Chapter 1701

He even suffered two heavy blows from him, and his internal injuries were very serious. He spat out blood and collapsed on the ground feebly. Listening to Chu Shaoyang's gnashing teeth, he could not feel afraid.

Anyway, he is going to die. Whose hand is different?

Either Tuoba Zheng or Chu Shaoyang, they would not let him live again.

There is a sentence on his lips. As long as he says it, Chu Shaoyang will never send him to Tuoba Zheng. But he doesn't want to say a word now, but he slowly closes his eyes.

"If someone comes, send him to the prince of Pingxi's camp, and say it's a gift from the king to the prince of the county. Let him enjoy it!"

Several soldiers entered the camp and put up the thousand faced young man who was paralyzed on the ground.

Qian Mian childe did not resist. He hung his head and allowed these people to carry themselves to Tuoba Zheng's big tent.

He was drowsy, and his blood was dripping down the corner of his mouth, dropping to the ground.

This situation made several of his family members feel unbearable. They secretly complain that the king's attack is too cruel. They don't show any pity for the beauty. They beat a gorgeous beauty seriously and vomit blood, and give her to the second prince.

God knows, with the tyrannical nature of the second prince, I'm afraid it won't take a night, and this beautiful person will be tossed to death!

What a pity, what a pity!

The soldiers felt that their feet had become heavy. They walked slowly with a thousand faces young master. They were full of pity and sympathy for him. They hoped that he could go slower and suffer less. When they entered the second prince's camp, they were afraid that his death would come.

Turning a corner and passing through two barracks is where Tuoba Zheng's big tent is. Two soldiers holding a thousand face Prince suddenly feel a pain in the back of their necks and fall to the ground silently.

"Who is it?"

"What's going on?"

Walking in front of the soldiers heard the sound, and before they could turn back, they all fell down like a broken sack.

Mr. Qian Mian only felt that he had grasped himself with one arm, and then glided through the air like flying through the clouds. A familiar breath came.

In a trance, he seems to have returned to the Zixiao Pavilion. He can't help thinking that he is dreaming? How can you dream of his adoptive father?

No way. The adoptive father's legs are inconvenient. How could he appear here, let alone glide in the air? He must be dreaming.

Half unconscious and half awake, he opened his eyes, only to see the scene flash quickly under his feet. He raised his head vigorously and saw a man in a black cloak grasp himself. The man's whole face was covered in the shadow of his cloak. He could not see his face clearly, but could only see a pair of shining eyes.

"Adoptive father, is that you?"

He exclaimed in surprise and joy.

The eyes of these eyes are so familiar. He only saw it on his adoptive father's face. However, he can't walk clearly. How can he take himself to fly freely?

"Hush! Silence. "

The man in black whispered. The familiar voice and tone of voice were the adoptive father who had raised him for more than 20 years.

At this time, Qianmian childe had found that the man in black held himself in one hand and a black whip in the other hand. As soon as the whip was collected and put down, the whip would roll up on the tree trunk beside him. He jumped up in the air like flying.

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