There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 1747 420: Revenge on the Southern Emperor

In the dark prison, a slender figure came out of the darkness slowly and lightly, and the most seductive smile appeared on that beautiful face, touching people's hearts.

Nanhuang never thought that the person who came to see him would be him...

Xuanyuan Jinhong...

"It's you." Nanhuang opened his eyes wide with almost all his strength, and looked at the person in front of him with a bit of disbelief.

When facing himself, he had never been so calm and sarcastic.

Nanhuang sat up with difficulty, feeling the severe pain in his chest, but there was a hateful smile on his face.

That's right, where is there any master who comes to play? It's just Xuanyuan Jinhong's play alone.

The scene before Nan Moli's death came to mind unexpectedly.

The heir he mentioned turned out to be him...

It's a pity that I was so engrossed in Jiang Limo at that time that I never thought of Xuanyuan Jinhong who had been tortured so much.

A little bit of curiosity arose in his heart in vain, if he had such a powerful ability, why he never showed it at all, no matter how intimidating and tortured he was, he was so submissive.

It seems that this person's scheming is far beyond his imagination!

The rotten breath in the prison rushed into his chest with the rapid breathing caused by the severe pain, but Nanhuang's smile became a bit stronger. Since he has such ability, he must not be willing to be a prince of subjugation. ?

Heh, Yue Xiangxi, do you think that if you kill me, everything will be over?

Perhaps, none of you know that Xuanyuan Jinhong is the most terrifying person...

The moonlight reflected from the prison window and was shining on his face, making the smile on his lips look a bit hideous.

Seeing it, Xuanyuan Jinhong couldn't help secretly feeling admiration.

He didn't beg for mercy, didn't show weakness, knowing that he would definitely take his life.

Xuanyuan Jinhong's eyes suddenly turned cold, since this is the case, he will not let him go.

The torment and pain of the past all surfaced in his heart, and he wanted to repay them all.

He knew that the way of death was extremely painful, from that bearded man, from the five men who were ordered to torture him, from Wu Pengjing...

He wants to let him taste such pain, he wants to force him to show weakness, and only his showing weakness can calm the anger in his heart.

Xuanyuan Jinhong's eyes were full of blood red, as if a flame was burning in his eyes, trying to burn everything.He slowly stretched out his hand, and the prison's fence, which was thick enough to the mouth of a bowl, was lightly broken under his hands like rotten wood.

Xuanyuan Jinhong said indifferently: "It's me, but it's a pity that today's me is different from the past. In the past, you were the hunter and I was the prey, but today you are in a different place. Your Majesty, do you think this makes people happier?"

Xuanyuan Jinhong fixed his eyes on Nanhuang, watching the smile on his face fade gradually.

This is Nan Moli's internal strength. They have been rulers and ministers for many years, so he can recognize it naturally. If he can't recognize it, he doesn't need to spend so much effort to show it in front of his eyes.

As if about to deal the final fatal blow to the Southern Emperor, Xuanyuan Jinhong also had a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

The cold words under the moonlight made people feel the chills penetrate into the heart, as if a stream of snow suddenly hit the atrium.He unhurriedly and slowly broke the wooden fence between the two of them one by one, with a casual move and a chic demeanor, he was just doing it for him to see.

With such repeated movements, Nan Moli's pure and pure inner strength was displayed in front of him.

Nanhuang couldn't laugh anymore, he knew what he saw, and finally knew who killed Nan Moli.

What Xuanyuan Jinhong showed is not difficult to do, and he could easily do it before he was injured, but such a long internal breath, such an internal force like a torrential river, is so familiar, so familiar that he would almost misunderstand it. He thought the person in front of him was Nan Moli.

His smile froze on his face and gradually disappeared, leaving only a sad memory...

Xuanyuan Jinhong looked at the change of Nanhuang's expression, and there were layers of ripples in his heart, wave after wave, all so cheerful, so cheerful that people couldn't help but smile.

He didn't step slowly into the cell where Nanhuang was imprisoned until there was no obstacle in front of him.

Facing his face, while looking at it, he kindly explained to him: "Nan Moli's internal breath is soft and long, and it tastes refreshing when eaten. It is really a rare top grade..."

There was finally a hint of pain in Nanhuang's eyes. He had a chance to avenge Nan Moli before he fully absorbed and fused and was able to fully use that internal force.Now, maybe it's too late...

