Demon King's Mysterious Imperial Concubine

Nangong Ling showed a mysterious sneer, holding his hands on his back. He looked like a human IMP and walked back and forth in front of Han Luoyan.

"Although there was some unpleasant quarrel between us that night, the matter was not so serious. I thought we would stop here and go our own way from now on. The well water did not invade the river, but I never thought you would come to the door."

"This seat..."

Han Luoyan wanted to interrupt, but just said two words, he was interrupted by Nangong Ling, "shut up and don't interrupt. Miss Ben hasn't finished yet."

"You..."

"If you find the general's house, it means that the well water has violated the river. We must have an end. I, Nangong Ling, act outside and never involve my family, let alone my family. Your presence in the general's house makes me feel that my family is likely to be involved and hurt."

"I also think we must have an end. If you end yourself in front of me, I will let go of the people in the general's house."

"The words of ungrateful and vengeful people have zero credibility with me. I won't believe a word of what you say."

"What do you want?" Han Luoyan showed a very indifferent appearance and didn't care whether Nangong Ling believed him or not.

What he wants is only a person's life. As long as he kills this person, the rest really doesn't matter.

"So..." Nangong Ling deliberately kept his words long and showed off.

The foreboding in Han Luoyan's heart became stronger and stronger. He knew that this woman was good at using poison needles, and the poison needles were quite powerful.

He'd better make a quick decision just in case.

But when he wanted to do it, he suddenly found that his arm couldn't be raised, as if it was out of his control and weak.

"What have you done to this seat?"

He has been very careful since he entered the room. He has been wary of the woman's poison needle and didn't touch anything indiscriminately.

He really couldn't figure out why he still followed each other's way?

Nangong Ling smiled coldly. "Didn't I tell you just now? It may not be impossible to fight. You are a man, I am a woman, and there is a gap between strength and weakness. How can I be stupid enough to fight you?"

"Did you poison me again? How did you poison me? When did you poison me?" Han Luoyan asked the doubt in his heart.

He really didn't expect to be poisoned by this woman when he was on guard.

Is he too light on the enemy or is the enemy too strong?

"Have you ever seen a juggler make his tricks public? If I tell you the detailed process of poisoning, how can I mix it in the future?" Nangong Ling went to Han Luoyan and gently pushed him on the chest with his fingers.

Just such a gentle push, Han Luoyan was unable to sit down on the ground. Now it has become the situation of that night. He is weak and is now slaughtered.

In real terms, he has been planted in this woman's hand three times.

If this woman really wants to kill him, he has died three times.

The ghost king of the noble ghost tomb sect is a first-class expert in Tianyun mainland. Even if thousands of troops come, he may not be able to move him, but he has been planted three times in a row in the hands of a little woman.

This is not just a great humiliation, but a deep hatred.

He Han Luoyan vowed that as long as he didn't die, he would have to pay the woman ten times or a hundred times the price.