Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"爹爹!"

Ling Wen, who was controlled by Qilian City, said that it is impossible to fear that it is impossible. After all, it is only six years old. However, perhaps because Ling Jingxuan has already seen too many **** killings, the big round eyes are clear. In addition to the louder voice, there is no fear of trembling. Yan Ruirui knows that he is controlling himself as much as possible, not letting himself show fear, so as not to disturb their hearts.

Yes, just because they know, they are even more distressed!

"what do you want?"

Ling Jingxuan closed his eyes and opened his eyes. The murderousness in his eyes disappeared without a trace. He did not want to kill the city, but he must be calm. The child must not have any damage.

"you!"

Qilian City is not embarrassed, looking at him with his eyes straight: "As long as you are willing to exchange, **** the palace back to the East, the child will return it to you."

"You can't think about it!"

Wen Yan, Yan Ruirui was furious, the tiger cub was full of killing intentions, and the hand holding the sword was tight and tight. If he could, he had already flew to a sword and he was the result, but Qilian City did not kill him naked. Put it in the bottom of my eyes, after a glimpse of him, the line of sight is stubborn and staring at Ling Jingxuan. He is a smart person and should know how to choose.

"Jing Xuan, can't promise him!"

Seeing him for a long time, he didn’t talk. Sikong turned to his other side and pulled his arm. His face was filled with unconcealed worries. It’s good to exchange hostages, let Jingxuan send him out of the country, and it’s really changed. Cheng, he will definitely kill Jing Xuan, or directly take him to the East.

"Sikong, there is nothing wrong with you here, you are best to be shut up by this palace! Don't think that there is a great support for the West. If you don't have five years, the East China Iron Horse will break through your Western country."

It’s this squad, and Qilian City hates him with hate. Yesterday, if he was not good for him, Zeng Shaoqing could rely on marriage. Although, for him, marriage is no longer important, but it’s empty for this. He is remembering hate.

"Just by you? It’s not Ben’s despise you, no more than ten you are not my opponent in the West!”

Si Kong is also famous for his arrogance, and will he let him swear?

"Hey, you know it when you get there. Can you consider it clearly? You can have no patience in this palace."

The longer the time dragged on him, the more unfavorable he was. Qilian City was too lazy to talk to him. His eyes turned to Ling Jingxuan’s body. Ling Wen, who was held by him, even knew that he would not have any good after exchanging with him. As a result, biting his teeth, regardless of the sharp dagger on his neck, Ling Wen screamed and shouted: "Don't you promise him?? 唔??"

"Xiaowen!"

When the words were not finished, Qi Liancheng grabbed his hand and tried hard. The big steamed bun instantly wrinkled his eyebrows, but he resisted not letting himself call it out. Yan Ruirui and others were so distressed that Ling Jingxuan quietly reached out behind Yan Ruirui. Pat twice and walked out: "I promise you! Let me put my son first."

Want him? He wants to see if he wants to get it!

"You come over first!"

Put the child first? What if he regrets it? Qilian City is not stupid, it is impossible to do the kind of loss of business, but in order to show sincerity, the dagger placed on the child's neck is gently removed, and the child is placed on the ground.

"Xingxuan" Sikong screamed worriedly. Yan Xiaohua, who saw Ling Jingxuan's little action, quickly took him. Ling Jingxuan went out two more steps: "Let my son come over, of course, I am also in the past."

Since no one is willing to give in, it can only be carried out at the same time. After Qilian City stared at him for a long time, he slowly let go of the child’s hand. The gun in the hands of Qin Muyan and others immediately pointed him at him, but they temporarily Still dare not shoot, the martial arts of those people are very good, in case they let them escape the bullets, the little master is in danger.

"You took your child in the past, and when the two handed over, they took Wang Hao back."

Just in case, Qilian City made a look at the man with the bow next to him. Ling Jingxuan didn’t care to raise his eyebrows. He took a silent look at his son and threw him a encouragement. The father and son also took a step at the same time. Yan Ruirui hated it, but he had to order himself to calm down and force his sight to move from his wife to his son.

