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Chapter 24

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    Chapter 24: Yu Feng Qianli

    ¡°A blink is rejection.¡±

    Han Yan next to the barrel sighed, without another word, stood up and held Hua Rong's arm, and lifted it up with all his strength.

    Hua Rong¡¯s feet were in the air, and the water plants on the bottom of his pelvis were indeed infinitely attached to him. They all dug out of his blood vessels and held onto his flesh and blood.

    "The last chance." Han Yan said coldly: "This is your last chance."

    Hua Rong gasped, even if he wanted to confess, he didn't have the strength to make gestures at this moment.

    Han Yan was so angry that he really used his true energy and raised his hands with a "sudden" sound.

    The water plants were stretched to the extreme and finally gave way. The dozens of roots on the feet were peeled off first, struggling to withdraw from the blood vessels, and by the way, most of the flesh on the feet was torn off.

    Hua Rong opened his mouth, exhaled a breath of hot air from his throat, and faintly let out a very low whimper.

    Even he himself couldn't believe that he was still unconscious at this time.

    "Fortunately, there is no grass to drill into the lifeline. But even if it is drilled, it doesn't matter, anyway, it is idle." At this time, he still has the mind to think about such evil thoughts, and he admires himself very much.

    Next to him, Han Yan was still exerting his strength. He only needed to lift another half foot, and his lower half would be absolutely bare, and there would never be any more skin on him.

    "Young Master, please think twice." A voice suddenly sounded outside the house, and Han Yan recognized that voice as Liu Yun.

    The guard outside the door immediately informed and asked if the visitor would be allowed in.

    Han Yan stopped his movements, raised Huarong in the air, and made a sound to let people in.

    The door was open, and Liu Yun was half-kneeling behind him. He followed Hua Gui who came in without being polite. He raised his hatchet and tried his best to cut a hole in the barrel.

    The concoction mixed with blood flowed all over the ground. The water plant immediately withered and died in a short time. It only took a light tug to fall off the blood vessels of Huarong.

    The nightmare is over.

    In mid-air, his beauty was exhausted, and he could no longer even blink. A pair of feet were hanging in the air, and the insteps seemed to have been deeply combed with the fine teeth of an iron comb, with hot blood flowing from the wounds.

    ¡°Perhaps frightened by this situation, Hua Gui became speechless for the first time in his life and couldn¡¯t utter a single word for a long time.

    "Who borrowed your courage to let you mess with me? Is it your lingering master?" Han Yan waved his hand and let Huarong fall to the ground, and the hem of his clothes fell in front of Liu Yun, who was kneeling on the ground.

    Liu Yun lowered his head: "The young master has an affair with Hua Gui. The eldest son must know about it, so it's not anyone else who lends courage to the young one, but his lustful heart."

    Han Yan snorted coldly, waved his sleeves and shouted loudly: "People outside, listen, send me another wooden barrel."

    Hua Gui was startled when he heard the sound. He raised the hatchet high and made a cool pose.

    "Does the eldest son know about Lin Luoyin?" Qiang Liuyun suddenly raised his head: "Maybe the eldest son doesn't know that sparing Hua Rong's life is a great favor to General Lin."

    Han Yan paused, but did not refute this time. He turned around and looked at him, and finally lowered his hand.

    The palace was completely silent, deathly silence, deathly silence.

    It was pitch black outside the window, and the night wind was scurrying like a beast.

    The huge hall is so empty that all I can do today is watch the flames swaying in the wind to relieve my boredom.

    There were footsteps approaching in the darkness. The emperor didn't mind at first, but then the more he heard the footsteps, the more he felt something was wrong, and turned back quickly.  His eyes were blinded by tears for a moment, and he wiped away his tears frantically. He opened his eyes wide and stared at the person who came. It was not an illusion, it was really Han Lang.

    He rushed over, hugged him, and plunged into the man's arms. He was as warm as ever. Han Lang was not dead!

    "Your Majesty, I have come to say goodbye."

    "Are you still angry with me?" The emperor stopped sobbing, raised his face, and asked hurriedly.

    "It's a pity that people who should know better remain calm."

    "I was wrong." The emperor made the same gesture over and over again.

    "The emperor has never thought that he could replace his penis with a fake one, right?" Han Lang asked, and the young emperor immediately lowered his hands in despair, looking longingly at the cold marble floor tiles, which reflected Han Lang's smile like a mirror.

    "Your Majesty, you know best in your heart whether Han Lang is a god or whether you really wanted to kill Han Lang at that time."

    That glass of poisonous wine could be said to have completely chilled Han Lang, and they would never be able to return to the starting point.

    "You don't care if the Yuezhi Kingdom invades the country?" The little emperor Zhou Huaijing suddenly raised his head again, his hands shaking violently in sign language, "As long as you come back, your official salary can be promoted again."