But it doesn't matter, after all, he is just a prisoner who has been imprisoned by himself for many years.Living in pain and fear, in constant fear, he knew it would have a huge impression on his mind.No one can transform so quickly...

Nanhuang tried his best to control himself, diverting his mind from Nan Moli's matter, "Even if you kill me, it won't change that you used to be my child molester."

Nanhuang sat up straight, but relaxed his expression, as if he was still the one sitting on the high throne.

Just one sentence is enough to make Xuanyuan Jinhong angry.

What he hates the most is being called a child molestor.The face of Nanhuang in front of him seemed to be wearing a mask, the mask he had seen thousands of times, which he deeply hated and also deeply feared.

But soon, that hatred overwhelmed his fear, and the fear reached the extreme, which naturally turned into anger.

His steps became more and more steady, each step seemed to be fighting with himself.

However, in just a few steps, he walked with a weight as heavy as a thousand weights, and fine beads of sweat even appeared on his head.

He knew that the Southern Emperor was his inner demon, and if the inner demon was not eliminated, there would never be a day of freedom.

The most important thing for a person is not the freedom of the body, but the freedom of the soul deep inside.

He is his demon, his imprisonment, if he wants to be free, he must defeat him, he must kill him...

That's why he came here late at night, avoiding everyone's eyes, and killed him alone.

Seeing him approaching him step by step, Nanhuang felt panic in his heart for the first time.On the contrary, I underestimated the person in front of me. There are wronged souls crawling out of purgatory, but there are also evil spirits.

He was not afraid that Xuanyuan Jinhong would kill him, but he was afraid that he would torture him to death like Yang Churuo, so it would be better to kill him directly.

He had tortured Xuanyuan Jinhong for so many years before, and he knew that Xuanyuan Jinhong would not kill him easily.

Nanhuang could only hide his panic, and said in a deep voice: "Xuanyuan Jinhong, do you know that I still have power in this world? If you dare to disrespect me, from now on, even if you travel thousands of miles away, you will not be able to escape Unending pursuit."

It's not a lie, but it's not the truth either.What those forces respect is not him, but the inheritance of his peerless martial arts, and a bigger part is his loyalty to the Moon God Order. If Xuanyuan Jinhong just kills him, he will naturally be punished by them for the rest of his life. Chasing and killing, but if he took away the internal force on his body...

Even he didn't know how these people would react.

Xuanyuan Jinhong stopped in front of Nanhuang, as if he was judging the truth of these words.

The emperor of the first dynasty, after a while, he sighed and understood that what the Southern Emperor said was true.

Even if the cunning rabbit has three caves, how can it be possible that there is no hidden power in a dynasty.

He hesitated for a moment, to kill or not to kill?

Nanhuang saw his hesitation, and said quickly: "I have already left a secret mark, they will find me soon. If you are against me now, I am afraid that you will not be able to get out of this prison today!" If you can live , that is naturally the best life.

Xuanyuan Jinhong's gaze turned cold suddenly, a decision had already been formed in his mind.

He wants to kill him, whether it's for what he has experienced, or for his future...

He absolutely will not allow anyone who is still alive in this world to threaten him.

Xuanyuan Jinhong made a decision in his heart, and stepped in front of Nanhuang with one step.The miraculous thing is that just this one step made all the fear in his heart disappear in an instant.

Looking down at Nanhuang's face, he has always looked up at him, rolling and crying at his feet, weeping in pain, begging for his mercy, begging for a little bit of mercy.

He used to not understand why the Southern Emperor inevitably liked to see him suffer and see him scream.

But at this moment, he understood.It turns out that manipulating the life and death of others can bring such pleasure.

The smile on the corner of the mouth rose again, and the moonlight shining into the prison became colder and colder, as if it was the light projected from hell, which made people feel chills in the bottom of their hearts.

Is it today?

It was the first time Nanhuang thought that today would really be his death day?He couldn't lift a bit of strength, and the chest injured by Feng Qingyang was still in severe pain, but it was nothing.

What really frightened him was the expression on Xuanyuan Jinhong's face.

For the first time, he discovered that Xuanyuan Jinhong actually resembled him so much. When he was about to kill someone, his expression was exactly the same as his.

He should die at his hands!

I knew so...

But who in the world would have known earlier?

