and cruel in his methods and violent and murderous?
After staring for a long time, Xiang Yunzheng's eyes calmed down, and the corners of his thin lips curled up slightly: "Axian, look, you live, I live, you die, I will accompany you, we will never be separated in life after life.
Xiang Yunzheng's house was dark and cold, and there was always a faint smell of blood and rust in the air. She went to check for his pulse, but she couldn't stand the uncomfortable and dizzy smell.
Like a child who has tasted candy, he knows the taste after eating the marrow, timidly and eagerly, wanting to take another bite.
"A Zheng——"
"Okay! We won't die, we will live, live!"
The corner of Xiang Yunzheng's mouth was flying, and he wanted to reach out and wrap Nan Xian tightly, but thinking of her injury, his movements froze in mid-air, so he gently put his arm around her waist.