Chapter 1169

The man's face was covered by his green silk, but Zhao Wanxi's eyes fell on his blood soaked and dry limbs, and the black iron penetrated through the flesh and bones. This kind of pain can be imagined.

Zhao Wanxi shows a slight frown. She doesn't understand why men want to take her to see such a cruel picture.

"Leng junao, if you have the guts, kill me..."

Leng Siyan's weak and low voice came, and Zhao Wanxi's Apricot eyes were dim. Why did she think this voice was familiar?

Leng junao walked slowly from the backlight to Leng Siyan's face. He stood up with his hands on his back and said, "it's not cheap to kill you? For the crimes you have committed, even if you have been cut ten thousand times, it's not a pity to die! "

Leng Siyan suddenly sprang at him, but he didn't take a step. He had already screamed bitterly, and the pain of the black iron piercing the bone was hard to describe. Now he didn't want to say anything about Leng Jun's hand, even if he moved it.

After a burst of pain, Leng Siyan suddenly burst out with a loud laugh: "with your baby Xi'er and son on the way to huangquan, I'm good enough!"

Leng junao's face was obviously darkened. His eyes seemed to kill people. Leng Siyan had already died hundreds of times.

Zhao Wanxi understood that this man was Leng junao's brother. However, it seemed that they had a deep hatred. It seemed that their queen Wanxi died in this man's hands.

Leng Jun's eagle eyes were half narrowed, and there was an air of terrible danger. He went straight to Leng Siyan: "today I just want to tell you that not only did I find huang'er, but Xi'er was safe, but it was you It's not far from huangquan road! "

Leng Siyan opened his eyes and raised his head abruptly, with an unbelievable ferocious look on his face.

Zhao Wanxi also saw his appearance at this moment. Half of her face seemed to have been scalded. If she ignored the scar, her facial features would be handsome, and her long body would be slightly thin.

"No way! I saw her fall with my own eyes. She can never survive... "

Leng Siyan muttered to himself, his voice was very low, his look seemed to collapse, and his physical pain could not resist the shock brought by the news.

Seeing his listless and decadent appearance, Leng Jun drew a trace of evil spirit from the corner of his lips. He suddenly took Zhao Wanxi's hand and said, "let's go!"

Zhao Wanxi hasn't recovered from the picture in front of her, so she is pulled out by the man. She only feels that there are two burning eyes behind her, staring at herself all the time.

Has been out of the dungeon, she gradually returned to God, straight at Leng Jun Ao eagle eyes: "why take me to see this man?"

She didn't quite understand the purpose of the man's trip?

She didn't want to see the bloody picture, the cruel scene.

Leng junao didn't evade. His deep eagle eyes looked into her eyes: "are you sure you haven't seen this person?"

His rhetorical question, can't help but let Zhao Wanxi Mou bottom of doubt more Yang deeper: "I should have met that person?"

She was sure that she had never seen Leng Siyan at all. If she had, the eye-catching scars on a man's face would not be so easy to forget.

Leng Jun Ao raised her hand and rubbed her head, with a light sentence: "let's go!"

As if he had never asked anything, he turned to dusk four and took over the baby in his arms.

At dusk four, relieved and relieved, as if it had been a century.