Both of them were holding their breath, and everyone's attention was focused on the father and son. As they approached step by step, most people held their breath unconsciously.

"Hey!"

Getting closer and closer, Ling Wen couldn't help but scream, Ling Jingxuan smirked and smiled: "Don't be afraid, you won't let you have something."

While talking, the narrow and long phoenix eyes swept the man next to him, hiding the vigilance in the depths of the bottom.

"Well," I know that I will not do things that I am not sure about. Ling Wen has temporarily calmed down and walked toward him step by step.

"It's now!"

Just when they were about to be wrong, the man who was with Ling Wen moved, but Ling Jingxuan’s speed was faster, flying and grabbing the bow that he had already pointed at Lingwen’s back. At the same time, Yan Ruirui flew. On the back, the man who had returned to God had to abandon the bow, and instead took Ling Hanxuan’s shoulder and took him back.

“爹爹??”

Ling Wen, who has been steadily held in his arms by Yan Ruirui, is screaming and screaming, and it’s hard to calm down the heart. Then he looks back at Ling Jingxuan who has been brought to the city of Qilian. Yan Yurui almost did not directly hold his son. Rushing back, the last sense of reason prevented him, and the speed of return could not help but speed up. He wanted to believe in the wife. The hint given to him before he left was not only to let him rescue the child, but also to let him believe him.

"Tied up!"

Under the command of Qilian City, the man with Ling Jingxuan’s back and forth tied Ling Jingxuan’s hands behind him, but Ling Jingxuan didn’t care, but smiled and looked at Qilian City: “Is the four emperors not too late? ?"

"What do you mean? When are you?"

"Bump?"

When Qiliancheng’s words were not finished, his face changed greatly. At the same time, the group of people fell to the ground, and Qilian City himself went down on one knee. Ling Jingxuan, who was tied to his hands, stood in front of him and looked down at him: "The four emperors are really courageous, knowing that I will use poison and dare to use me as a hostage."

His poison has always been colorless and tasteless. In the case of close range, even a blink of an eye can bring them down.

"You?? This is a mistake in the calculation of the palace. What did you do to the palace?"

He knew that he would use poison, but he did not expect that he used it so well, and even Liancheng looked at him unwillingly. Now they are weak, and he can't even lift his hand, let alone counterattack.

"Don't worry, a little bit of what you call soft."

"Jing Xuan!"

Ling Jingxuan’s answer almost rang with Yan’s shouting at the same time. At this time he was flying towards them. Ling Jingxuan turned and smiled, but he laughed half and screamed: “Be careful!”

"咻咻"

The dense bows and arrows flew out from both sides, Yan Ruirui's body flipped in the air, and agile escaped the sudden sneak attack. At the same time, a group of hundreds of black people rushed out, and the melee was once again unfolded. The sword keeps waving and forcibly killing a **** road in the crowd, but those people are obviously dead, no matter how he kills, they will flood in.

"Nine Emperors!"

The shadow guards who had already joined the battlefield quickly approached them. Yan Xiaohua also flew into the battle circle, and the Thunder team guarded Ling Wen’s far-off gun under the command of Qin Muyan.

"Don't worry about the prince's smashing, take the four emperors to leave!"

On the other side of the battle circle, the leader of the black man who temporarily blocked Yan Ruirui and others screamed, and the two dead men stood up and left in the soft and powerless city of Qilian. The hands of Ling Jingxuan with their hands tied are flexible. The action, relying on the accumulated professional skills of the past life, quickly untied the rope, but Qilian City has been brought far away. Ling Jingxuan’s eyes sink and he chased him up, and at the same time he found a scalpel that he carried with him. There was something on the blade, and everything was ready to stop. Hold your breath and throw the darts at the back of the city and throw the scalpel out.

"not good!"

"call out"

After the black man’s leader knew the Ling Jingxuan’s movements, he was already late when he rushed to the past. The scalpel flew out, but he did not run through the back of Qilian City, but he was stuck in his ass. But, but take his slain or a few jumps to take him away.

"Damn!"

"Stab!"

