Death became the only word left. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The bloody air in the air was extremely thick, but every sip made people vomit, and dark red clouds condensed over Xinfu, swallowing up the gray early winter sunlight, making the whole scene as dark as a cemetery.

However, the Wang family's troops kept reinforcing them, and finally, the woman's dagger slowed down.

From counting lives with one knife, to one knife and one life, and finally to lifting it, it feels difficult. From the absolute crushing of the number of people, even if it is a god of war with a bronze bone and a golden body, it can be consumed to death.

And the woman was completely out of shape.

There were scars all over her body, and white bones could be seen in every one, blood soaked her blue clothes, stained her little face red, and only a pair of eyes were still amazingly bright.

She had become a bloody person, and the cold light of the dagger had become the only color other than bright red.

However, even so, she still waved the dagger vigorously, without the slightest tiredness and anger on her face, only when she looked back from time to time to confirm Xin Yi's safety, there was a tenderness in her indifferent eyes.

It's just that her body doesn't listen to her brain anymore. More than ten years of killing instinct could not mobilize the tiredness and mutilation of the flesh.

After slashing off another man's head.

The woman's knees suddenly weakened, and she knelt on one knee with a plop. Despite this, she threw her hands on the ground, raised her head, her eyes like lightning, and her dagger clenched.

Gradually, the forbidden army did not move. did not rely on the advantage of numbers to rush up, but took a few steps back in unison like a tacit understanding, leaving an open space for the women.

"Bold! Without the old man's order, she stopped everything! She can't do it anymore, continue to kill the old man! Quick results!" Wang Jianjian raised his eyebrows and shouted violently.

"Green Butterfly! Green Butterfly, how are you! You can't hold on, don't kill it! I beg you to survive!" Xin Yi was already crying hoarsely, and he was about to run up desperately biting his head.

"Stay where you are!" Green Butterfly shouted violently, stopping Xin Yi's footsteps, "Girl, you are not allowed to come! If you want to kill my girl, you must first step on the body of my slave!"

The woman's eyes swept through the perseverance, and the originally dim blazing fire ignited again in her eyes, even a little more rotten than at the beginning.

However, it was a fire that burned the rest of your life. The last fire of war was ignited only after the sacrifice of this life.

"In the spring of embroidery in the south, the girl is thoughtful...... To repay the girl's eight years of kindness......" Green Butterfly supported the ground with a dagger, and staggered to her feet again, but it looked as if she was going to fall down again in the next second.

She tightened the bound dagger again, wiped the congealed blood from her face, and finally squeezed out the fighting intent of this life, and began to explode with desperate and heroic momentum.

Firefighting butterflies. Burn this life.

The general captain who was the head of the forbidden army in the northern suburbs had a complicated face, and he no longer had the killing intent of pure obedience at the beginning, but now he was more admiration and sorrow.

She has her obsessions, and they have their helplessness.

The general waved his hand, and ten government soldiers walked out from behind him, came to the green butterfly, showed a new sword blade, and killed them all without superfluous dialogue.

"The slave and the maid beat the little girl and chose the clothes. In the future, the girl will have to learn to choose by herself, the red one must be black to look good, or the stone blue one can suppress the color. Pine flowers with pink. The green onion and willow yellow are also lined with girls (Note 1). Even if the girl herself likes simplicity, she can't let outsiders see the joke. The words of the green butterfly suddenly did not come out, but everyone understood that she was asking Xin Yi.

Ordinary and ordinary, and finally the last entrustment.

However, the green butterfly didn't look at Xin Yi, and she didn't even look back. Because she clutched the blood-red dagger tightly and rushed out to kill the ten government troops.

The body was like a ghost, but it was sluggish, and the dagger was cold and incoherent, and occasionally the woman's dull gasping and the ticking sound of blood all over her body.

The knife rose and fell, and the ten heads that were once desirable in the blink of an eye took the woman half an hour, and even the sword marks were added to her body, and her steps staggered.

The general of the forbidden army frowned, the woman was on the verge of exhaustion, but she was still supported by something, and she killed by instinct, unwilling to put down the dagger in her hand, and let the girl behind her suffer the slightest injury.

The general's face became more and more complicated. He raised his right hand heavily, and with a few fingertips, several more government soldiers walked out of the team, drew their swords and killed the green butterfly.

Only this time, there were only five.

"The girl is a spiced mouth, and she prefers to eat supper. In the past, it was the slave maid who controlled the girl, so that she would not eat her body badly. In the future, the girl can remember to avoid eating, health first, and don't damage her body because of greed. ”

Green Butterfly said homely words, chattering, and her tone was soft, like holding her sister's hand before going out, and tirelessly asking her to eat well, sleep well, and be safe and peaceful.

However, this time, I am afraid that there will be no return.

Green Butterfly still didn't look back at Xin Yi, all her eyes were like eagle falcons, locked on the five government soldiers, her tired and blood-soaked eyes, still burning with war intent as a sacrifice of life.

Five government troops, she came out with a dagger.

There was silence all around, and everyone watched the scene with an almost solemn expression. Except for Wang Jian and others, who hysterically shouted "The forbidden army dares to betray the old man", no one dared to make any ridicule and contempt.

Nan Xiuchun, who used to be a one-man floating slaughter, has become a completely ordinary person at this moment. The dagger that used to be able to fight one person against a hundred can now barely move five people.

Her right hand holding the dagger was a blur of flesh and blood, her fingertips spasmed from overuse, her pale little face was close to the color of a dead man, and her gaze was so dilated that it took her will to gather.

Her vision was blurred. My whole body was numb. The blood is running dry. However, she still struggled to swing her dagger, slashing at one head after another.

Even if she is facing five people, she is like facing thousands of troops, and she kills seriously and proudly, not as a person who will be defeated, but still as Nan Xiuchun.

The fifth's head rolls off. The woman rolled her eyes and plopped forward.

Everyone was shocked. At the same time, he stretched out his handsless hands and wanted to step forward to help her, including Xin Yi's, including the Northern Suburbs Forbidden Army.

However, all hands froze half a foot away. For they saw that the woman was not planted on the ground, but finally supported the ground with a dagger bound in her right hand, and supported the stump.

He also propped up his head. Never fall.

So everyone retreated back to the same place, no one helped her, like the most amazing tacit understanding, they understood that maybe others needed help at the moment, but she didn't need it, because she was Nan Xiuchun.

Xin Yi just watched silently with tears in her eyes, and did not persuade her to come back. She understood all her obsessions and pride, and she felt that she was not qualified to interrupt her, because she was Nan Xiuchun.

The woman just stood on the ground for a long time, her eyelids opened and closed, closed and opened, and the dagger and pestle that supported it rattled on the stone brick floor, but it always held the immortal arrogance.

Finally, the woman staggered to her feet again, but as soon as she stood firmly, she plopped down again, and even though there was still fire in her eyes, her body reached the limit of human beings, and she stood up and stood up again.

After repeating this several times, she finally stood firm, raised her eyes to look at the forbidden army, and once again showed the dagger in her hand.

exegesis

1. Excerpt from "Dream of Red Mansions": Ying'er said: "The big red must be black to look good, or the stone blue must be the color to suppress." Pine flowers with pink. The green and willow yellow is my favorite. "Ah Zhen has a fascination with the fashion concept, so he won't take it out to show ugliness. It's good to move Lao Cao directly.