Chapter Three Hundred and Ten Big Hands Holding Small Hands
Sikong Qiang is here!
I broke through the thick mist in the mountain streams and valleys at night, walked through the corridors, and finally stood in this courtyard.
Beside him, Guo'er stood tremblingly, covering her mouth with both hands. The fear in her eyes and the strangeness towards someone really couldn't be concealed!
Shouldn't she be trapped in that room by her mother?
Who is Guo'er who appears next to Sikong Qiang now?
In addition to them, Brother Sikong is here, Brother Sikong is here, and all of Brother Sikong’s brothers are here!
When I heard Sikong Qiang's voice, the woman named Rou'er lost almost two of her three souls and almost six of her seven souls.
Her wide eyes trembled violently. She turned around slowly and saw a group of people she was familiar with. Then she turned around suddenly and looked at the barrier she had arranged.
At this glance, she saw a young man in a white shirt...
…
Nie Heng was smiling, looking at Sikong Rou with a smile that was cold and full of evil!
"That 'Thunderstorm Isolation' is just a cover. While it blocks your sight and consciousness, Guo'er and I swapped places! At the same time, my disguise technique is unrivaled in the world!"
"Then Guo'er escaped, and I was invited in by you! Of course, this is what I want."
He smiled and looked around: "Actually, it's not bad, but there is no tea. Your hospitality is very bad!"
It turns out that all this was Nie Heng's plan.
No wonder he didn't choose to resist, resist or use other means at that time, but took Guo'er and fled backwards.
Also, if Nie Heng really wants to leave here with Guo'er, I believe that even ten Sikong Rou will not be able to catch up with them!
"This...how is this possible?"
Sikong Rou's soul trembled: "Even if you did something, this is my portable magic circle after all. How could they get in?"
Hearing this, Nie Heng sighed: "Do you think your portable magic circle is very powerful? That's because everyone respects you and knows that you like to be alone because of your sadness, so they don't want to disturb you! Otherwise, don't say it's me, trust the people here
Except for Guoer, anyone else can break this thing like yours at will!"
At this point, Nie Heng added: "Of course, I was afraid that they wouldn't follow, so this time I broke your portable magic circle, so that they would feel that they would not be sorry for you, so they came in to watch you
performance!”
everything……
It’s actually like this!
Thousands of thoughts in Sikong Rou's heart were like lightning in an instant, bombarding and twisting each other, making her almost unsteady and almost dizzy and falling.
But she didn't fall down after all, she just needed to hold on to the pole of a tree.
Nie Heng's figure flashed and broke the barrier at the door again, appearing directly in front of Sikong Qiang.
Holding his fists slightly, Nie Heng said: "Prince, she still has a lot of the poison that you have been exposed to, and she still has a lot of it that cannot be used up, and this kind of poison..."
Nie Heng said a lot!
…
The truth is out, all of it!
Nie Heng told everyone what he knew and what he guessed, and then everyone knew one thing: Nie Heng was right!
Sikong Qiang's poisoning and assassination were actually arranged by his wife Sikong Rou, and she also colluded with the fairy concubine to obtain the elixir that concealed the poison.
If Nie Heng hadn't come, Sikong Qiang would have died soon!
Once he dies, Xishou Palace will definitely break away from the Dragon Clan, and an endless war between the two sides will immediately break out!
call……
Nie Heng breathed a long sigh of relief and looked at Guo'er with a smile: "Your mother just has a demon in her heart. The real her still loves you! So... some things shouldn't be borne by you, and they shouldn't cause you more pain!
"
After finishing his words, Nie Heng tapped lightly, and a soft spiritual power instantly disappeared between Guoer's eyebrows.
As soon as Guoer's eyes closed, her delicate body immediately softened.
Nie Heng immediately supported her, looked at a bunch of worried uncles and said: "Don't worry about her, I have helped her erase her memory of tonight, and she will still be the same person who laughed with me when she wakes up.
Fruit! As for..."
He looked back coldly at Sikong Rou, who seemed to have lost everything, sighed, and chose to leave: "Your Majesty, what I can do is to let the truth come to light, that's all!"
…
A few hours later, at dawn, Guo'er ran out of her room. The first thing she did was to tell Sikong Hong: "Eighth uncle, I want to go find Nie Heng!"