Nanhuang closed his eyes, and suddenly felt a trace of peace in his heart.

He saw Chen Lin's smiling face, he smiled at him like that, under a tree of laurel flowers in full bloom, the bright and open smile took away all his mind.

Well, maybe this is the best home, he is going to find him.

It's like a long time ago, no, although there is an interval of 15 years, in his heart, his smile is as clear as yesterday.

Soon, it must not be too long, he must still be waiting for him, waiting for him to fulfill his promise, and live and fly with him for life and life.

Xuanyuan Jinhong's cold fingers clasped his wrist, he felt it, and he knew it was his way of killing people.

Nanhuang didn't bother to open his eyes, and all he could see was a rotten prison, but in his closed eyes, there was Chen Lin's smile.

I felt my internal energy rushing out along the two acupoints of Neiguan and Waiguan.

It was as if his own life was being exhausted bit by bit with the passing of internal force.

Nanhuang didn't want to open his eyes, he didn't resist, and he didn't speed up.So be it, just let things go like this.He was going to find him, and he was going to return to his arms.

The past of his life is like a scroll of pictures, slowly unfolding in front of his eyes, so vivid and lively, but it seems to disappear in a blink of an eye.

It's okay, that's all there is to it.

He dominated his life and made people fear him all his life.

However, who would know that what he really wanted from the bottom of his heart was not Wang Tubaye.

A couple for life is the real wish in his heart.

It's true that he has Sangong and Six Courtyards, and thousands of pets, but only he knows that he is just looking for his shadow in these people, looking for the little feelings he once gave him.

He was finally about to see him, and the powerful inner energy surged and rolled from his body, as if it was leaving him impatiently.

But he didn't even feel the slightest nostalgia.

These are not important, what is really important is waiting for him in another world.

Nanhuang's breathing stopped slowly, but he saw him smiling, and he went to hold his hand, full of apology in his heart, as if he was blaming himself for being so late?
A sincere smile appeared on Nanhuang's face, but in Xuanyuan Jinhong's eyes, he was surprised.

He felt his inner breath rushing into his body.

It's different from everyone else's, it's domineering, strong, with the power to obliterate everything and devour everything.He guided carefully, trying to fuse this inner breath with Nan Moli's inner breath.

But he found that everything was in vain, Nanhuang's inner breath turned into an expulsion force, driving Nan Moli's inner breath out of his meridians one by one.

I am the only one in heaven and earth!

This aura can't contain the aura of other people in his body, what kind of indescribable domineering is this!

As this inner breath filled his body, Xuanyuan Jinhong felt a desire that he had never had before rising in his heart. If what he originally thought was just revenge, but at this moment, he really felt what he wanted. To dominate the world!

He wants to ascend to the high throne, he wants to occupy the resplendent and luxurious palace, and he wants all the people in the world to prostrate at his feet!
Xuanyuan Jinhong felt like a huge wave rolling in his chest, and this thought came to him one after another, and he was immersed in the illusion.

When he forcibly suppressed his mind, he found the smile on Nan Huang's face.His smile was so serene and peaceful, as if all desires had gone away from him.

At this moment, he is the real one, the person under the dragon robe.

Xuanyuan Jinhong could clearly feel that his heartbeat was slowing down, and his breathing was gradually becoming faster, as if every breath exhausted all the strength in his whole body.

But his smile was widening, without sarcasm or coldness.So calm and peaceful, as if his body was still in this prison, but his heart had drifted to another place.

There the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, there is true love in his arms, and there is the place his heart has always yearned for.

Nanhuang's body was gradually getting colder, and all his internal energy had already been absorbed into his body, but he still had that smile on his face until he died, and even the fear and pain brought about by death didn't seem to hurt him at all.

Although the last breath was sucked into the body, it was as if a heavy hammer hit the chest.

Xuanyuan Jinhong was shaken all over, and hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground, restraining his mind, not daring to let the slightest foreign object disturb him.

Layers of sweat seeped out from his forehead, cheeks, neck, back...all places, and even made him feel that he was a snowman who was placed under the strong sunlight.

But the sweat didn't have time to flow to the ground, and it didn't even have time to wet his clothes.As soon as it gushed out, it was burned by the hot body, turning into layers of white mist and rising into the air.