    Han Lang was stunned when he heard this, shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Your Majesty, Han Lang has never been a loyal person." How many suns and moons have been together, but our hearts are so far away.

    "I can tell Han Yan that you are still alive."

    &"I was just guessing when you would come?" Han Yan saw that the person waiting had already appeared and sipped his tea proudly.

    "I'm afraid it would be too wasteful for Hua Rong to enjoy the medicine used on the dead soldiers, brother?" Han Lang stepped into the threshold unceremoniously.

    ?? Han Yan sighed in admiration, "You used to be the Minister of the Ministry of Justice. It's really not in vain. You actually know it. Isn't that bitch not afraid of pain? Look, this grass is so suitable for him. He will never know what pain feels like for the rest of his life."

    "Arrow Blood Grass" rejoices at the sight of blood.  Before stopping the bleeding, you can use Xingcao.  But once the hemostatic drug is encountered, it can be stored in the injured person's body, gradually clinging to the brain, destroying all kinds of human touch. Han Yan's former soldiers all used this drug, and no matter how cruel the punishment was, the body would not feel any pain.  .

    ¡°There¡¯s no pleasure in having fun like this.¡± Han Lang obviously disapproved.

    "It's your fault, it's too late." Han Yan put down his tea cup and sneered.

    "Brother, I don't have time to catch up with you anymore. Where's the antidote?" Han Lang said straightforwardly.

    "If you want the antidote, you can. Kneel down and beg me." Han Yan leaned back and looked directly at his younger brother Han Lang.

    "Okay!" Han Lang was unequivocal and kneeled down to Han Yan seriously.

    "What do you mean when a man has gold under his knees?" Unexpectedly, Han Yan was angered and he stood up unconsciously.

    "I regard gold as dirt, brother." Han Lang raised his face and smiled. Unexpectedly, Han Yan had already rushed to him, waved his hand and slapped him hard.

    The Wuzhi Mountain immediately spread across one side of Han Lang's face.

    "Who is he, worthy of you? Are you are you worthy of the ancestors of the Han family?"

    Han Lang stuck out the tip of his tongue, licked away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and grinned heartlessly, "What are ancestors? Dig them out and look at them. Isn't it just a set of white bones and a coffin of loess? Why can't I be sorry?  Now? You can take Han Lang's tablet and go out and ask, who doesn't admit that I am a prodigy of the Han family! Besides, you are the brother and I am the younger brother, so kneeling to you is nothing."

    "You, you" Han Yan did not expect that Han Lang would return to his true nature many years ago, and his stubbornness remained unabated. "Sooner or later, one day, you will not even know how you died."

    "Of course I know, I was poisoned to death by Jiang Li." Han Lang said straightforwardly, leaving Han Yan speechless and feeling a heavy punch in his heart.

    "Brother, I'm about to die. I just want to take off my official robe, relieve myself of my responsibilities, and spend the rest of my life leisurely. Although cheating to death is a bad idea, I don't think there's anything wrong with it!"

    Han Yanhan returned to his seat with a cold face, half doubtful and half convinced, "Seriously?"

    "Brother, you should know that I am greedy for pleasure. As long as you spare Hua Rong, I won't care about the rest." Han Lang rarely showed a sincere smile, which was extremely sincere.

    "If you give up your martial arts skills, I will believe you."

    Two days later, it was the day when the dead Han Lang was buried.  I don¡¯t know who caused the trouble, but as soon as the honor guard left the temple, someone set off fireworks on the road.

    Although it is a clear day and the sky is clear, you can still see how bright it is.

    An ox cart was driving slowly on the mountain road, going against the guard of honor.

    "Master, according to the plan, shouldn't we go south?" Liu Yun beside the carport was confused. Their target had actually been changed to the north.

    Han Lang fanned Mr. Hua's signature fan, looked away from Qing Cong who was still sleeping, and smiled, "It's getting hotter. The south is so hot that it's not suitable for someone to live."

    Liuyun understood clearly, and suddenly saw Hua Rong's eyelids moving slightly, and he said wisely, "It would be better for me to accompany Hua Gui on the carriage."

    Han Lang patted Hua Rong's face generously and said, "Your eyelids should be more confident. Open them and watch the fireworks with me." Hua Rong still closed his eyes and did not wake up.

    "If you see these fireworks, you will definitely recognize them. It's a pity that you won't be able to see them anymore. It is said that the boss is blind and will never be lucky enough to watch you ogle again."

    The fire rain gradually dissipated in the sky, and the prosperity finally came to an end in his eyes.

    Falling flowers are falling, the mountain path is not yet covered in red, but the two winding car tracks have already reached the sky.

    "I am indeed fit to make such a gorgeous exit." Han Lang closed his fan happily and clapped it on his palms.

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