E小说 > 都市小说 > 枭龙战神 > 第523章 璞玉已成瑰宝!

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                                时间无声无息的流逝着。M.CDxS.Cc
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                夜风旁若无事的吹拂着。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                好一会,毒蝉直起身,再度朝徐南迈出脚步。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他眼中兴奋之色,达到了一个顶点。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                哪怕徐南是装出来的,他也无所畏惧。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                即将亲手抹杀这样的天才,让他激动得浑身发抖。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                一步,一步……
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                毒蝉距离徐南二十米……十八米……十五米……十米……
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                八米……
                                
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                                五米!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他抬起了手掌。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                呜呜呜……
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                骤然,笛声响彻。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                毒蝉猛的侧头看去,两个穿着苗裔服饰的老者,快步而来。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                身后萦绕着一团绿色的雾气。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                那不是雾气,而是由无数细小蛊虫形成!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “该死!”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                毒蝉目眦欲裂。M.CDxS.Cc
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                就差五米!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                仅仅五米!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                可就是这五米,成了他难以逾越的天堑。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                当然,他可以选择跨越这五米的距离,击杀徐南。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                而后,被人击杀。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                在杀徐南与保命之间,他毫不犹豫的选择了后者。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                毅然转身,快步而去。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “我一定会杀了你!等着我!等着我!”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                凄厉得犹如冤魂的咆哮声,被夜风撕扯至消散。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                毒蝉跑了。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                同时,两个苗裔族的老人已经赶了过来。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他们的目光在徐南身上扫过,而后落在了那靠在大树上,只剩下喘息的福老鬼身上。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                福老鬼神色复杂的看着一动不动似石雕的徐南,叹息道“可惜啊……费尽心机,终究还是失败了……要不是吴自在那个老东西……唉……少主,老奴先走一步了……”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                说完,他按在肚子上的手,忽的用力。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                噗……
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                福老鬼低下了头。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “太可怕了……”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                穿白色苗裔服饰的老婆婆,环顾四周,苍老的面容上满是惊骇。M.CDxS.Cc
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                身旁黑色苗裔服饰的老头,则是警惕的看着徐南,用流利的龙国通用语道“你到底是谁?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                夜风中,徐南颤了颤。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                回应他的,是那如擎天之柱一般的身躯,推金山倒玉柱一样,仰倒在地。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南眼前最后一抹星光,消失了。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
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                                “徐南,你是个骗子。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “你不是说了要回来娶我吗?我等了你一辈子,还是等不到你。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “我要找个比你好一千倍一万倍的男人,让安安叫他爸爸,而你,只是给骗子。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “徐南,我恨你!”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                耳旁有声音在回荡。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南很茫然。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                是谁在说话?
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                我是骗子?
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                我要娶谁?
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                安安……
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “南叔叔!”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                稚嫩的声音在耳旁回荡。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “我想你了,快回来吧……”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                安安……
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                秦妃月!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                一张清晰的脸庞,呈现了出来。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                绝世倾城,梨花带雨。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                她头戴凤冠,眉心点一缕火焰,穿着一身红色凤凰霓裳衣,恨恨的看着自己。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “骗子!”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “骗子!骗子!!!”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “妃月!安安!”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南挣扎着,想要睁开眼。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                陌生而苍老的声音响起“他这条命还真是大啊,我都以为他醒不过来了。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “奇经八脉通透,任督之门已开,天灵饱满……也不知道是谁发现了这块璞玉,已经雕琢成瑰宝了。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “听你的语气,很可惜的样子。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “哈,当然可惜,我们老了,想找个传人不容易,老天把这么好一块玉送到我们面前,却已经被雕琢过,真是……”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南挣扎着,挣扎着,终于睁开了眼睛。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                可是眼前是花的,什么都看不清楚。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “醒了。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南感觉到有一只手搭在了自己的手腕上,而后,逐渐清晰的双眼,看到一张慈祥的脸。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                虽然从未见过自己的奶奶,但徐南总觉得,这个老婆婆,就是自己奶奶的模样。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “孩子,醒了吧?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                穿着白色苗裔衣服,头上有苗冠的老婆婆慈祥的问。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                她说的是纯正的龙国通用语言。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南当即想要起身,但却感受不到身体的存在。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “别挣扎了。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                旁边坐着一个白胡子老头,脸上带着不满“照你这伤势,能捡回一条命已经是难得,想要动弹,起码得三个月才行,想康复的话,得五年以上。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “用不了那么久。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南艰难开口。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                老头撇嘴“嘿,我知道你实力很强,但你再强也脱离不了人的范畴。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南呼了口气,问道“两位老人家怎么称呼?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                老婆婆慈祥的道“你叫我阿菩就好,他是我老伴,叫阿罗。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “我叫徐南,谢谢您二老的救命之恩。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “谢?用什么谢?”老头斜着眼睛看徐南。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “但有所需,徐南绝不推辞。”徐南道。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                老头摆手“咱先不说谢不谢的事情,你告诉我,你是什么人?那些人又是怎么回事?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                说着,老头眼中闪过一抹冷意“我会让你喝苗神汤,敢有半句假话,我马上杀了你!”

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