Xuanyuan Jinhong is like a steaming steamed bun just out of the pan, even the temperature in the prison seems to have been raised.

He himself was completely unaware of all this, and he was concentrating all his energy to let his inner breath be guided by his dantian.

But that inner breath refused to listen to his command, as if it had its own will and thoughts, they wandered in his body, and ruthlessly drove out the remaining inner breath of others in his body.

Xuanyuan Jinhong frowned, he was running out of time.

The dark forces mentioned by Nanhuang may be coming soon, but at such a critical moment, he never moved...

At this time Xuanyuan Jinhong was like a five-year-old child, without any resistance, even a stronger farmer could easily kill him with a single blow.

Just when he closed his eyes tightly, he heard footsteps in his ears...

one, two, three...

Xuanyuan Jinhong counted silently, only to realize that there were as many as fourteen, he had to speed up, the footsteps were getting closer and closer, only a foot away from the prison.

Fourteen masters, this is supposed to be the secret force of the Southern Emperor, right?He became anxious, but the inner breath became more and more domineering...

The footsteps got closer, and he had already entered the gate of the prison, and he heard a scream that was pressed into his throat.Surprised in my heart, it's over, they killed the jailer who fell asleep after he tapped his acupuncture points...

It's time to come here soon... Xuanyuan Jinhong opened his eyes with difficulty, but his internal energy was still surging and rolling in his body, making him unable to control his body well, and he couldn't even sit up.

He saw more than a dozen tall and strong men in night clothes coming out of the gap in the cell door that he had broken, and slowly walking in front of him.

Xuanyuan Jinhong smiled miserably, he never thought that he would be buried with the Southern Emperor.

He is not reconciled, how could he be reconciled?After so many years of pain, so many years of torment, he died laughing, laughing like that made him feel...a little bit of envy.

How long has it been since that smile appeared on his face?But he got it!Why should he!
Xuanyuan Jinhong gritted his teeth, waiting for the steel knife in their hands to cut his neck.

Farewell, this world...

He closed his eyes tightly and waited for a long time, but he didn't hear the slightest movement from those people. A strange feeling emerged in his heart, and he opened his eyes...

But he found that those people surrounded him, and it seemed that everyone was looking at him intently.

They're not going to kill him?Killing him to avenge the Southern Emperor seems to be a matter of course...

Amidst Xuanyuan Jinhong's doubts, the leader finally spoke, and he asked, "Did you absorb His Majesty's internal energy?"

Under the hazy moonlight, Xuanyuan Jinhong saw him take off the mask on his face.

It was an unfamiliar face, with deep features and a very tough look.But these words are said with a bit of disbelief, even with a bit of flattery...

Xuanyuan Jinhong nodded vigorously.He was still speechless, Nanhuang's internal energy was too strong, it took all his strength to keep from fainting.

The man seemed to have some disbelief, and nodded to the other man in black next to him.The man immediately understood what he meant, walked to Nanhuang's body, and began to examine it carefully.

After a long while, he stood up, with joy in his tone, and said: "Chief, all of Your Majesty's internal energy has disappeared, not even a single bit of remnant. It seems that he is indeed the heir of the magic power. Chief, we I have found a more powerful master."

What is he saying?A more powerful master?

Xuanyuan Jinhong's heart was shocked. Could it be that what these people are loyal to is not a certain person, but power. They are simply loyal to power?

As if to confirm the conjecture in Xuanyuan Jinhong's heart, the leader walked slowly to Nanhuang's side and reached out to put his hand on Nanhuang's chest.

After a while, he said in a deep voice: "What Jun Lekang said is true, all your majesty's internal energy has disappeared."

Everyone let out a sigh like a whisper, and looked at Xuanyuan Jinhong with a trace of awe and eagerness.

The leader walked back in front of Xuanyuan Jinhong again. He clasped his fists and asked, "My lord, are you the successor of the magic art? With the long-lost cosmic prehistoric law, you have transferred all your majesty's internal energy to the on you?"

His tone was solemn, as if this was a grand event that couldn't be more grand.

Confirmation over and over again...

A glimmer of hope rose in Xuanyuan Jinhong's heart in vain, maybe, he can not only survive, but also live better!
No wonder Nanhuang didn't try his best to delay the time before he died, and he didn't even make any resistance.Probably he is more aware of this hidden power than anyone else...

(End of this chapter)