She smiled, a sweet smile that Sikong Hong had almost forgotten.
…
One day later, the sound of waves in the entire West Guard Hall was still there, and it seemed as if nothing had happened.
Zuo Hongbin was still having fun, and continued to compete with his uncles who had piled fruit.
He still won more than he lost, and in a series of sparring sessions, he actually wore a heavy domain magic weapon.
It is precisely because of the heavy-domain magic weapon that he gasps for air after every sparring session, looks extremely tired, and needs a long period of rest and recovery pills.
Seeing that he could take so many Restoring Pills, all the uncles were stunned.
They know what kind of pill the Restoration Pill is, and they know that it is very expensive!
Moreover, what Zuo Hongbin is taking now is Xuanjian Sect's Restoration Pill. They believe that this Restoration Pill is better and more expensive than the one produced by Hengtang himself.
Of course, in fact, Hengtang did not imitate the Xuanjian Sect's elixirs at all. The elixirs they sold were secretly arranged and distributed to them by Li Shanshan based on market conditions!
But no matter what, they think that is a good thing!
After several hesitations, Sikong Hong tried to speak: "Can I have a taste of your elixir?"
Zuo Hongbin, who was about to take back the medicine bottle, didn't think twice and directly handed one over: "Here..."
Taking the elixir in disbelief, Sikong Hong swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, and then carefully put the elixir into his mouth: "Mom...it's such a good elixir...Mom...I'll eat it in one bite."
I have been serving you for ten years!"
Ten years of offering silver coins, the price of one Recovery Pill, is actually Sikong Hong's total income in ten years?
Zuo Hongbin took a breath of air: Damn it, you are so poor, no wonder you didn't seem to plan to participate in the auction according to the rules after arriving at Hengtang, and all you wanted to do was grab the medicine directly!
"I want to..."
"I also want..."
"There's still me, there's still me, brother, don't crowd me!"
Immediately afterwards, Zuo Hongbin laughed: A bunch of poor people!
But it was also the scene in front of him that made Zuo Hongbin admire these powerful men in the West Guard Hall even more: with their strength and status, they could have obtained massive wealth, but they did not do so!
So these people are worthy of admiration!
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When night fell the next day, a guest came to the courtyard where Nie Heng was temporarily staying.
Sikong Qiang came, his face was haggard, and there were obvious blood stains in areas that could not be covered by his clothes.
"She's still alive, but her heart is dead!"
Sitting opposite Nie Heng, Sikong Qiang was extremely sad: "I have no way to persuade her, I can only imprison her there!"
Hearing this, Nie Heng took a long breath and shook his head: "Once a woman's heart dies, even if you use the hottest flames in the world, you can't make her heart feel warm again!"
Then he thought of something, and Nie Heng asked: "Your Majesty, you already know the truth! The Immortal Emperor and the Immortal Concubine are starting to leave themselves a path of retreat paved with the lives of hundreds of millions of creatures. What about you?"
"This matter..." Sikong Qiang looked extremely haggard, but his eyes were still as firm as a sword: "Even if the world guard no longer guards the world! I, Sikong Qiang, and I, the west guard hall, will still defend to the death!"
good!
Good, good!
Nie Heng's face still seemed calm, but his heart was already overjoyed.
He looked at Sikong Qiang and stretched out a hand: "And I, the Xuanjian Sect, will protect this world to the death!"
After looking into Nie Heng's eyes, Sikong Qiang finally smiled. He stretched out his hand to shake hands with a young man and said in a deep voice: "Thank you!"
Looking at Sikong Qiang's clear eyes, Nie Heng said: "It should be our Xuanjian Sect that thanks the West Guard Hall! Only with you here, we can be more confident in protecting this world!"
"Hahaha……"
"Hahaha……"
But at this moment, Zhang Hong suddenly came through the air, landed in the courtyard and immediately clasped his fists and said: "Congratulations to the king, the assassin who stabbed you has been caught by us!"
What?
Nie Heng's expression suddenly changed: Could it be Zi Wei!
He quickly asked: "Is he still alive?"
Zhang Hong frowned slightly and quickly replied: "He should be dying soon!"