Chapter 1323 Counterattack

Have you tried it?

Xiahou Zhe's face turned slightly green, but he smiled again: "Sir, don't use this to mock me. If you lose, you will lose. After I die, I will not care about the flood."

"So you can't wait to expose yourself?" Mr. Ning looked at him with a sharp look: "Why did you make a deal with Emperor Chu and betray the old subordinates?"

Xiahou Zhe grinned: "If I hadn't abandoned my son first, how could I have abandoned you? Didn't the sir ever say that I am like my grandfather? I am selfish and cold from the bottom of my heart."

Mr. Ning shook his head slightly.

It's so stupid to know that he has a small situation but no big picture, but he doesn't know that he is so small. I'm not good at it and can't let you do it.

It's really a failure, haha.

Xiahou Zhe said again: "I know that my husband has to scold me in my heart for not being as smart as my father, but what can I do? If you didn't take me as the only one, how could you order that old subordinate? Over the years, the teacher has been raising me, and I only blame me for not learning your wisdom. But if I learn it, no one can tell me if I can tell you."

Mr. Ning's heart suddenly calmed down.

It was indeed him wrong.

He suddenly took off the wooden hairpin with his hair and thrust towards Xiahou Zhe.

Xiahou Zhe was shocked and avoided without thinking. He took one hand and slashed it to his wrist.

Mr. Ning's wrist was numb, and the wooden hairpin fell off. Xiahou Zhe grabbed it in the palm of his hand. When he saw that the end of the hairpin was sharpened.

"You, do you want to kill me?" Xiahou Zhe was shocked and angry.

Mr. Ning sneered: "What's the use of being an unfaithful and unrighteous waste like you stay in the world? Why not follow me?"

He rushed over again, Xiahou Zhe's head buzzed, and he subconsciously pinched his hairpin and thrust hard.

Puff.

The sound of something entering the body, warm liquid splashing onto the face, with a fishy smell and sticky.

Xiahou Zhe wiped his face, and the blood stained his eyes. He looked down and the wooden hairpin he held in his hand was pierced between Mr. Ning's neck, gusting blood.

Xiahou Zhe looked pale, looked at his hands, then looked at the old man with silver hair, took two steps back, and fell to the ground.

"No, no, I... I'm the only way to kill me first, I..." Xiahou Zhe rushed over, trying to cover the blood hole for him, and his eyes were stained with blood.

Mr. Ning was also looking at him, but his eyes were relieved.

"Don't, sir, don't die." Xiahou Zhe knelt on the ground and grabbed his hand.

Mr. Ning's blinking movements were weak, his lips moved, and his voice was like a mosquito: "You, please do it yourself."

Xiahou Zhe felt a little nervous, and he hurriedly held his hand and called for someone to come.

Seeing the old man on the ground weakening and his hands gradually became colder, he panicked.

It was at this moment that he remembered that when he was a child, the hands he held in the palm of his hand, and he also grabbed his hand and taught him to write down his name in a stroke.

These hands once touched the top of his head and praised him with a smile. Your Highness is a smart child.

These hands once taught him how to kill people with swords.

From now on, these hands are no longer used and cannot be seen.

Feeling Mr. Ning's hands getting colder and colder, Xiahou Zhe's heart became more and more panicked. He really felt that the old man was leaving.

No, if he leaves, he will be alone and nothing will be gone.

"I don't allow you to die, to pass on the imperial physician, to mess with the imperial physician."

Mr. Ning curled his lips and saw a white light in front of him. The man stood in the white light and stretched out his hand at him: Mr., I am here to pick you up.

Your Highness.

Mr. Ning sighed overflowing and closed his eyes with a smile.
Chapter completed!