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Chapter 674

What does it mean to fight one against a hundred? This is it!

"Ahem!"

The King of Southern Xinjiang was still out of breath from coughing. He completely lost his usual dignity and looked miserable.

Jun Yan'an walked forward, took out the antidote, and apologized: "The matter was urgent, and I, the king - I had no choice but to cause harm to the king. I hope you will forgive me!"

The King of Southern Xinjiang took the antidote and saw immediate results and stopped coughing immediately.

"You're welcome, Prince An. If you hadn't been quick to act wisely and come to the rescue, I'm afraid we would have been completely wiped out!"

How could the King of Southern Xinjiang really blame Jun Yan'an? If he hadn't outsmarted him, they would have suffered heavy casualties and would not have been a match for their powerful enemy.

The enemy was extremely cruel and ruthless, just to take their lives.

The King of Southern Xinjiang did not dare to think about it carefully. He was almost buried in this canyon.

"Who are you? Who ordered you to come?"

Jun Yanan was spared alive, but when the King of Southern Xinjiang came to question him with his sword, all the men in black bit their tongues and committed suicide as if they had made an agreement.

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The King of Southern Xinjiang looked at Jun Yanan in surprise, what kind of operation is this?

Do the people in Daliang not cherish their own lives so much?

"I should know who they are!"

Jun Yanan knelt down and opened the shoulder of a man in black. Sure enough, he saw a black tattoo on his shoulder, which was a lifelike flying eagle.

"These are the dead soldiers who are loyal to Emperor Liang, Fei Ying! They are here for me, and they have brought trouble to the king!"

At this time, Jun Yanan finally fully understood what Princess Changying said. At this moment, he was really like a plague. No matter who came close to him, he would suffer!

Be it White Tiger, Qing Yao, or the current Princess Chang Ying and King Nan Xin!

Jun Yanan apologized apologetically to the King of Southern Xinjiang.

Especially when I saw the corpses all over the ground, I felt even more painful.

If it weren't for him, these soldiers would not have died!

Even if they are sacrificed, they should be sacrificed on the battlefield.

The South Xinjiang King saw the guilt in Jun Yanan's eyes.

If it was said that he was not concerned about supporting Jun Yanan before, at this moment, the King of Southern Xinjiang had made a decision in his heart.

Jun Yanxi wants to be the emperor of Daliang, but he is not worthy!

They, the gentlemen of Southern Xinjiang, always repay kindness and revenge.

Since Jun Yanxi was so cruel and ruthless and killed them, how could he continue to support Jun Yanxi as emperor?

"If you feel ashamed of these soldiers, then gather your strength and seize the opportunity to avenge them with your own hands!"

Jun Yanan saw recognition and encouragement in the eyes of the King of Southern Xinjiang.

revenge!

These two words were deeply engraved in Jun Yan'an's heart, becoming more and more profound.

"Dad, are you injured? Is it serious?"

As soon as Princess Changying walked in, she saw blood dripping from the back of King Nanjiang's hand.

"Small injury, it's okay!"

In order not to let Changying worry about him, King Nanjiang smiled and quietly put his arms behind his back.

The more he acted like this, the more untrustworthy Princess Changying felt.

If it's really okay, can we still be afraid that she will see it?

The King of Southern Xinjiang is such a person, always macho and always trying to be a hero.

"Give your father this medicine to apply to stop the bleeding!"

Jun Yanan's body is like a treasure chest, and every time he takes it out, there are life-saving things.

Princess Changying took it over unceremoniously and ordered the King of Southern Xinjiang deliberately and fiercely: "Take off your clothes!"

"Give me the medicine and I'll do it myself!"

In front of the soldiers, he was actually beaten by a little girl, which made the King of Southern Xinjiang feel a bit uncomfortable.

Didn't he and Changying have a private discussion? In front of outsiders, as a daughter, she must give her father enough face.

After all, he is the king of southern Xinjiang! He must be dignified!

Princess Changying was so anxious that she only cared about her father's injury, and she didn't care about any promises or not.

"I'll give you two choices. One, you can take it off yourself, or two, I can take it off for you!"

Seeing that the King of Southern Xinjiang was still hesitant and unwilling to take action, Princess Changying acquiesced that he chose the second option.

So, he strode forward to unbutton the King of Southern Xinjiang.

"What are you going to do? You are a girl who is already married. Please pay attention to the impact. Your husband is still standing by!"

Doesn’t Princess Changying care about Jun Yanan?

The King of Nanjiang could not suppress Chang Ying with his own majesty, so he had to use Jun Yan'an as a cover.

However, to his surprise, Jun Yanan said uncooperatively: "I don't mind! At any time, the king is Chang Ying's biological father. Chang Ying should fulfill her filial piety, that's what she should do! I'm proud of her!"

Changying raised her chin proudly, what does it mean to be trained well, this is it!

The King of Southern Xinjiang actually wanted to play a dirty trick and use Jun Yan'an to suppress her. It was a bad idea!

"Okay, okay, okay, don't move, I'll do it myself!"

Husband and wife are of the same mind, and their strength is as strong as metal!

Even the stubborn King of Southern Xinjiang had to be defeated.

The clothes were untied one by one, and half of his arm was finally exposed. The bloody wounds were exposed, which looked shocking.

This is not a minor injury as mentioned by the King of Southern Xinjiang, the bones have clearly been exposed!

Princess Changying couldn't bear to look directly, but at the moment, she was desperately opening her big tearful eyes, looking at the wounds of the King of Southern Xinjiang without blinking, not daring to shed tears easily!

The tears were too hot, the tears were too salty, and falling on her father's wound would only make him more painful. She couldn't cry!

But seeing his daughter desperately holding back tears, the King of Southern Xinjiang still felt heartbroken.

"It looks scary, but in fact it doesn't hurt at all. Men, there is no one who is not injured! It will be fine in two days! When you go back, your mother-in-law will see me like this, maybe she will be gentle to me."

day!"

If the men of Southern Xinjiang are as strong and firm as mountains, then the women of Southern Xinjiang are as passionate as fire.

Changying's biological mother, the princess of Southern Xinjiang, was such a fierce and fierce woman.

It seems that the rumored king of Southern Xinjiang is not afraid of the sky or the earth, but is afraid of his own wife. That is true!

While Jun Yanan was moved by my family in southern Xinjiang, he clenched his fists and swore silently in his heart.

One day, he will add the new debt to the old debt and ask Jun Yanxi for his capital back with interest.

Jun Yanxi will not miss a drop of the blood that the King of Southern Xinjiang shed today!

Princess Changying sniffed and finally applied the medicine carefully.

Strangely enough, as soon as the elixir was sprinkled on the wound, the bleeding of the King of Southern Xinjiang stopped, and his expression became much more relaxed.

"Wang An, what kind of panacea is this? Why is it so magical? How many more do you have?"

The King of Southern Xinjiang's mind started to become active. If he could get the secret recipe of this medicine, how many soldiers would benefit from it!

"This is a hemostat, and I only have two bottles!"

Jun Yanan's eyes were covered with a layer of dust. This was what Duan Qingyao had given to him before leaving!

Even though he had brought her so many ups and downs, even though he had hurt her so deeply, she still thought of him carefully.

How should he, Jun Yanan, repay her affection in this life?


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