Chapter 777

He Xi nodded and said, "yes."

This simple answer, but let Nalan Zhengze overjoyed.

Nalan river this bitch, insisted so many days, now see his brother, finally decided to compromise.

"Since you want to save your brother, exchange your mother's relics at once. As long as you give me all the danfang and treasure left by anling moon, I'll let him go, OK? "

Seeing that He Xi went forward a step, her servant girl also followed up a step. Nalan Zhengze hurriedly said: "don't try to take your brother away from me. I've fed him poison. I don't understand for half an hour. He will die very ugly. I know you have some abilities to detoxify, but do you want to gamble with your brother and benefactor? "

He Xi stopped, slightly raised his mouth and said, "you say he is my brother, is he my brother?"? How do I know if you faked another Nalan Ziyun to cheat me? "

"Well, no tears without the coffin!" Nalan Zhengze sneers, "don't you believe he's your brother? OK, I'll show you his real face now! As like as two peas, you are not the same, but he is similar to you at least five or six points. When you see it, you'll know if I lied to you! "

With that, he quickly took out the key and opened the iron helmet with a click.

The helmet "banged" and fell to the ground. Under the helmet was a face full of hair.

Nalan Zhengze didn't even look at the face, but grabbed his hair, forced him to lift his head towards He Xi, and said with a smile: "Nalan He Xi, can you see clearly? Is this your brother! You two wild species are both of anling moon's mean life. They are not half the same as her. You can recognize them at a glance... "

The face clearly appeared in front of Hexi and qingluan. Although the face was full of dirt, the eyebrows, eyes and facial features could still be clearly recognized.

Qingluan saw the man's face clearly, and couldn't help but chuckle out, "you say this is our young lady's brother? Do you think this man is similar to our Miss? Naran Zhengze, you are not crazy about gain and loss, are you

Nalan Zhengze was stunned, but didn't realize what qingluan meant.

He Xi smiled coldly. The shadowless needle flew out of his hand and plunged into the acupoint of the "medicine man".

All of a sudden, the "drug man" hoarse voice cried out in horror, "Dad, Dad, it's me! I'm Ziyun! Dad, help me! "

"What?!"

When Nalan Zhengze heard the sound, his strength suddenly loosened, and the man he was carrying fell to the ground with a bang.

The original cracked ribs pass through this impact, and suddenly poke into the internal organs, leading to a miserable cry.

Nalan Zhengze looked down tremblingly, and saw the face of his beloved son Nalan Ziyun.

His face at this time can't be described as pale, but black and blue with death.

Because the lobes of his lungs were punctured by his ribs, he kept spraying blood foam out of his mouth, and the breath at the tip of his nose was getting weaker and weaker, and he was about to lose his vitality.

"Ziyun! Ziyun! How could it be you! "

Nalan Zhengze was trembling and wanted to help his son. However, his outstretched hand seemed to be frozen and stiff, and he couldn't even try.

Finally, he felt for a healing pill and tried to feed it into Nalan Ziyun's mouth.