Charm King Poison Queen

  Chapter 1119 Teaming up with Sikong to tear off the candle dragon (10)

  Sikong Shuo took his hand away.

   Patriarch Sikong's heart hurts, will his son still refuse to forgive him after all?

His tears burst out, and he hugged his son's hand tightly: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... If everything can be done again, I will... I will treat Lan Zhen well, and I will treat you well, and I will marry her! I will make you my son..."

   "If everything can be done again, I'd rather you never touched her." After Sikong Shuo finished speaking indifferently, he withdrew his aching hand and turned around without looking back.

   "Be careful!" Zhulong suddenly shouted!

  Sikong Shuo raised his eyelids, his eyes moved, he turned around and slapped Patriarch Sikong into the cabin!

  Hundreds of arrows covered the sky, intertwined into an inescapable net, and caught Sikong Shuo and his party under its claws.

  Zhulong hurriedly closed the hatch!

  Little Lizi jumped into the water with a plop!

   Sikong Shuo stood in front of the boat, slashing with his sword, he consumed most of the arrows, and some of them were nailed to the boat, making clanking noises.

  An arrow sank into the gap in the hull, barely stopping within an inch of Patriarch Sikong's eyes.

   Patriarch Sikong was instantly stunned.

  Another arrow flew in.

  Zhulong pressed him down, and the arrow nailed to the opposite wall!

   "Stay inside and don't come out!" After Zhulong gritted his teeth, he drew his sword and rushed out of the cabin.

  Sikong Shuo and Xuanyin fought fiercely on the shore. The black-clothed leader led more than a dozen shadow guards and rushed towards the boat in a murderous manner, but was stopped halfway by the red-clothed palace lady and a group of big insiders.

  The two sides fought hard.

  Zhulong cut off a shadow guard with a sword, and rushed towards Xuanyin without looking sideways.

  Xuanyin and Sikong Shuo were in the midst of a fierce battle, but they didn't notice that Zhulong was swinging his sword, and wanted to give him a deadly sneak attack from behind.

  Zhulong raised his sword high, gritted his teeth, and stabbed at Xuanyin fiercely!

  Sikong Shuo's eyes flickered, he suddenly clasped Xuanyin's shoulders, hugged Xuanyin into his arms, and with the other hand, he pushed away Zhulong's sword.

  Zhulong is mad, who the **** are you helping?

   Xuan Yin was caught in Sikong Shuo's arms, and instinctively slapped him. Sikong Shuo, like a kite with a broken string, flew obliquely into the air, and then fell obliquely into the cabin.

  The mask knocked against the side of the boat and fell into the water.

  Little Lizi just surfaced and was hit on the head by the mask: "Ouch—"

   sank again.

  Without Sikong Shuo, Zhulong didn't dare to fight Xuanyin head-on, turned around and ran to the boat.

   "You still want to run?" Xuanyin cut off his right ear with a sword, and he staggered in pain and fell to the ground.

   Xuanyin crushed his right leg with one foot, and he screamed miserably.

  There was no pity in Xuanyin's eyes, and he crushed his left leg in the same way. He couldn't even crawl. He moved his elbow back, and Xuanyin dug out his elbow bone again.

   "You...you will regret it, treat me like this, you...you will regret it!"

   "I regret it or not is my own business, but you, why do you catch up and die again and again?"

   "Wait! I have something to say!" The veins on Zhulong's forehead throbbed violently.

   "I don't want to hear it." Xuan Yin was so indifferent that he showed no expression.

  Zhulong's face turned pale, and he said anxiously: "Don't you want to know about your mother? Don't you want to know who killed your mother? You really think it's from the Northern Territory..."

  Before he finished speaking, Xuanyin's sword stabbed lightly through his throat.

  On the other side, Sikong Shuo was half lying on the boat, sweating intermittently.

   Xuan Yin's palm didn't do anything to him, but it's a pity that he couldn't stand up because of the attack of Gu poison.

   He gathered all his strength and climbed into the cabin.

   Patriarch Sikong lay under the seat board, trembling all over, thinking silently, don't come over, don't find me, don't kill me...

  Heat came from his cheeks, as if someone was breathing gently beside him.

  He turned his head and looked, his face suddenly changed: "Ah—Xuanyin—"

He was so frightened that his mind went blank, and he even forgot to ask Xuanyin why he was wearing his son's clothes, and why he crawled weakly beside him. He crawled out from under the seat, grabbed the knife on the table, and stabbed it hard into each other's heart...

  (end of this chapter)