Nanshu's kung fu is neither strong nor weak, but she is Su Chen's opponent. Besides, Su Chen was angry and was full of masculinity. Nanshu's movements were a little slower, and he was hit by Su Chen's chest with a palm. She covered her chest and retreated several feet, and finally fell down. She vomited blood on the ground, her hair scattered on her shoulders, her face pale, and she kept gasping.

Su Chen walked towards her step by step. Nan Shu raised his eyes, but his eyes were slightly red. He looked at Su Chen steadily and said, "Su Chen, you have no conscience. Obviously... I have been waiting for you for so long..."

Su Chen said: "Why should I have a conscience to you when you put a poison on me? Everything you have done to this article and Ye Song, I will let you die a hundred times and you will be blamed!"

"Then, just kill me."

When Su Chen stood in front of Nanshu, she was powerless to resist and had to slowly close her eyes. Su Chen was about to take action, but Miss Ying and Baozi had already run to Ye Song. Ye Song was already unconscious. After taking a pill for her, she couldn't help but shake her and said, "Sister Ye, wake up!"

Su Chen was panicked, and he didn't have time to take care of Ye Song. Now he looked back and saw Ye Song lying in Su Jing's arms with his eyes closed, so he couldn't take care of Nanshu, so he turned around and ran towards Ye Song.

Miss Ying took Ye Song's special antidote pills, but the effect was not obvious. After touching Ye Song's pulse, she was a little unbelievable and said, "Who is this woman? Why does her poison get..." Miss Ying hurriedly looked at Su Jing and Su Chen, "Hurry, help Sister Ye protect her heart's pulse, poison gas attacks the heart, and send it to my yard to detoxify her!"

Without waiting for Su Chen to take action, Su Jing quickly sealed Ye Song's acupoints and sent true energy to her. Then she hugged her and ran towards Miss Ying's yard.

Su Chen was a little surprised for a moment. Miss Ying and Baozi ran behind as fast as possible, and only he was left squatting in place. He wanted to help, but found that there was no room for him to intervene.

Su Chen slowly stood up, turned his head and looked behind him. There was only a pool of blood left in the corner of the wall, and Nan Shu had long disappeared. He said in a deep voice: "Don't let me catch you again, otherwise it will be your death."

He finally stepped out of the backyard. He couldn't help but think of the situation where Ye Song was poisoned just now but still fought with Nan Shu to the death. She dragged her body and held a porcelain bottle in her hand. She ignored the huge flaws left behind that might kill her. She also wanted to walk towards Su Jing to get him an antidote? She didn't even care about her own poison and wanted to help him detoxify?

Su Chen was extremely empty because he always felt that during this period of time when he was away, he had missed something very important.

Nanshu was seriously injured and escaped from the city overnight. When he returned to the Dumb City, he had only half his life left. The Ghost and Demon Lady was rarely willing to take action personally to save her life.

It seems that Nan Xirong didn't know that she sneaked into Beixia to assassinate Ye Song.

When Nanshu woke up, a man stood by the bed, silent like a ghost, with his long and narrow eyes looking uncertain. But now, his feminine face was covered by half a golden mask, revealing only his other half's intact face, with fair skin and flawlessness.

Although he was wearing a mask, the mask seemed to suit him very well. The golden and gorgeous color seemed to have a layer of bright color on his face, making his nose bridge stand tall and his chin look two-length, full of charm.

At first, Nan Shu was shocked, then struggled to sit up, kneeled on the bed and said to Nan Xirong Fuli, "I have seen Your Highness."

Nan Xirong sat down beside her bed, and his fingers went around Nan Shu's hair on his temples. The hair was leisurely circling on his fingertips, saying, "Shu Shu doesn't have to be too polite. If you have any injuries, you should lie down and rest." But he didn't let Nan Shu's hair go, and Nan Shu didn't dare to act rashly. It was worth waiting for the pain in his body.

After a while, Nan Xirong said again: "Who did you get hurt?"

Nan Shu paused and said, "Ye Song."

