Haiyang walked up to Nangong Banqi and slapped Nangong Banqi on the chest. However, Nangong Banqi had been prepared for it. When Haiyang's palm struck, he also raised his palm and forcefully received the blow.
Palm
Although he received this fatal palm, after all, his skill was only 20%, and there was Haiyang's opponent who used all his strength. Therefore, he was still hit by Haiyang's palm wind, and his body flew out of the meter.
He was thrown hard against a big tree, bounced back and fell to the ground.
Nangong Brownqi could still hold on, but a large piece of white clothes on his chest had been stained red with blood. He barely tried to support his body, but he couldn't bear the strength and vomited a large mouthful of blood.
He began to feel a little dazed, as if he would die in the next moment, but the strong will in his heart told him that he must live.
In order to let the people of Li live a peaceful life, to prevent the people from living in dire straits, to prevent our compatriots from killing each other, and for the prosperity of Nangong Kingdom...
And to save his beloved...
Haiyang looked at Nangong Brownqi who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up. The expression on his face was indifferent. The life and death of Nangong Brownqi was just his next move.
As a killer, as long as the person he wants to kill, whether he is an ordinary citizen or a high-ranking prince, to him, they are just souls killed by the sword, and there is no big difference.
After all, everyone has only one life. In this regard, God is still fair.
Haiyang decided not to confront Nangong Brownqi any longer, and was preparing to make Nangong Brownqi fatal with his next move. He used all his strength and gave Nangong Brownqi a quick and accurate slap on the chest.
Nangong Brownqi looked at Haiyang's palm wind approaching him. He wanted to raise his hand to receive Haiyang's second palm, but he couldn't even raise his hand.
Seeing that the wind from the ocean's palm was about to hit his chest, he knew that this time, he would definitely die.
He closed his eyes slightly, and thought of Shen Yanshu's beautiful and playful smile in his mind. He thought of her shy and pretended arrogance after pecking his face; he thought of the awkward and shy look on her face when she was naked with him in the bathroom.
Blushing; thinking of the way she laughed heartily when he was teased by her; thinking of the angry and unwilling look on her face when they met for the first time and he recognized that he was a daughter...
What he missed the most was the way she was stunned when he said he wanted to marry her, her cheeks flushed and her whole body trembling.
Now, he understands her and knows that she must have thought that he treated her like a prostitute, which is why she was so angry.
Thinking about it now, he said so "unhesitatingly" that he wanted to marry her and give her everything she wanted. He was not angry or joking, but he was attracted by her when he saw her for the first time.
Only when she was deeply attracted did she willingly let her nose go, and was willing to be bullied by her, just like those 50,000 soldiers were also willing to be bullied by her.
She always has that charm, which makes people take it for granted when they suffer a loss. Instead, they will thank her in turn for fixing them.
He really misses his witch now, misses her smile, misses her pranks, misses her coquettish look in his arms, misses her dependence on him...