"It's you who are looking for death!"

The black man's leader was furious, and the sharp blade directly hit Ling Jingxuan's back. Ling Jingxuan responded quickly, but his arm was scratched by the sharp edge. Then, Yan Jianrui, who was forced out from the dense black man, pierced the sword. His chest, seeing his moment, Ling Jingxuan with his arms out revealing a smile.

"Jing Xuan!" Seeing that the wife was injured, Yan Ruirui quickly rushed over to hug him, Ling Jingxuan smiled and shook his head: "Nothing, the arm was accidentally scratched."

"Jing Xuan? You stop bleeding first."

The tiger cub was full of naked distress, and Yan Ruirui did not dare to look at his wound. Turning his back and facing him, he re-killed it. The anger of Haotian drove him to reap the black man like a Shura. Life is almost a sword. Swords and swords are straightforward to others. Rao is a dead man who has no thoughts on his own. He can't help but fear and want to evacuate.

"Well, one is not allowed to run away."

"Ah."

However, how can the beast that is awakened be so easy to satisfy? Yan Ruirui did not give them the opportunity to escape, while pointing the film to the periphery, while cruelly continuing the slaughter was not his opponent's black man, the blood quickly dyed his clothes, but he did not feel anything, his brain The only idea was that the daughter-in-law was injured by them.

Ling Jingxuan also took the opportunity to cut off the sleeves with a scalpel. On the white and tender arm, a wound about one inch long was berthing with blood. Ling Jingxuan faintly swept a savage wound and determined that there was no poisoning. The powder that is carried with you is scattered on the wound, but all the hemostatic drugs are somewhat irritating. When the powder is scattered on the wound, Ling Jingxuan does not wrinkle his brow, as if the injured person is not his arm. Compared with the big and small scars of previous life, this can only be regarded as a small witch.

"Jing Xuan, is your injury okay?"

Waiting for Ling Jingxuan to bandage himself, the other side of the battle is over, Yan Ruirui carrying a **** sword, standing in front of him in the blood, sweeping the line of sight of the white cloth arm straight hook on the top, The tiger is full of naked distress, is he not protecting him, damn? ? Did he actually hurt his wife? ?

“Is there any injury?”

Such Yan Ruirui, Ling Jingxuan was the first time to see that he did not answer his question. Ling Jingxuan ignored his blood and went up to the injured hand to touch his face. This time he was really angry. Right?

"Nothing, it's the blood of others."

Raising his hand and attaching his hand, Yan Ruirui said, Ling Jingxuan leaned over his toes and kissed him gently on his lips: "Nothing is fine, I have nothing to do, don't worry."

His face is full of blood, Ling Jingxuan's lips can not help but stain a little blood, invisible seems to be fascinating.

"Jing Xuan!"

“爹爹??”

Sikong and others also came around and saw that he was injured. Everyone’s eyes were stained with more or less self-blame. Ling Wen, who had rushed to the front of the adults, noticed his injured hand in the first time. When the cockroach fell down, Ling Jingxuan took his painful and painful pull over him, and pointed his fingertips at the tip of his nose: "The knife holder has no tears on his neck. At this time, he shed tears? Oh, don't worry. Oh, nothing."

"I still said nothing, you are hurt, wow wow??爹爹??"

After the big buns had not finished, he wowed into his arms. The little barbaric momentum almost didn’t knock over Ling Jingxuan. Yan Yanrui quickly picked him up. Ling Wen also couldn’t care who he was. Buried on his shoulders, crying, and Ling Jingxuan stood up and looked at his son distressedly, feeling his head and throwing a pacifying look to Sikong.

"The film guards stayed behind to clean up the battlefield and see if they had poisonous sacs in their mouths. If they had one, they would pick one from Benedict. The Thunder team would sort it out and go to the college to pick up the children with Benedict."

Not far from the front is the academy. No matter if there are other people who want to beat the children, he must bring the children back, then? ? The bottom of the eye suddenly slipped through a smear, and those black people were clearly the dead people of others. It seems that some people have already stirred into the beach, this time, no one wants to run away!