"But I just got the news this morning that Su Chen, the three kings of Northern Xia, joined them with reinforcements. Why didn't you meet Su Chen?" Nan Xirong's tone was neither heavy nor fast, as if he was saying irrelevant words, but it made Nan Shu's spine chill for no reason.

She turned pale, tried hard to calm herself down, and said weakly: "Your Highness, I haven't seen Su Chen. Maybe it's the right time. I missed it..."

"So, you are going to be a spy, but you don't even know such important news," Nan Xirong asked, "Then tell me, what news have you heard?"

Nan Shu silently said, "Ye Song is almost dead."

Nan Xirong's face turned stern: "What did you say?"

Nan Shu mustered up the courage to raise his eyes, his eyes level with Nan Xirong's chin, and said, "I'm going to help Your Highness take revenge. Ye Song is now poisoned, and I'm sure he's not much better than me. Your Highness can finally get out of this anger..."

As soon as the words were about to finish, a "bang" sound broke out in Nanshu's mind, and then her whole body was uncontrollably thrown onto the bed, and half of her face lost consciousness. The scattered hair covered her face, and she screamed in pain. Blood slid out of the corner of her mouth uncontrollably, and she murmured: "Your Highness..."

The next moment, Nan Xirong leaned over and grabbed Nan Shu's scattered hair. She was so painful that she was forced to raise her head, her eyes and face were full of horror. For some reason, when she faced Su Chen, she felt that even death was just like this, but whenever she faced Nan Xirong, she was so scared.

In her heart, Nan Xirong was like a devil, making her struggle and unable to escape.

Nan Xirong leaned down and put the cold mask on Nan Shu's face. The cold feeling penetrated into her bones, making her tremble slightly cold.

Nan Xirong narrowed his narrow eyes and said as if he was chanting: "Look, you have lost your mind by Su Chen, so you are not distinguishing between the primary and secondary. Why, are you afraid of telling me about Su Chen's news, are you afraid that I will be unfavorable to him?"

Nan Shu shook his head, not knowing whether it was pain or fear, tears filled his eyes: "I don't have..."

"I want to know," Nan Xirong's cold fingers did not forget to stretch out her cold fingers and gently wiped the tears at the corner of Nan Shu's eyes. "Are you harming Ye Song to help me avenge me, or are you really hating her?"

Nan Shu was panicked, and her eyes flashed, revealing her emotions. However, this subtle action could not escape Nan Xirong's eyes without blinking.

Nanshu turned his head to the side.

Unexpectedly, Nan Xirong bent down and took a bite on her slender and tender neck. Suddenly, Nan Shu felt "shenyin" and a bite mark appeared on her neck, and blood sucked out.

Nan Xirong stuck out her tongue "yunxi" her blood, and the tip of her tongue was circling around the wound. Nan Shu immediately shivered all over his body. His words circled in his ears with a cold and quiet voice: "When is it your turn to seek revenge on Ye Song? Listen, Ye Song's life can only be taken by the palace in person. If you dare to commit it again next time, don't blame me for being really angry."

Nan Shu is beautiful and has few people who can match her figure. She was once the most popular Nan Wang dancer around Nan Wang, and her enchanting figure is very attractive. Now she looks pitiful, and she whispers like a mosquito, with a little crying voice. After Nan Xirong received her approval, her eyes softened.

Her chest was undulating with her breathing, and her snow-white skin was faintly visible under her clothes.

Nan Xirong bent down again and bit the wound on Nan Shu's neck lightly. The damp and hot touch hit Nan Shu's whole body like an electric current, with pain and strange feelings.

For Nan Shu, he is the most powerful poison.

Despite the serious injuries to Nan Shu, Nan Xirong's eyes showed a hint of redness, showing some interest in Nan Shu's body. His entire Chongshuo's body was pressing on Nan Shu's body, biting him harder, but his hands began to tear Nan Shu's clothes.

Nan Shu lay on his neck overlapping with him, his neck and chin were long, and his whole face was only the size of a palm. She opened her mouth but couldn't make any sound.

Her loose clothes were easily pulled away by Nan Xirong, revealing her very even and fair and seductive body. Nan Xirong didn't even look at her, and reached out and pinched her chest twice. She opened her legs behind her. After a rustling sound, he took off the underwear under his robe, aimed at Nan Shu and entered straight.

Nan Shu opened his mouth wide and took a breath. Nan Xirong was pierced through the bedside and shook his body heavily. The numb feeling instantly surged all over his body, as if even the wounds were beginning to heal, leaving only an unbearable itch. She held the sheets under her fingers tightly, and there was still no sound in her throat.

Nan Xirong gently swam around her fingers and said in her ear: "This body is really very sensitive. If I bite you, you will be so wet. Does anyone do this? It will make you feel very comfortable, huh?"

Nan Shu gritted his teeth and trembled and said a sentence from the cracks of his teeth: "Maybe...right..." She had been pressed under her body by many men, and her body was already so sensitive that she could disrupt a pool of spring water with a gentle stir. Isn't all this thanks to Nan Xirong? He wanted to seduce others by his own body, and he took the initiative to send himself to others.

But what Nanshu couldn't imagine was that even he felt that his body was dirty, but Nan Xirong wanted her at this time...

That was another strange feeling.

After being shrunk by Nan Xirong for a few times, she came to the clouds. She should have hated him and ruined her life, but an irrepressible sense of excitement arises in her heart, as if she subconsciously hopes to be possessed and taken by Nan Xirong like this.

Nanshu could no longer hold back and screamed.

The more she screamed, the more excited Nan Xirong became. He did not look at Nan Shu's expression or kiss Nan Shu's lips, so he only used her as a tool for venting, and without any pity, he tossed her body, and rushed back and forth violently in her body.

Nan Shu's expression was distorted to the extreme happiness. As the saying goes, men and women love each other, and they are ecstatic. Although there is no love between them, there is still a joy that blends together.

Afterwards, Nan Shu became soft like a pool of water without any strength. After Nan Xirong was happy on her, she simply pulled out, picked up Nan Shu's clothes on the ground and wiped them a few times. Then she raised her hand and threw them onto the bed, covering Nan Shu's face, sparsely covering her blue and purple body, and left without saying a word.

Nan Shu's breathing subsided for a long time and he was empty.

Miss Ying spent a whole night to eliminate the poison in Ye Song's body with a silver needle. The poisonous blood was black and dripped down from her fingertips. However, the blue-gray face was relieved a lot because of the discharge of poisonous blood. The Desert Empress:

By dawn, Miss Ying bandaged all the sword on Ye Song, went to the backyard to clean up the water poison in the pond, and then returned to her yard to rest.

Su Jing stood by Ye Song's bed without leaving a step, and the important matters in the army were left to Su Chen.

Xie Ming and Xiaobao did not expect that the fourth wife was actually pretended to be a spy from Nan Wang. Nan Shu could dress up the fourth wife so much, and he must have seen the real fourth wife. From this we can imagine that the fourth wife is probably dead.

Xie Ming couldn't relieve himself all of a sudden, and his sadness and oldness could not be concealed on his face.

The battle between Beixia and Nanyang was half a year after one fight. This was beyond Nan Xirong's expectations. In his original expectation, if the small northern countries united and Shi Di invaded Beixia, Beixia would be unable to take care of it all, so he would lead his troops north and take down Beixia in at most three months. But he did not expect that Shi Di was destroyed and the northern countries were subdued. Until now, the war between the two countries seemed to be still prolonged.

Beixia has a vast land and abundant resources. Although the war has failed at present, it has always had a steady supply and support. Moreover, Su Jing and Ye Song guarded the front, which has allowed the Nanjin army to advance and setbacks repeatedly. However, Nanjin is different. At the beginning, it was full of momentum. Once the front line was lengthened and the war period was delayed, the disadvantages of the rear were revealed.
Chapter completed!